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((Well I really was nowhere near you guys but if you want it that way then fine.))
Fresian mascu' reared high in the air and put forth anger, hatred, and strength so he could help Mischevial.
"Mischevial don't let her shut you down! I give you my strength and will power to conquer her."
He came clashing to the ground with a thunder. As he had turned his attention toward Msichevial and the fight beyond Secret had come clashing on his back. He fell to the rocky terra, he regained his strength and stood. Leg was pained but nothing serious. He then took anger on her
"I hate to go against my own mare, but you are a trator!"
He charged toward Secret head low like he would ram her, but he knew it would hurt himself but she wouldn't have time to think about that with a large bloke heading right for her. He turned almost immediatly before he reached her and sent a full power buck straight for her chest. She would not be able to block it or dodge a buck at such close range. My goal was to knock the air outta you.
He stood away and turned ready to watch her next move. His orbs just stared and watched her every move. He was one skilled for attacks and blocks. This was no normal horse he had been through many battles and come through. This fatale was nothing for him. He turned his dial and watched her closly. The only movement from him was his tresses blowing in the breeze. The defender could never see if a attack was coming or not because he had such still eyes yet he saw everything. Any horse with no battle skill wouldn't wish to take him on. He stood willows seemed to be inplanted in the ground for they hadn't moved once. He was fast, faster than any.
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