Best you she will, or at least try. She wasn’t exactly the one to be sure of herself.

Her teeth met the right side of his neck. It was such an invigorating feeling, although the feeling was quickly dashed. She had bit at his right side, and a tinge of metallic taste filled her mouth. Wonderful, now she had druggie filled blood in her. She probably was in the process of contracting crazy. As she cantered, nearly parallel to him now, she spit the little bit of coat and blood that had tainted her mouth. It was just so… revolting! Eating his bodily fluids in any way shape or form was NOT on the top of her to-do list. It was just creepy to think that Oxy was kind of sort of inside of her. She shivered at the thought.

For a few moments, they were running parallel as she tried in vain a few more times to bite at him, and she was met with air. So Elsa stops, just stops. Her big ass finally has a use now. She curled it gently under the rest of the body, sending her whiteness to a sliding stop. Small bits of debris went flying in front of her, but the mostly thick ground kept it solid. As she does this, a small little black ball swoops down in front of her. It must be Oxy’s little companion thing he hates so much- although it was not in its usual wisp form. Flashes of a dragon appeared. Large pearly teeth aimed at her face, a low grumble coming from the thing. Large wings were spread, tipped with deadly bones. Greenish, acidic looking scales armored the creature. A tongue dipped in and out of its face as if trying to taste her scent, to consume her by consuming the air she breathed. In fear, she veered more to her right, slightly jarring her front shoulders from the sudden direction change. She could feel the now rusty looking bump that was by her neck. It stung, and screamed for mercy. The wings, which she nearly almost relied on to keep balance, shifted ever so slightly with her. The bruise on her left side from the kick pulsed. Once again, she could feel her heartbeat reverberating throughout that area. It wasn’t painful, but it was not exactly the most comfortable thing ever. She kept moving, hopefully, parallel to Oxy, thanks to his companion.

She was too caught up in the boggart to even notice what had happened with Oxy. There was no clatter of teeth coming from him. There was no large thud where his big hooves would have landed. There was not a sound. How eerie it was. In truth, there had never truly been sound except for an occasional scream or grunt. So all this time, the two of them had been silent, just, beating this shit out of each other. It was quite an odd concept. She remembered how her spars had gone. From every direction her trainers were screaming moves. Like a mechanical robot she was expected to hear, digest and carry it out. Just like an enzyme, she could not move unless given orders and she was only there to catalyze the reaction. To them, she truly did not understand, she was just a show. She remembered the way Ana would giggle at their fights, watching and rearing in her own anticipation for the attacks. Maybe that’s all she was to them, a nice sideshow to keep Ana occupied. Well, how to you like it now? What would Ana think about her fighting a commoner, and taking on the real world? Such an odd concept she would have to dwell on later. Inside she was torn so apart by this; was everything there truly fake, was everything just an act?

Never mind that now, Elsa had to finish. Sweat dewed gently on her pale body; the salty fluid causing more stings to her neck wound. Oxy had never hit her, and she could not put two and two together that his own companion had aided her dodge. She wasn’t going to wait around for him to attack her. Although she knew her left side would be in pain, but she had to take him out with a final move. He would have to respect her. With the force of her canter, she tried to drive her shorter, bonier, shoulder into his girth. She hoped this would cause him to trip and fall. At the movement, her shoulder screamed, but it was worth it. Maybe, someone would bow for her again, and revel in her past glory. She would be reborn.


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[ooc; I just want to hug and love Oxy forevers. ;_; and thanks for the wonderful fight! I would love for them to thread afterwards again if you are up for it? Maybe he could give her tips or they could just thread and see what happens?]
"Talking"

Elsa