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04-10-2015, 04:55 PM
Elsa
My head's underwater, but i'm breathing fine.
My head's underwater, but i'm breathing fine.
The fire that emanated from her muzzle only fueled the anger, sorrow, and rage. With teeth aimed, she fired. As they clamped upon his painted hide, she screamed into his flesh. Her mouth was on fire, and it felt as if she had just raked her burning mouth across a rough surface. To her, even his coat felt like concrete against her skin. Edgar screeches adjacent to her, just narrowly missing the jaws of the bitch that was Aaron’s. In response, the dog howled, its noise seeming to tear her soul. It took away Elsa’s motion, causing the physical response of fear and anger to be locked into her mind. Weariness bled across her muscles like a poison, threatening to hold her in one place. Elsa had become a prisoner to her own emotions. Her blue, fright filled eyes could only watch as Aaron rose on his hindquarters. The smaller man suddenly seemed like a giant. A new wave of tears choked her, even slipping from the wound that had rendered her useless so long ago. Elsa forced her legs to move backward, pushing away from Aaron. It would have been such an easy maneuver just a moment ago, but now her legs seemed to be filled with lead. One of Aaron’s hooves came flailing just outside her left side. She would have never seen the bone that was headed for her muzzle. It glanced across the top of her nose, causing a narrow cut between her nostrils. With a mouth already feeling like ashes, and sore to the touch, it swelled up like a balloon. A large, purple knot adorned her face, with a nice bloody center.
Words fell from him, as if he could justify what he was doing. It was never their fault was it? The assailant was always the victim these days. In fact, his words were more disheartening than hearing her daughters were captured. That meant that they were all alone, frantically running together trying to get away. They were tough girls, but no child should be ruined at such an early age. These combatants had already proved themselves to be immoral, so what horrible fate were they suffering at the hands of these infidels? Oxy was her only hope, and that was not a ticket she could confidently bet on. A sharp, ragged breath seemed to jolt her to life again, reminding her she still had fight left. So he had a family right? Well, he better love them more than she loved her daughters, because she was ready to drag his carcass across the lands.
Her own body rose then, rising as quickly as her pride was. She could kill him. She had murdered before, and she will do it again. Elsa had nothing to lose anymore, so she may as well take advantage of her expendable life. Icy hooves cracked out with as much force as she could muster. Elsa even shifted her weight forward, trying to hit Aaron in the face, and then to force her body over him. She was not a slender horse by nature, so the force of her weight on his neck just might be enough. All it took was one bone to crack. Just one. Edgar circled overhead; ready to strike his icy body against Aaron on Elsa’s command. If they die, they will die together.
All you had to do was ask Aaron. Safety is more easily obtained in peace than in war. When will they learn? This scar that they are leaving will run deep. Elsa will not forget. "All you had to do was ask," she whispered sweetly.
[605 Words || 1/3 Attacks]
[Elsa takes a hit to the nose, and then tries to kick out at Aaron's face while also trying to break his neck by forcing her weight onto him.]
Words fell from him, as if he could justify what he was doing. It was never their fault was it? The assailant was always the victim these days. In fact, his words were more disheartening than hearing her daughters were captured. That meant that they were all alone, frantically running together trying to get away. They were tough girls, but no child should be ruined at such an early age. These combatants had already proved themselves to be immoral, so what horrible fate were they suffering at the hands of these infidels? Oxy was her only hope, and that was not a ticket she could confidently bet on. A sharp, ragged breath seemed to jolt her to life again, reminding her she still had fight left. So he had a family right? Well, he better love them more than she loved her daughters, because she was ready to drag his carcass across the lands.
Her own body rose then, rising as quickly as her pride was. She could kill him. She had murdered before, and she will do it again. Elsa had nothing to lose anymore, so she may as well take advantage of her expendable life. Icy hooves cracked out with as much force as she could muster. Elsa even shifted her weight forward, trying to hit Aaron in the face, and then to force her body over him. She was not a slender horse by nature, so the force of her weight on his neck just might be enough. All it took was one bone to crack. Just one. Edgar circled overhead; ready to strike his icy body against Aaron on Elsa’s command. If they die, they will die together.
All you had to do was ask Aaron. Safety is more easily obtained in peace than in war. When will they learn? This scar that they are leaving will run deep. Elsa will not forget. "All you had to do was ask," she whispered sweetly.
[605 Words || 1/3 Attacks]
[Elsa takes a hit to the nose, and then tries to kick out at Aaron's face while also trying to break his neck by forcing her weight onto him.]
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