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SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II)

Aquila Posts: 95
Outcast atk: 5 | def: 9 | dam: 5.5
Mare :: Hybrid :: 16.2 :: 6 HP: 62 | Buff: NOVICE
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the tempest of an unrelenting sea



Elation fills the warrior as her bladed horn meets the soft, giving flesh and fur of underbelly. The smooth cut through thin skin and muscle warms her cold blood, large eyes gleaming with delight. The teal and yellow globes sweep upwards to quickly assess the extent of the wound she had inflicted; not shallow, but not terribly deep.

Her enjoyment fades as she backs away from the swiping feline. Vindication tears through her sharp soul as the wordless yowls of agony erupt from the goddess. Good. She had better burn.

Ears remain flush with her ridged neck, eyes glowing with the thrill of battle. Scaled lips pull back from her sharp teeth, listening to the Earth God speak. He brings a white, collapsed pile of foal to his side. A foal had no place in battle. Of course she was injured. Aquila swept the severe, quick thoughts aside and she danced away from burning tar, webbed hooves moving spritely in the shallow water she found herself in.

There was so much magic on this battlefield. She would be careful to avoid it. A sideways glance sees a young colt fling himself off a staircase on to the tiger’s back. Hmm, if she could use part of the staircase…

Lowering her body, she leaps through the water in a bounding gallop. Traveling by earth is so much more cumbersome than swimming. Using the bottom-most steps on the stairs, she uses the higher vantage point to pinpoint her jaws.

There. There was the the pulsing carotid. Leaping and rushing with godsblood in the heat of battle. It begged— no, it demanded her attention.

She leaps, sharp teeth exposed in a snarl. It was her time for vengenance on this goddess of destruction. She had taken her family, her home, her dignity. Now she would take her lifeblood.

This time her attack is silent. No unearthly shriek announces her attack. She assumes that the tigress's dangerous teeth will be preoccupied with the many winged soldier who attack. But, truly, she is more focused on taking what vengeance is due to her. There is no reward  revenge without risk, after all.


Team Kill Tigress.
Summary: Uses the bottom steps of Isopia’s staircase to lunge at the tiger’s neck and try to rip out the carotid with her sharp teeth.

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Messages In This Thread
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Aquila - 10-25-2015, 11:00 PM
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Morenth - 10-26-2015, 02:35 AM
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Nuray - 10-27-2015, 02:08 AM
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Evaneska - 10-27-2015, 02:21 AM
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Dovahkiin - 10-27-2015, 12:02 PM
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Beest - 10-27-2015, 01:09 PM
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Rune - 10-27-2015, 02:58 PM
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Kipling - 10-27-2015, 10:33 PM

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