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Nightingale
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Date Posted: 16:28:18 04/16/02 Tue
Author Host/IP: 152.163.206.179
In reply to:
Unruley
's message, "->" on 15:13:35 03/11/02 Mon
Femme fatale whirls, a green-edged blur, a streak of ebon, as she seeks to elude the attacks. Many she succeeds in doing so, including the ram and the buck. She yanks her head away fron Unruley's biting teeth, and although is bitten by Unruley, wrenches away from the opponent's grasp before the seeking incisors come anywhere near the jugular. A smirk spreads 'cross the mare's features at the buck which would automatically defeat a redblood. She is no redblood, and Unruley was a fool to attempt an attack meant for one. And yet there are some unavoidable attacks, such as the buck to her barrel and the bite to her rump. The mocking laughter means nothing to h e r, for her temper is nonexistant. A mere fight to Unruley? A breath taken to Nightingale. Overconfidence of opponent is noted. She breaks away and circles; without warning she charges, whirling just before contact and ramming Unruley rear-end first, then whirls away again. Vicious incisors sink into the other's flesh, oh-so-close to the jugular. She breaks away, then flings a buck t'wards Unruley, not pareticularly caring where it hits, as long as it hits. Quickly she regathers herself after the buck, then whirls. Head streaks in like a striking serpent -- is it a fient? By the time a counterattack or defense is made, t'would be known, and before then impossible to tell...
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