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06-04-2013, 03:42 PM
Romani
She had enough.
There was a point in someone's life, no matter their level of discipline and grasp on their emotion, when they would simply snap. It wasn't their fault, of course, but the fault of those around them. And right now, the Assassins were doing a spectacular job of snapping Romani's carefully hidden temper. How dare she just waltz into their homeland, thinking nothing would come of her? A fool. This Assassin-bitch was the epitome of a fool, and Romani was going to make the grey mare rue the day that she thought joining the pathetic band of Assassins was a good idea.
"What do you say, Assassin? If you're such a threat, wanting to steal the Edge and make it your home... Why not test your strength against mine? Or maybe you can do us all a favor and simply surrender." Romani's words were dipped with poison, as right now, the only thing she wanted to do was thoroughly throttle Accalia. The Haflinger's ears were pinned back with anger, and she began to approach, but each step that she took made her move to circle her opponent.
"After all... I'm sure your dear leader would appreciate the company."
Dutifully, Kasai followed, her sharp fangs bared as she continued to growl. The sound was nearly earth-shaking, a sharp contrast to the feline's young body. Despite that, however, Kasai was not one to be overlooked. Should Accalia accept this challenge, then it would be the white tiger's first battle, and already Romani could feel the bloodthirst through their precious bond.
Thick legs continued to move, walking in a wide arc around Accalia's body, sharp azure eyes watching for the perfect moment to attack. If Accalia tried to turn tail and bolt, well... Running wouldn't be that easy.
If she tries to bolt... Chase her down. Grab her leg. Rip it apart.' The order was given silently to Kasai, who flicked her tail in response. Romani was done trying to be polite with these idiots. They obviously didn't know what it meant to be a group, a family, and right now, Romani wanted nothing more than to rip their pathetic beliefs in two.
Silently, the golden-red Palomino came to a stop, to Accalia's right, waiting for the grey mare to speak. Would she accept this formal challenge? Or run like the coward she was?
[Wordcount: 406.
800 Word Limit.
Four posts each, Accalia can make the first move.
Magic and Companions ARE allowed.
Surroundings: The Edge at the Wooden Prison, midday with the sun shining. Despite the time of day, however, there is thick mists dancing through the air. There is a light snow upon the ground from the recent snowfall.
This is a continuation from this thread, where Romani made her challenge known - HERE! ]
There was a point in someone's life, no matter their level of discipline and grasp on their emotion, when they would simply snap. It wasn't their fault, of course, but the fault of those around them. And right now, the Assassins were doing a spectacular job of snapping Romani's carefully hidden temper. How dare she just waltz into their homeland, thinking nothing would come of her? A fool. This Assassin-bitch was the epitome of a fool, and Romani was going to make the grey mare rue the day that she thought joining the pathetic band of Assassins was a good idea.
"What do you say, Assassin? If you're such a threat, wanting to steal the Edge and make it your home... Why not test your strength against mine? Or maybe you can do us all a favor and simply surrender." Romani's words were dipped with poison, as right now, the only thing she wanted to do was thoroughly throttle Accalia. The Haflinger's ears were pinned back with anger, and she began to approach, but each step that she took made her move to circle her opponent.
"After all... I'm sure your dear leader would appreciate the company."
Dutifully, Kasai followed, her sharp fangs bared as she continued to growl. The sound was nearly earth-shaking, a sharp contrast to the feline's young body. Despite that, however, Kasai was not one to be overlooked. Should Accalia accept this challenge, then it would be the white tiger's first battle, and already Romani could feel the bloodthirst through their precious bond.
Thick legs continued to move, walking in a wide arc around Accalia's body, sharp azure eyes watching for the perfect moment to attack. If Accalia tried to turn tail and bolt, well... Running wouldn't be that easy.
If she tries to bolt... Chase her down. Grab her leg. Rip it apart.' The order was given silently to Kasai, who flicked her tail in response. Romani was done trying to be polite with these idiots. They obviously didn't know what it meant to be a group, a family, and right now, Romani wanted nothing more than to rip their pathetic beliefs in two.
Silently, the golden-red Palomino came to a stop, to Accalia's right, waiting for the grey mare to speak. Would she accept this formal challenge? Or run like the coward she was?
[Wordcount: 406.
800 Word Limit.
Four posts each, Accalia can make the first move.
Magic and Companions ARE allowed.
Surroundings: The Edge at the Wooden Prison, midday with the sun shining. Despite the time of day, however, there is thick mists dancing through the air. There is a light snow upon the ground from the recent snowfall.
This is a continuation from this thread, where Romani made her challenge known - HERE! ]
The True Soldier Fights Not Because
He Hates What is in Front of Him,
But Because he Loves What is Behind Him.
