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Date Posted: 20:21:58 12/27/02 Fri
- Dub Sodality craven? She had much more admiration for those who knew when to stop further action then those that let their pride lead them blindly; besides, she had no desire to waste her precious energy in tedious skirmishing over nothing, no, she simply dropped her cranium in endorsement, yet in mid-action an aud detects a slight rustle at her rear, and was just about whirl about to confront the possible attacker, when she is hammered from behind. Instead of protesting the inevitable tumble, she pleats her appendages elegantly and thrusts herself in the same direction she is pushed, to get as much of a gap between her and her latest opponent as possible. Grinds teeth in exasperation- she had hoped the days of irrational combat were to remain in her past, but obviously it would not be so. A hoof is deposited atop her rips, yet a hind flexibly extends forward, bashing the others heel, while her teeth slash at her coronet. Unoccupied hind and both fore gain a solid hold in the packed snow and she impels herself away in the split second the other is unbalanced. Scrambles to her feet to crouch opposite of Aerial, ears laced to her skull, and jaws tucked to her chest. Tresses flay her posterior in frustration, yet that is the only sign of vexation. Her eyes are like arctic steel, luminous in the soon approaching darkness, her pelt alight with the swirling colors of the vanishing sun. Utterly silent, she wasn’t the egotistical type, really she couldn’t be bothered with boasting, simply just intolerant, opinionated, and bitchy; and let everyone who troubled her know ‘bout it. She had no desire to impress anyone, no desire to do much of anything but brood. But no, she had to be provoked. She could have guessed it wouldn’t take long for the hotshots to take their gamble against the “neighborhood bitch”; She never did seem to get a moment of peace... -
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†Hooves†
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