.I, Wild Rage, challenge unfortunate v'xen christened 'Space'.

.Notes of the other equids whicker dances towards venomous one's lobes, as they swivel forward to welcome the sound - optics train 'pon mare's form, whip snapping against hindquarters in silent manner. Bodice lowers, muscles contracting with each tense step taken, tendrils of ebon mane whipping against muscled neck with the passing breeze. Then, catching her 'prey' within her sight, brutale moves quickly - talons propell compact frame silently forth, as valkyrie descends quickly 'pon the unfortuante soul. Ivories clamp onto jugular, the other's weak movements to throw her off and detract her futile - keeping strong lock on windpipe, until the 'angel' falls to her knees, gasping for any type of oxygen available. Yet the snake-like one does not retreat - no, firm grip is held in place, for the other's heart still beat. Until unfortunate female lies still, breath no longer escaping nostrils, no beating movement heard nor felt - body turns cold, eyes glazed...

.i promise you it would be quick.

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