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Actions | "Speech" | Thoughts
Adrenaline rushed through Tharos's body as the attackers broke into gallops, making their way down into the territory. So it begins... Tharos thought as he noticed the battle had broken into clusters. The Starstrider broke into a gallop as three opponents came towards himself and Ailith. He pinpointed a black overo and his ears pinned against his head as the stallion broke into a thundering gallop. His cream-stained tail streamed out behind him as he raised it like a banner and his feathered legs blurred with the motion. Silver eyes burned with a metallic hate as the stud raced to close the distance.
Nadira.
The stallion knew he couldn't completely lose control of his rage or the battle was already lost. As he ran, he took a moment to calm himself. He closed his eyes to think only about Nadira and how pretty she was and how much his heart throbbed for her. He wondered if he would survive the battle to be with her. As he thought, the sound of his hooves faded from his awareness and all he took notice of was the beating of his own heart. When he opened his eyes there was new determination in his expression, but the blind rage was gone. He was racing into battle for no other reason than the fact that this was the home of the mare he loved, for he knew that now, he loved her. It was exhilarating to think of such a thing, that a stud like him could fall in love. For her sake then, he would fight with everything he had to give.
Thunder rumbled from the grullo's hooves as his unrestrained strength left hoof-shaped cracks in the stones that hid in the grassy terrain. As the distance closed, Tharos let out the roaring neigh of a battle cry. Gathering himself, he kicked off from the ground and rose to face the fight. His aim was perfect, but off on purpose. He sailed passed his target, hoping to knock the stallion off balance as he attempted to graze his muscular shoulder against Apollo's. Landing on his forelegs regardless, he gathered up his hind legs to his stomach and bucked hard to crash his hooves against Apollo's side. From the corner of his vision he saw a truly massive beast attacking Ailith. He hoped the mare could handle herself. If needed, he would go to her aid. They would fight more effectively back to back, anyways.
In any case, with the tank occupied, Tharos was free to make quick work of Apollo and his companion, a gold-tinted Pegasus. Once they were taken care of, he and Ailith could take down Archibald together. White and black mane flouncing against his neck, Tharos made to rear back and wheel about in order to shower Apollo's back with his hooves, that is if the stallion was still in range. "I'll make you regret comin' here!" He snorted aloud.
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Buffs: None || Attacking: APOLLO
Summary: Tharos made to crash his shoulder into Apollo's and land on his forelegs to the left side of him. Without letting his hind legs touch the ground, he bucked out at Apollo's left side, and then reared back to wheel about and rain his forelegs down on Apollo's haunches.
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Invasion Round One :: Cluster Four
