Shoot First [Ashamin v. Ciceron]

[JUDGED] Shoot First [Ashamin v. Ciceron]

Ciceron Posts: 315

Outcast atk: 6.5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 6.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.2 :: 6 HP: 69.5 | Buff: ENDURE

Kiara :: White Tiger :: Poison nickel

03-12-2016, 08:30 PM

Light filled the air around the warrior as the electrical energy coursed the length of his body before billowing out around him. Anger and fear consumed him as his eyes switched from the painted stud and his blasted deer to trying to find Kiara amongst the commotion. If she were injured he didn't know what he would do, would he be able to restrain his rash temper? There were not too many instances that could enrage the beast to such a point but when it came to his family he would fight tooth and nail until he either won or breathed his last breath. They were all that he had and he was not about to let anyone take that from him especially the painted bitch that had shattered his heart into tiny slivers. From the ashes he had needed to rebuild the foundation that he had today and she was no way a part of it. His kids and Kiara had given him the reason to continue on and push through the pain, this was his life and nobody was going to take it from him now.

A sharp crack like that of a whip shot through the silence making him jump forward as red hot pain shot back into his wounded legs once more. Turning his head he snapped out in retaliation knowing that his teeth would fall on nothing but air, the stag was too far away. Snorting loudly his silver orbs pierced into the stallion's skull but his feet remained planted firmly in the muck. "No more, you hurt." Kiara's voice whispered to him as she stalked back onto the battlefield placing herself between the two testosterone fueled beasts. Teeth bared she dared the wounded paint to make another move towards her silver warrior for she would gladly take him on to protect her bonded. She was willing the battle to cease for the sake of his own health but what of hers? Eyes swiftly swept over her sleek frame frantically searching for the injuries he feared were present. Mud covered nearly every part of her body but from what he could tell there were no serious bloody injuries that he could see outwardly. Releasing a breath he hadn't known he was holding the grey gave a small sigh of relief.

Enough was enough and this battle had come to a close. Both of them were battered and beaten but in the end stronger then they had been only a short time ago. Yes they might feel weak in the moment but they would heal and learn from their mistakes becoming only much stronger in the long run. "Enough! Kiara is correct in saying that enough blood has been shed here today. You fought well stranger." He commented drawing his head back to draw him back to his full height to regard the stallion with a calm yet firm tone. This battle had been challenging but there was no need to take it further than they already had. Satisfied with his small speech the silver stud turned for home motioning for Kiara to follow.

Closing Post
Words: 518
Attack: 3/3 (no attack made this post)
Injuries: Mildly strained right front shoulder, deep lacerations to both hind legs.

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