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06-27-2013, 12:46 PM
Tonka
It was not Tonka's fault for feeling rage with this mare, but it was her fault. First, she had come and hit him and the ass, then she demands to be put as a general, and finally she gets mad at him for getting mad at her. She was not ready to be a general. Tonka did not have that trust in her that she needed. He now was ready for a spar. He would defiantly not want to fully hurt her, but simply show her what she needed to be if she wanted to become a higher rank. "The reason nobody is a general yet, is because I don't think that anyone's ready yet. And if there was a general, it would be Chemical. And don't act so silly, I would not get mad at you if you lost a spar or failed to recruit a member, maybe disappointed, but not angry." He tried to keep his voice calm, but rage still managed to seep through. His blood was running hot and he closed his eyes, trying to get rid of his anger. When he opened his eyes, the dusty mare was gone. He knew she was still here, maybe up in the sky. A figure cam crashing to the ground, and it reared up, making a shrilling scream. War, Tonka, war. The mare spoke. He breathed heavily, and was surprised smoke did not flood out of his nostrils with every exhale. "It war is what you want, war is what you will get." His voice now was a bit calmer. The mere thought of having a spar made him relax a bit. It always did. He wanted to get ride of the rage that packed so high in him right now. He lifted his front legs from the ground and tossed his head in the air. A deep whinny released from his maw. The ground under him rattled as his black hooves hit the sand. Tonka was ready. "You get first move." WC::334 Setting:: Endless blue Rounds:: 3 rounds + 1 closing defense Word Max:: 800 Other:: Magic/Compainons Allowed/ Practice spar/ Contiuned from Here |
