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Date Posted: 21:40:37 11/27/02 Wed
Author: Leuscious
Subject: Watches stallion
In reply to: Unknown 's message, "*Response*" on 08:52:43 11/27/02 Wed

My battle scars have long been forgotten. I have fought a many a year. Today, I stand before you and address you in a formal challenge. Yet I stand before my now assigned King. Would he wish me to fight? I can feel my inner spirit even though my wound teeths now. The power and passion to obey reigns me, yet I cannot contain my demon. My hooves stained with many foes blood. I have fought and won against the minions of darkness. In exchange for death, I give blood. Through a flurry of confusion, I shall begin to live again.
With an undying silence, the echoing plains of the tarrish black wasteland (much resembles a Tim burton effect har har) echo no more. As the two stand dial to dial.
Leuscious steps backwards, her muscles tense as she takes in a deep breath. Only moments away from meandor and absolute torment to the Gods.
Finally, as a bolt of lightening cracks the charred air, her long powerful legs slice through the air with a dual set of offending razor sharp hooves. She rears again emitting a fierce war cry. For her father too, had been bred into a fine line of murderers and killers. And just like her father, a she-bitch, thine would be.
Cutting though the earth behind her, she bears her teeth and charges the mare at full speed and lashes out. Perhaps she would be punished by her king for such an outrage, and to thy king's blood. But she-devil had assulted and offended he. There be no pulling out of it now. She'd begun the fight and only her king could pull her out. Fierce warrior clamps down on opponents neck. Long fangs pierce hide o' she and can feel the blood run warm through her mouth. Slicing through again she assaults with her powerful legs. Wound not weakening her only spurring her on more.

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