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Subject: -v- Fierce and Swift -v- Author: Nightingale [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 09:32:34 02/10/02 Sun Author Host/IP: 205.188.193.184 In reply to: Liberty 's message, "->" on 19:14:48 02/09/02 Sat OOC: Fine! Two can play the invincible game! *hiss* You are SO gonna pay... Femme fatale dodges the redblood stallion's blows, and turns her attention to the new opponent. "Fool!" she hisses. "You dare to test my power? You DARE to issue orders?" Swiftly she turns on his, whirling, issuing a buck aimed at his chest. Just after her hooves contact flesh, she whirls. Weight is transferred to robust haunches, as she strikes out with lethal forelegs, striking blow after blow to his head. She then rears to full height, and comes crashing down upon the weakling. Swiftly she backs up, and charges the foolish steed, ramming into his barrel full-force. Swiftly she whirls and issues another buck, aimed straight at his head, then whirls again, to sink her teeth into his flesh. She breaks away, and turns to Radient, now crazed with fury. Swiftly she rears, and comes crashing down on the mare, and then whirls, issuing a buck to the mare's chest. She whirls again, and half-rears, striking at the mare's underbelly. Then she whirls again, and races away from the TT, sending a haunting, chilling call back to Malo: " Find me later. I won't be too far from here." And then she adds: "I'll be waiting..." Then she is gone from the territory. OOC: I'll be interested to see how Liberty comes out of that one alive... *evil grin* Dun mess with tha Nightingale. Wanna know her quote? "Friends may approach, for the Nightingale is a bird whose song is well worth listening to. But foes beware, for the Horned Owl is as much a bird of the night as the Nightingale." [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: -> Author: Liberty [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 18:44:15 02/10/02 Sun Author Host/IP: 209.240.222.130 He surley didn't nderstand the stranger, the blow hardly hurt his powerful body, he may have been a redblood but was almost immpossible to beat, the mare had left which ment she was to chicken to deserve her punishment for the blows so they had won against her for she had retreated, some blood flowed from the wounds but the sever pain didn't bother him for e was going to get Des as one of his mares. He felt foolih e shouldhave let the two mares fight but he wouldn't want his foal to be and alpha both dead. He countinued sending the sever blows into Malo's flesh and ripped at him costantly, He lowered his head bit his sharp teeth into his underbelly tearing at the other. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: death Author: Malo [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 23:18:21 02/11/02 Mon Author Host/IP: 205.188.193.42 Ghastly steed retaliated, sides heaving in recovery of the wounds. Empty raven orbs looked to Liberty, a moment in his life where the uncontrolable rage hid itself beneath the raven wings. Malo stepped slowly forth, thrusting his muzzle ahead of him. Black blood smeared in stains all 'pon the body. Liberty had put more on his mind than rape. He now wanted vengance, blood, death. The sweet taste of death upon his lips. Malo lurched forth, snaking the spanish head back and forth in warning. Auditives were pinned, eyes wide and focused. He stomped preliminaries and warnings upon the earth, coming nearer to this Liberty. His teeth lached on to Liberty's crest, tearing back and forth flesh. Hair clogged his throat, coughs and heaves as he regained his breath. Malo was immortal. He felt pain, but death could not come upon him unless the heart was stopped. He backed from Liberty, circling the stallion at a canter, confusing him. Rushing forth again, like an attack, yet Malo whipped by Liberty and to the mare Radient Wonder. He reared above her and crashed her skull, missing many times as his head was fogged from former beatings of Liberty. A worthy stallion, this redblood was perhaps the strongest he had matched, stronger than even himself. Malo continued attack on Radient, swallowing flesh and blood 'till his stomache was full. He kicked her jaw, battering the head and aswell taking beatings from her. As his ribs were caven in and blood stained even the ground he walked upon, his vision was cloudy, he kept fighting until an overwhelming sense of focus came about him. He turned out of the terra, retreating fast enough. Although too weak to gallop, Liberty was in the same state as he; for they had both been fighting. Let Liberty be satisfied that Malo was leaving, for he would be crazed to hunger for more of the battle. And although the 'retreat' pace was slowly, Malo doubted Liberty could conjure up the speed to catch him. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]