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~ Ignorance ~
Tribute and Gryffindor had set of at a brisk trot to Frostbreath Steppe. They chatted all the way,planning what to do next. Halting he pricked his ears and turned to Gryffindor. There appeared to be no other horses around. A endless wasteland of snow and ice stretched out in every direction. Tribute tossed his head,once again he blended so well with the snow and ice he was almost invisible. "Gryffindor,do you fancy a spar?" He shot Gryffindor a menacing look as he took a few steps backwards till he was about 3 meters away. "I will not use my horn,as long as you promise not to fly."
Tribute trotted backwards,keeping his head arched. He reared,his fore legs thrashing in the air,a look of excitement in his eyes. Landing his front leg he threw all his weight forward and set of at a strong canter. He made sure he kept his head well out the was as he didn't want to get him with his horn. Instead of trying to give him a good blow to his left shoulder he cantered straight past but as he was side by side he came to a dead half,turning left and kicking out his back legs,aiming to hit his side. His legs were fully extended as he attempted his kick. Drawing them in he cantered forward a few paces before turning on his hocks to face Gryffindor.
Pawing at the ground he flicked his ears forward and back. He took a few steps forward gingerly till he was in reach of the jet Pegasus. With a quick flick of his tail he reached towards Gryffindor's neck,ears back,as he tryed to get hold of a piece of skin. He then turned,kicking out his back legs again,aiming at his neck. A sly smile crept onto his face as he realised how much fun he was having. But it wasn't cruel fun. It was playful fun. He skidded to the side so that he was facing Gryffindor again,pawing at the ground and rearing. Showing off as some might say.
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Summary:Tribute charges at Gryffindor. When he is at his side he turns and kicks out trying to hit his side. He then try's to grab his neck with his teeth. He turns again,kicking out trying to hit his neck. He ends up face to face with Gryffindor rearing and pawing at the ground.
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As they both trotted happily along the icy ground, tribute requested a spar, Gryffindor was wondering when one of them would ask, and he was glad. Gryffindor took a few steps back, then all of a sudden, they were charging towards each other.
Gryffindor had a sly grin on his face, he ran past him and attempted to nip his neck, he turned and tried to kick out. At the same time got a light blow from Tributes kick at his side. Then he slid around to face Tribute he smiled.
With a neigh of happiness he cantered back up to him and tried to get him with his front legs, Tribute got hold of a piece of skin on his neck and pulled, this hurt, but he knew it was just for fun and his brother didn't really mean to hurt him. Then he turned and got a scratch with Tributes back hooves, but then dodged his legs. He was having so much fun, he wished they could this much fun more often. He looked at Tribute, and skidded into place where he was facing Tribute. Gryffindor watched as Tribute pawed at the ground and Gryffindor reared up, towering magnificent heights and majestically stretched out his powerful wings the most they would go, he looked so magnificent,
they both did.
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Summary: He tries to nip Tributes neck, then tries to kick out and gets a kick from Tribute in the side. He then tries to kick with his front legs and Tribute gets hold of his neck with his teeth. Tribute scraches his neck with his hooves, but he then dodges his legs. He turns to face Tribute rearing majestically.
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Paramore
~ Ignorance ~
Success. Confidence swept though is body as he felt the light beat of his hoofs against the Pegasus sides. Dodging his neck from Gryffindor's grinding teeth he could feel Gryffindor's muzzle and the hard cold teeth-that didn't get him. Facing Gryffindor as he cantered he reared,twisting to dodge his kick. Landing he grabs a chuck of Gryffindor's flesh neck and tugged,blood swirling in his mouth,but not to much. Letting go as Gryffindor's tugging became unbearably desperate he took a few hasty steps backwards.
Now both of them rearing in a threatening way Tribute leaped forward at full gallop despite the short distances he needed to travel over to get to Gryffindor. Twisting as he came to Gryffindor's head he buck,aiming a shot under his neck. Bearing his teeth he turned like a flash and reared,his breath coming out in a white mist as he put all his effort into it. Coming down he threw his head up. He lost balance for a split second but regained it by taking a step back on two legs. Pushing his front legs forward at Gryffindor's side he hoped to give him a quick shove.Now all hoofs firmly on the ground he lunges foward aiming to grab a piece of his fleshy skin on his back right leg. Flicking his tail he turned again,bucking at Gryffindor's neck as the Ebony stallion tryed to avoid his lashes.
Eyes fulled with 'friendly anger' (if you can get such a thing) he felt himself almost coming to life. Like he was reborn and ready to fight. He had never been in a proper battle an this was his first spar in what? Years? All his strength and beauty was on full show as he attacked Gryffindor. His ears flicked forward and back. This may only be a practice,but I am determined to win. The thought of not winning was almost unbearable. He would let himself of considering it had been a while. Pawing at the ground he waited for Gryffindor to make a move.
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Summary: Avoids all attacks narrowly. Attempts to kick him under his neck then shoved him.Then tries to grab the skin on his back right leg and kick him under the neck again.
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3 weeks have passed, default win to Tribute.
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Let's fight my brother [Gryffindor]
