A second wave of satisfaction rushed through the leader as one heavy forelimb connected with the silver's back leg. Twisting away from the stumbling Levi, hooves fell back into the cold sand, ready to launch him away from the soldier once again. The moment of weakness on the other brute's part gave him sufficient time to gain of few strides of space. Cream locks drifted behind him as continued a brisk lope parallel to the water's edge. The rush of anger still pulsed through him rhythmically, though mellowed by the absence of true pain. Despite the demon's hold, it was easier to keep his resolve without the shock of pain to remind the old loner of his past.
Keen ears waited expectantly for the sound of hoof-beats approaching, and one cerulean eye flicked back to see the grey making his way alongside him. There was still much to teach this young soldier, no matter how eager he was.

The heat of his opponent's body radiated along his side as he approached, and the Sultan prepared himself for the boy's next, likely rash, attack. He stretched his gait out, wings pumping, speed increasing to remain just ahead of the sidling warrior. Defensively, he arched his neck and shifted his skull leftwards, and out of the reach of the teeth that soon shot out. Levi's bite met the hard, muscled flesh of his upper shoulder. Pain evaded him once again; only a faint pull brushing the spot where the hit left a short, shallow gash. As the chrome stag's teeth held him, Leander took the chance to strike. His own head whipped towards his opponent's biting skull, his own teeth aiming to bite down hard on a vulnerable velvet ear. If he made contact with soft of the soldier's ear, he would not pull to rip it apart; only bite down hard enough to leave him with a very painful gash. Areas around the face and head were more sensitive, and tended to cause more pain if injured; a tip that a young rogue once learned well. Something flew across the air near his hind end, almost brushing a dark pointed leg as it went. The sensation was Levi's kick, which had just missed the cannon of Leander's right rear leg. In getting slightly upwind of the boy, he'd saved himself from a sharp kick to the stomach. Incredulously, it seemed, a leg shot out as if towards his head, but it was sorely mistaken in it's aim; for the leg of the 16.1 soldier did not reach the raised head on his 17.3 draft frame.

Blue eyes gleamed as the ebon winged form reared up and away, before slipping quickly off to splash into the frigid sea. Sending bits of grainy tan flying around his feet, Leander slowed into a sharp halt. Thick, white plumes of breath winded from his nostrils as he caught his breath and watched in silence, letting the boy expend his energy in the water whilst he himself prepared. Why anyone in the right mind would go into such cold water at this time of year was unbeknownst to him; but then the move was just as risky and ill-planned as most of the new soldier's others had been. As expected, Levi was soon headed back towards him. Tucking his chin to his chest, the brawny palomino held his ground, shifting into a defensive posture. He made no move as the shorter charger circled him, sooty pillars anchored to the sand with a steely reserve, ignoring the way the hairs along his spine tingled when Levi was behind him and out of sight. He doubted an attack from behind, not when the grey would be vulnerable to a powerful buck. In a flash, the bull was in front of him again, suddenly flinging black feathers towards him in a soft spray of droplets. With a sense of feeling strongly impaired by the Ice Demon's grasp, he did not feel the light touch of the water speckling his front. In one swift movement, the golden flashed his own massive wing out to the left to distract the boy's gaze, while his maw lunged for an outstretched vulture wing. If his bite met it's target, his head would pull up harshly; hopefully ripping away some feathers and leaving a sore wing. Height might play an advantage in this case; for it would be easier to throw his head up and away from the slightly smaller structured male's grasp.




[ooc: It would be good for you to include a summary as well as attack post count in your posts to help keep track of things, as there are only to be 4 attack posts for each in this battle. I am a bit confused about your last post, since Leander did not fall down from any of Levi's attack. It is also a little hard to picture Levi's attacks rationally, as he went rather quickly from kicking at Leander's stomach to kicking at his head. Physically, that would be pretty difficult. Besides that, Levi's emotion and eagerness are great! :)

Summary: Leander feels his forelimb connect with Levi's back leg, then canters away along the beach. He feels Levi approaching along his side, and quickens his pace to stay slightly upwind. He also turns his head defensively in the opposite direction of Levi. Levi's bite hits his upper shoulder near base of the neck, and Leander snaps his head around to aim a bite for Levi's ear. Levi's kick for his stomach brushes past his rear right leg. Levi's kick to the head misses, as Leander's head is still raised from his attempted bite for Levi's ear. Leander watches Levi rear and slows to a stop as Levi runs into the ocean. He stands his ground as Levi returns. When Levi stops to throw water on him, Leander juts his left wing out as a distraction, then lunges forward to bite Levi's outstretched right wing.

Word Count: 751
Attack Post: 3/4
Closing Defense: 0/1 ]