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[JUDGED] Forgetting the Greenleafs [Ashamin vs. Zunden]

Zünden Posts: 75
Aurora Basin Soldier atk: 4.5 | def: 8.5 | dam: 6.5
Mare :: Hybrid :: 15.3 :: Four [Birdsong] HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE
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Life wasn't always easy, and this was one of those times that drilled that into her head. She had to try and be polite while kicking his ass. So, how in the hell was she supposed to do that? This was pivotal moment, this spar meant everything to her. If she couldn't win against him this might mean she wouldn't be cut out for the life she longed to live. How would Krieger feel, wherever he was, if she couldn't even beat a damn Haruspex! Shame filled her young heart as she thought of loosing to this scrawny stallion. She was brought out of her dreary thoughts by a sudden movement. Gold and green watched as the deer hid behind a tree doing as his master commanded; well she assumed. She watched the stallion for a moment as she tried to figure out how to attack him. Since this was her first fight the girl had no idea what to do. So she would just have to try her best, and wing it.

Then she was charging forward and to her dismay she missed, completely fucking missed him. And in her awesomely epic fumble she manged to step wrong and twist her right front leg. She squealed her displeasure as the pain thrummed up her leg. 'Dammit girl! Get with the fucking game!' As she stumbled teeth met her withers. She could feel and hear the skin rip from her shoulders. She screamed loudly as pain and blood erupted from her shoulders causing her to buck. It wasn't really meant to be an attack more of a way of fending him off. Not that she would bitch if her hooves caught his jaw and sent him reeling.

Throwing herself forward, with a limp, she made sure to get out of his reach before spinning around. Eyes found the black white and red stallion as she tried to think on her feet. She dropped her horned head suddenly trying to look downcast or seriously hurt, trying to trick him into letting his guard down. Taking a deep breath the mare jumped forward, just trying to get closer to him. Instead of charging forward blindly the young mare tossed her dome side to side. Maybe she could cut his legs or chest; without hurting herself this time. Anger and frustration pounded through her adrenaline filled veins. Her training with the trees had made it easier to work the muscles in her neck.

She had to do some damage to him this time, or this spar would defiantly go as she longed for it to. 'Fuck it!' Her eyes flashed as she reared, hoping to be close enough to hit him on the upswing. Even though her hooves weren't cloven they were still rock hard and sharp. If that didn't work she would try to slam down on whatever part was close enough to hit. A head shot would be best, or his side. Even if he turned she should still be able to hit some part of his body. She didn't see a need to run from him, it probably wouldn't have done her any good anyway. Since he looked faster than she was, it would have been a waste of energy. Sure, she had the upper hand in strength and maybe agility, but she had to make contact for any of it to matter. There had to be some way to overcome her inexperience. Maybe the bitch, lady luck, would smile on her this time. A snort ripped from her muzzle as she landed and braced for his counter attack. God of Time she hoped this wouldn't be a complete waste of time and energy. Why hadn't she gone to the veins to turn in the quest he had given her once it had been completed? 'That magic would sure come in handy right about now!' She thought angrily trying to watch his movements had keep from getting hurt even more.
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OOC; 2/3 attacks She sprains her right front leg trying to charge him. When he bites/tears her withers, she bucks up her heels, trying to either get away from him or kick him in the jaw. She runs away a bit then lunges forward and thrashes her horned head trying to slash his legs or chest. Then she figures it would be best to stay close and tries to rear up. She either wants to hit him with her hooves on the way up or on the way down.
Words/Tags; 663  @Ashamin Sorry it took so long and that it kind of sucks!
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Anger is my fuel
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RE: Forgetting the Greenleafs [Ashamin vs. Zunden] - by Zünden - 09-23-2015, 03:56 AM

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