The self-proclaimed prince was still angry because of the blood that trickled down the right side of his chest. Mostly it was because he himself didn’t know how to use his horn properly and he was jealous of the iron lady, but the wound also hurt and pain was a natural foundation for anger. He was young and ambitious and he didn’t take loosing very well; which he feared would be the case in this rain dance.

As his teeth slid of her without causing the damage he wanted he pinned his ears tighter to his skull and withdrew his head from her. He rolled his eyes and their whites lit up in the light of a lightning bolt hitting a tree a few hundred yards away. The flash startled Tamlin and caused him to pull his left leg even harder towards himself.

Nyx stumbled, but Tamlin was too shaken to notice. His body had tensed up and for a moment he forgot what he was doing. However he was reminded sharply as teeth sank into the skin on his flank. With a nigh combined with a snort he returned to the fight and surged his head towards the ground to send his black hind legs flying. His white spotted rump became airborne and his wet tail whipped, sending water and mud into the air. He felt her dull teeth pull and stretch his skin for a fraction of a second. It hurt, but not as much as the gash on the point of his shoulder.

To buck had been the wrong choice though, because before his hind hooves returned to the slippery ground Nyx’s rump crashed into his forequarters and toppled him over. With a splash he hit the slippery ground and almost did a full roll around. Mud and water soaked his body and in the light of the flashing lightning and the, now burning, tree some distance away surprise was easily detected in the young stallion’s face.

Before Tamlin was even fully aware of what had happened, he was standing again. In a reflex his strong legs had pushed his black and white body of the ground and there he stood now; flanks heaving, coat dripping of muddy water, bruises and cuts aching and stinging and slight confusion showing in his mismatched eyes. Had he lost?

Closing defence
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ooc: Sorry for the wait, the thread was locked for a while :) We should definitely do this again when Tamlin has more experience, than maybe he has a shot haha.

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