Hero |V.S| Gypsy Dream

[hero]

Terms

*Winner will recieve the lands of Fenregard
*It will be a one on one fight. No others allowed
*No powerplaying, godmodding, etc.

Gyspy Dream may go first

[tori1996]

ooc: Ahem, if I may add something. No god modding/playing either.

Gypsy Dream's eyes darted toward the stones around. They were stained with blood from the countless battles fought here. She snorted. Unworthy blood... She thought. All she wanted was beautiful Fenregard. If this brute was unwilling to give up his land easily, he would never forget her or the way she took his land from him. The painful scars she would leave will always remind him of how he lost. She grinned. All of her old fighting techniques were flowing back through her veins once again.

[hero]

Hero
I'm Not Gonna Write You A Love Song

Flint falls hissed off the canyon walls as I moved forth. A slight wind sighed over my bod and I shivered in its warmth. It felt interesting being here for the first time. Kind of refreshing to encounter new lands and these much like my own. The red walls were cozy and familiar, though in a gruesome way. They reminded me of Fenregard and a faint smile changed my maw position for a second before it faded back into a serious line. Optics roamed only slightly as I took in the full extent of the surroundings. The sky was pure blue above my head and geese flew in wavering V's. I let a small sigh of contempt slip out of my vocals before returning my vision to what's ahead.

My mind dove and tumbled within my crania as my pillars took up an involuntary rythm. Black patches on my pelt caught the sun rays sending warmth throughout my body. Veins rushed with blood and renewing strength. Fenregard......my love. Thoughts whispered delicately in my audits. The image of the cream colored mare danced infront of my optics. A pain stung in my chest as I thought of her once more. This had been happening often but it was stronger than ever. I paused beside a small pool of water for a moment allowing my neck to bend downward. My muzzle paused just above the water line as ice blue orbs saw a black and white stag looking back at me. His face had a large scar down the middle and his features had taken on a dark and sullen look. An image of my youth came to mind and appeared next to the hellion in the water. His face was unmarked and bright, his eyes as bright as the sky instead of as dead as ice. Beside him appeared the palomino mare and the two looked so happy together. Hastily I came back to reality and dipped my maw into the water closing my optics as ripples widened into great archs, destroying the images.

Crystal clear water slid down my parched throat in cooling waves as I gulped it down greedily. After my thirst was quenched I raised my dial once more and looked to where I was heading. Nares flared lightly as I took in the scent of the mare I was to face. Gyspy Dream. My mind hissed angrily as my flints slammed into the ground. Dust rose in tan colored clouds as divets were left in my wake. Anger rumbled once more within my soul as I thought of what was going to happen. I had done nothing to anyone and this ignorant mare had come thinking she was the queen of Sheiba. God, what has gotten into the horses of today? Finally I saw her and I approached swiftly in an even pace. I faced her optics scanning, waiting for her first move. It was time.

[tori1996]

Gypsy Dream grinned again. This was going to be interesting. She decided to play it defensive. She circled him intimidatingly and whinnied hoarsely. "Are you going to fight or are you just going to stand there like a worthless coward? This is your last chance brute. You can either give it up or you can take it the hard way and leave with painful scars." She hackled. Gypsy reared up in battle in front of him and came down hard, hoping to pierce his skull. That wasn't as defensive as she wished. Oh well, something had to be done.

[hero]

Hero
I'm Not Gonna Write You A Love Song

She looked to me and I to her as we stood a few paces apart. She had the obnoxious and childish smirk on her features. It bugged me to no end, already my muscles constricting with anger. Gypsy may think she's all powerful but that's where she's wrong. She looked upon all others as beneath her status. Self absorbed as she was, her actions portrayed that she thought nothing could harm her and she could waltz by and get what she wanted. Well that's where she was wrong.

Words slice through the tension held air as her wind filled the air. "Are you going to fight or are you just going to stand there like a worthless coward? This is your last chance brute. You can either give it up or you can take it the hard way and leave with painful scars." Again her nose seemed to be turned upward and I prayed for rain. I prayed for it to douse the earth in its cleansing way and to drowned this ignorant whench. My pillars held fast as my soul snarled with anger. My thoughts drifted to a pair of wolves I had seen, siblings in fact. They fought ruthlessly over a piece of meat even though they were bound together as a pack. Weren't we all in a form of pack within the world. Weren't we all placed here in thoughts of having a large herd run and graze together. Dial moved back and forth as I shook my head. No. It wasn't because I could never live with the likes of some of these stags and mares. That's why I was going to fight to keep my land. So I could have a herd and maybe a family of my own.

Gypsy Dream's bodice suddenly rose into the air as she reared. Instantly my icey optics were scanning her every move. My mind shut down and went into battle mode. No. I would never sink to this level of ignorance. She seems like an intelligent mare, but her actions say otherwise. Quickly she came down in a striking motion and I tried to move but her daggers caught my shoulder. A slight pain ran through my left shoulder but I blocked it out. The rushing of blood brought me back into reality and I seemed to wake up. Alright. Enough thinking. It's time to fight, reflection later.

I grunted and instantly anger flared and powered my muscles. I felt somewhat detatched from my body as I became souly focused on the fight. I wickered angrily as I struck out at her large shoulder muscle. I saw the delicate curve right along the neck line the muscle bulging out slightly. My flints reached with great force out at the untouched flesh hoping to have a vicious impact. Audits laced themselves as my optics were sealed within a shield of rage and intelligence. Thoughts and plans cranked within my crania bringing back all the rules I had been taught about fighting. The first one was to never underestimate an opponent. Look upon them as an equal and it will alow you to keep your pride and thoughts from getting in the way. Already the mare had broken that rule.

Fight Posts: 1/4 Dodges: 0/1

[tori1996]

Gypsy Dream glared at Hero, her eyes resembling piercing daggers. She showed no emotion at the pain she had inflicted. This was not over, but with his lack of power and all of his "flash backs" he was having there was no way he could win. She swiftly attempted to dodge the attack, but moved too late. Instead her side was scraped bringing intense pain. Blood trickled down. It wasn't as horrible as the thought, but it was bad enough. She stepped back and dug hard into the cold soil. It kicked dust up through the air, making the area hard to see. Gypsy concentrated and imagined herself ramming into Hero, causing him to tumble down and break his neck on a few sharp rocks. Power and confindence surged throughout her body and she charged for him, hoping to do the same as she did in her imagination.

[hero]

Hero
I'm Not Gonna Write You A Love Song

Daggers feasted upon flesh for a moment and I could feel the familiar give. The skin parted revealing the raw muscle, its skin pure read. Blood covered my daggers as the came away and I couldn't help the smirk that darkened my features. Her bodice contorted in pain for a moment, yet my own features winced to. The attack had caused me a little bit of pain as well yet my soul kept driving my forward. Icey optics focused upon her movements as she came at me her bodice swinging with force. I could feel the blood slipping down my leg from my left shoulder. On that side I was no longer a black and white stallion but a black and red one.

I braced myself as she came and connected with my body. I stumbled backward as I felt my weight swing. My muscles screamed as my mind reeled. Form began to tip sideways et my pillars splayed themselves just wide enough to catch me. Stuck there for a moment I turned my dial to her orbs flaring within their sockets. I felt my pillars collect themselves quickly as I came forward. Whipcord lashed out and ivors snapped as I charge forward as well, yet I differed my attack. I slid to the side and reared up aiming to catch her back and slide down her side with my flints. It would tear her open good if I hit my mark and a few angry words slid forth from my velvet kissers.

Pain hurts...if only for a minute.

They lashed with venom and they were mostly meant for my ears. I wasn't even sure if the mare heard them but they weren't intended for her. No, I had to hear them aloud to drive me even further. They were spoken so many times, so long ago that just saying them seemed to give me strength. As my hooves came bakc to earth I side stepped a few paces and faced her. My right pillar curled itself about chest high and held for a moment. Nares flared out angrily as the sucked oxygen into my lungs. Then with a swing I brought it back upon the earth allowing gravity to multiply its force. My whole legs zinged and vibrated for a moment and the cruel smirk was still on my maw. The blood lust was on me.

Fight Posts: 2/4 Dodges: 0/1

[tori1996]

Gypsy Dream ducked down quickly as his hooves were brought down. She tumbled out and was now under him, trappped. Although, that was a stupid mistake. His hooves came crashing down on her back anyway. She whinnied in pain, but shot herself back up with great force. She stood up and gazed at him in the eyes. He would not win this fight, oh no. More blood gushed out of her. She closed her eyes, trying to think of another move. It suddenly hit her and she glared at him. She again charged forward, but swiftly whipped herself around to face his side and neck. She reared up and brought her powerful hooves down in the direction of Hero. As her hooves once again touched the ground, a new power surged through her.

[hero]

Hero
I'm Not Gonna Write You A Love Song

Blood came with my daggers as the touched earth once more. My orbs carressed the new wound I had inflicted for a moment before I turned my focus back to her. Ice colored optics met hers and clashed violently, each displaying their own ambition. I shook my dial angrily sending my locks astray. Nares flared lightly and tried to ignore the filthy stench of blood but could not. It was everywhere.

Her bodice rose in strides as she came at me. Squaring my chest I watched and my pillars danced lightly as she came. I reached out snapping my ivors as I snaked my head around the ground as she stopped and reared up. Recognition lit up within my crania and a slight chuckle erupted from my chest. I had just completed this manuever and now she was attempting to match my stride. Her flints saught my neck yet only found the air as I slipped away. My pillars were moving in collected and short movements as I danced beneath her and just out of reach yet moving toward her chest. Just as she was coming down I aimed a nice shot at her chest attempting to send her tumbling away with my front flints.

I never thought you'd sink to the level of a copycat.

The words were in a bit of a pant as this was work on the body. My own pelt seemed weighed down with sweat and blood, I couldn't tell one from the other. A little bit of white foam was forming around my nares and everytime I breathed it brought moisture with the air. I coughed lightly as I removed the wet from my lungs in a gust of air. It flew out of my open mouth as I moved about ready for her next attack. I made sure I was not in a position where she would be able to try to copy my attack again. No, I wanted her to use her own skills and knowledge, not my own.

Fight Posts: 3/4 Dodges: 1/1

[tori1996]

"Have you forgotten it was my idea to ram into you in the first place?" Gypsy Dream grunted. She was not the only copycat in the area, he was. It angered her to think that he was so great and that he had not copied at all. She tried to shrug it off, but it itched her in the back of her mind. She wished she could order Dusty to attack while she needed it. Gypsy shook her head. She began circling him, thinking hard about which spot to hit. She spotted his backside. Her next move would be risky, but it could mean defeat toward him. She pawed at the ground. She charged for his backside once more, but instead of rearing up, she shifted all of her weight to her front and willingly dropped to the ground, ramming her weight into his hind legs. This was extremely risky.

[hero]

Hero
I'm Not Gonna Write You A Love Song

Her words merely bounced out of my twin harks. I no longer wanted to listen to her remarks because they just made me more angry. Instead I kept my cool and faced the mare. Nares flared lightly as icey optics glared in her direction. Pelt twitched lightly as the tension grew and snapped. It was like hot fire between us each in the wake of its horrific blaze.

Suddenly her bodice moved as did I. My pillars danced beneath me as she came on running to my hind end. I began to swing around just as she came down like a freight train. Her hooves met the hard well built flesh of my hindquarters. We were just equines though so her hooves merely pummeled me, not drawing any blood. Instinctively anger rushed through my veins pumping within the circulations. Instantly my neck bent in a beautiful ark. My dial tucked itself downward and up to my chest. Nares flared once more taking in her ugly stench to help drive more anger into my muscles.

Hindquarters bunched themselves together as I bucked. My front jumped upwards a little bit then as I came down I thrust my back flints outwards toward her. Locks flew with every powerful toss that came from my whole back out into the hip joints, then to my pillars. Each crashing thrust was more powerful then the last hoping to have at least once connect with the ignorant mare.

Fight Posts: 4/4 Dodges: 1/1

[tori1996]

Gypsy Dream managed a chuckle. He was too predictable. She tossed her body to one side, avoiding the attack completely. As she was moving, his leg hit her shoulder, but the rest didn't hit her and her shoulder was left injured, but not serious. She lifted her body and whinnied. Her eyes flashed from Hero to the ground under her. Gypsy's mane flowed in the wind, sweat dripping down her neck. Who had won?

Fight posts: 4/4 Dodges: 1/1

[Lugubrious]

Hero: 82

LunaSong: 81


Dang. I'm not even kidding. I did this three times. It came out the same each time, Hero winning by one point. Really close you guys. Hero is the winner. Sorry LunaSong. I'll update your land.

[Action]

ooc: So, did this include the winner takes slaves?

[Lugubrious]

Their agreement never stated that. I think LunaSong and Hero can work this out. =/