The Saddest Landscape. [Note]

The Saddest Landscape. [Note]

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Stallion :: Pegasus :: 15.3hh :: 6 years Buff: NOVICE

Sabel :: Iberian Lynx :: Stormcall bry

02-14-2013, 02:25 AM

N o t e

By the tone in Kri's voice you could've sworn the two had known each other far longer than three seconds. It was surprising for him to realize she even knew his name. He was, after all, just another pretty face in the line up of soldiers. Note considered himself nothing special and easily forgettable.

More doses of shock dazed the stallion as he heard Kri say the word spar. Reacting as quickly as he could, Note tucked his neck and bunched his muscles, preparing for whatever his Sultana had in mind for him. Her small, stocky body propelled towards him, the mare colliding with his right shoulder, sending him stumbling backwards. After seconds of recovering from the jolt, Note reared and twisted the front half of his body to the left, away from Kri and her snapping jaws, but not soon enough for her to graze his cheek. It was a light cut that stung for only moments, but he knew Kri could be much, much more deadly if she had chosen to. He was just glad they were fighting in practice and as long as he was on her side, he'd never have to truly face the mare in battle.

As soon as Note's hooves hit the ground from the rear they had previously been in, it gave him momentum to lift his hindquarters swiftly from the ground in order to give Kri a light buck as she passed him, if she even did. The world was a blur to him. Maybe it was the shock from battling Kri, or maybe it was the fact that he had barely slept in a day. He wasn't quite sure himself, but that was not a matter to ponder about at the moment. Now was a time to improve upon his skills.

[ Post: 1/2
Attack: buck
Defense: Neck tuck ]

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