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10-02-2012, 03:33 PM
Horn would pierce, digging deep, and grinding against his bone. She did not care for the sensation, but it brought relief to flood her chest. Monster barreled to get the front of him, and she found herself looming back to get away from the bastard's flailing hooves. Snö's threat woul be heard, and the icy princess would make good on it. Tarak would jump at the pathetic stallion, and then she saw the icy horn sprouting through his head. Faelene reared up once, knocking her hooves into the side of his haunches for good measure they would not be out to work any time soon. He was overpowered, and out numbered.
The wicked steed let out one question, before he remained a lifeless waste of space. Crashing down, she merely stood back as his body fell to the earth. With her breath rampant, and damp sweat upon the back of her nape she let her eyes look to the girl and her pet. She had nothing to say, the girl had done well. It was not her place nor in her mind to scold her for being away from the Edge. She was a lot more grownup than Faelene had thought, she would give her that. A step she would look done on the equine if to make sure he was not going to come back to life. One night mare at a time.
The wicked steed let out one question, before he remained a lifeless waste of space. Crashing down, she merely stood back as his body fell to the earth. With her breath rampant, and damp sweat upon the back of her nape she let her eyes look to the girl and her pet. She had nothing to say, the girl had done well. It was not her place nor in her mind to scold her for being away from the Edge. She was a lot more grownup than Faelene had thought, she would give her that. A step she would look done on the equine if to make sure he was not going to come back to life. One night mare at a time.
