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[JUDGED] i keep it caged :: [HISTE : SPAR - OLD SYSTEM]

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Mare :: Equine :: 15.1 :: 5 Buff: NOVICE
Merikh :: Cougar :: Paralyze ali
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your breathing sounds like the sickest
music playing backwards in my head
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They moved together in the darkness of the night, both of them quiet as wraiths and as dangerous as death itself. The striped mare and the cougar were on the hunt once more, both of them craved the thrill of battle, the feel of flesh yielding beneath hooves and claws, and the salty and slightly metallic taste of blood coating their tongues and sliding down their throats. They were out for blood and the first they found, be it horse or otherwise, would get the full brunt of their combined blood lust.

Merikh stopped suddenly, a growl rumbling low in his throat. Histe didn't need to hear him tell her mentally that he smelled another horse. She had learned to read his growls and understand them and, in return, she often growled and snarled. She had paused, her muscles trembling as adrenaline already began to pump through her veins. Muscles trembled and saliva coated her mouth as she imagined feeding on the poor soul that had been targeted by the duo.

The acidic mare strode forward, the cougar lingering a few paces behind her. With each step her excitement grew and she could not contain the cackle that erupted from her throat and echoed into the darkness. The night was clear, the moon shining brightly on the world below and in the glow of the moonlight she could see the dim outline of a horse. No. A unicorn.

Even better.

Histe's thin tail smacked against her legs as she continued forward. The other mare may have been a bit taller and a touch more sleek, but Histe was nothing to scoff at. Her own Teke and Thoroughbred lines made her sleek while the Mustang in her added the muscle that would give her an edge if she used it to her advantage. As she came to face the mare Histe was still for only a minute. No greeting was given, no exchange of names. Instead she lifted slightly onto her hind legs and lurched forward, her forehooves aiming to strike at the slender mare's forelegs and scrape down them should her first hit land. At the same time she snapped her teeth at Circuta's face with the intent that it distract her from the strike at her legs.



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Histe arrives and promptly attacks Circuta. She stikes at her forelegs aiming to scrape skin away if the hit lands. At the same time she bites at her face, hoping that it will be enough to distract her from the strike at her legs. Merikh is hanging back for the moment.]

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RE: i keep it caged :: [HISTE : SPAR - OLD SYSTEM] - by Histe - 09-21-2013, 01:04 AM

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