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''we're going down in flames, hey!
Topic Started: Mar 10 2013, 11:38 PM (416 Views)
ƒierce
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i've not yet begun to defile myself.
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The Warmblood Hybrid strode confidently into the Battle Grounds, dark nostrils flared as the soft skin quivered in searching for scents. His dark brown eyes wandered the bleak landscape for the right place to do battle. As he wandered, the black varnish fewspot located what he deemed to be a fit choice. The ground was flat, not too sandy or brittle, and not too hard. It would be ideal for charging and turning sharply, so at least his hooves wouldn't fly out from under him. There were no large obstacles, such as logs or rocks for the two stallions to leap over or dodge. And it was devoid of trees and any other foliage. The stallion nodded to himself, his regal head moving up and down in the action, arching his muscled neck. This would do.

His mother had often told him that his sire had dwelt within the borders of Crystal Barrier, and Draconian could only assume her tales to be true. There had been a masculine scent in the Barrier that was far older and staler than that of the stallion whom the fewspot had challenged. Shaniko, his opponent, had a few mares and quite a few foals, but Draconian wasn't interested in taking the females or manipulating the children. It was the land he desired. He refused to meddle with tainted stock. Mares that were already bonded with his opponent were of no use to him. He needed mares that were willing to stay, not ones pining for another stallion. Children were also of no use to the Warmblood, unless they were the progeny of more important enemies, of which he had none so far.

The fewspot would wait patiently in the Battle Grounds for three days, no more, no less. THis would give Shaniko plenty of time to arrive and begin the battle.
tonight the sky's alive with lizards serpentinedraconian . male . neutral . warmblood hybrid . black varnish few spot appaloosa . 16.3 hands . morte x daire . no land
Edited by ƒierce, Mar 13 2013, 11:37 AM.
ƒierce   (adj.)   ferocious; bold; intense; dauntless
if i am chaos, then you are the storm inside of me
Aura | Fatale | Harlem | Phalaenopsis
Shikari | Shtriga | Vervain | Vitae
Carnivean | Finnigan | İskender
Lir | Martyr | Sonste | Thames
28 || adoptions -- log -- mare plotting -- to do list Asylum | Flannery | Hoarfrost | Israël | Magdalena | Rivulet| Salvatore
Sears | Stheno | Tribulation | Vermillion -- ( up for adoption )
Hollow | Ristian | Sémillon -- ( potentially adoptable )
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ƒierce
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i've not yet begun to defile myself.


The challenge is now active as of March 13.

ƒierce   (adj.)   ferocious; bold; intense; dauntless
if i am chaos, then you are the storm inside of me
Aura | Fatale | Harlem | Phalaenopsis
Shikari | Shtriga | Vervain | Vitae
Carnivean | Finnigan | İskender
Lir | Martyr | Sonste | Thames
28 || adoptions -- log -- mare plotting -- to do list Asylum | Flannery | Hoarfrost | Israël | Magdalena | Rivulet| Salvatore
Sears | Stheno | Tribulation | Vermillion -- ( up for adoption )
Hollow | Ristian | Sémillon -- ( potentially adoptable )
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The bay roan tobiano strode quietly into the Battle grounds. He had never been in a real battle before, but sparing with his brother gave him some ideas. The stallion was only about 15 hands tall and smaller than most stallions he came across. He wasn't a twig though. He was stocky and well muscled. Shaniko encountered the scent of the stallion who had challenged him and moved in that direction at a walk. The six year old was in no hurry and not about to use his energy for anything but the upcoming battle.

The stallion arched his muscled neck and moved confidently. He knew how to fake his way through anything. The half arabian's sculpted head sported one glass eye and one completely brown. The pinto patches of his body were all various shades of bay roan. Shaniko's winter coat had shed and now his body was sleek and handsome. The stallion's gaze landed on his challenger. He younger stallion had chosen his field well. There were very few obstacles for the two to avoid. Shaniko came to a stop twenty feet from the Warmblood. "You must be the one who challenged me. I hope you know what you are getting into. What are you fighting for?" Shaniko could tell that this stallion was younger, possibly the age of his own son.
Stallions

Corr, Shaniko, Rangle, Nightwing
Mares

Nakoma, Mexico, Hadley, Shaquita,Zaltana, Dawn, Flare, Nala, Blair, Quartni,

Foals
Harmony (born July 31 2012), Aislinn (Born Oct. 26, 2012), Marvel (Born Oct 27, 2012), Catori (Born Sept. 22 2012), Bouron (Jan 10, 2013)


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ƒierce
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The few spot stallion watched as the older male approached. The tobiano was older and shorter, which would give Draconian a double advantage. But, if the tobiano had been in battle before, he would have experience. His dark optics briefly looked over the form of the elder stallion; he had no scars that Draconian could see, but that didn't mean that Shaniko didn't have experience in battle. Shaniko stopped about twenty feet away, a good decision. The space would allow plenty of space for either of them to charge. "I am fighting for your land. I want nothing of your mares." The younger stallion inclined his blazed face upward, not arrogantly but in a confidant manner. He wasn't a hesitant yearling. He was a stallion, and Draconian would have to act like it.
tonight the sky's alive with lizards serpentinedraconian . male . 2 years . n/a . warmblood hybrid . black varnish few spot appaloosa . 16.3 hands . morte x daire . no land
ƒierce   (adj.)   ferocious; bold; intense; dauntless
if i am chaos, then you are the storm inside of me
Aura | Fatale | Harlem | Phalaenopsis
Shikari | Shtriga | Vervain | Vitae
Carnivean | Finnigan | İskender
Lir | Martyr | Sonste | Thames
28 || adoptions -- log -- mare plotting -- to do list Asylum | Flannery | Hoarfrost | Israël | Magdalena | Rivulet| Salvatore
Sears | Stheno | Tribulation | Vermillion -- ( up for adoption )
Hollow | Ristian | Sémillon -- ( potentially adoptable )
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WELL SWEET MOTHER TERESA ON THE HOOD OF A MERCEDES BENZ

Shaniko has failed to respond within the time limit. Draconian wins by default.
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