take me home. [any herd]

take me home. [any herd]

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06-24-2013, 12:27 PM

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HESTIA the fierce
Born of sweetness, turned sour, ventured neutral.

Tonka didn't want to watch a spar today? Well, fuck that. If he was a true leader he'd feel like participating in a spar right now, today. I guess he was so eager to take me home. So eager, it nearly made me cock and eyebrow. Was he scared I'd leave his group? Well, I'd need to see him battle, to settle my own tension. If we lose, so what? There guards would be down, and they'd think we were no match. If I had anything to do with it, every horse in his group would train in whatever they wanted, but also they would train in battle. If needed, I will challenge each and everyone of them, move up in the ranks, then boss them around again.

I knew we still didn't stand a chance. It was time the Assassins started going to each and every horse in the threshold. If they dared to kick me out for bossing them around, I'd join a herd. Was this plan simple? Fairly simple, indeed. "Tonka, it'll be a training spar.. if no one dies." I whisper so quietly it was probable Tonka might not have heard me.

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Let's play TRUTH or DARE.
Are you wimpy enough to decline?
I dare you to fight.
We are horses.
We were born to fight.

Her velveteen lips curled into a smile as she looked over at the direction Dough Boy was standing. She was blood thirsty and power crazy. Here's the thing about Hestia. Hestia is agile like a quick little fox, Hestia can fly, but she can also dodge, duck, dip, and dive. Hestia had a close friendship, one might say, with the art of war.

"Dough Boy is nothing to fear anyways." She retorted and tossed her head. Her grin had faded to her neutral expression. She was fully ready for this spar. Tonka, however, needed to also bug Dough Boy, or else he wouldn't be provoked enough.