05-19-2018, 03:47 PM
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Takei cannot deny that, while he enjoyed the first round, he finds himself better suited for this round. Feelings of excitement and anxiety roll in his stomach; whether he would admit it or not, this is his first time on the battling field. He’s been paired with a Nerinian with bright, broad wings but even from a distance Takei can see the two are, physically, pretty evenly matched. His own body has sinewy muscle he’s built up over time while his oryx horns reach dangerous ends about 38 inches above him.
As Bristol takes flight, the tobiano also puts himself into motion. He travels at a collected trot, the perfect speed for quick movements, and moves erratically. His ears stay twisted toward his opponent while his eyes dance between the ground before him and her airborne body. He has just darted from a straight line into a right-hand circle when she drops and, thankfully, his eyes are on her. He’s already anticipating an attack at some point so, when she finally does so, he’s prepared.
As soon as Takei spots her wings folding, he pulls to a hard stop. Assuming she’s coming at him from behind, they should be at a slight angle (between 10 degrees and 15 degrees) due to her approach when he had been moving straight and then his sudden turning movement. Making use of his horns, Takei immediately throws his head up and backward while lifting on to his hindquarters to offer more height to his upper body. The act of shifting his weight backwards takes no time, as he has already moved his weight to his hind-legs in his stop.
Takei’s hope is to damage Bristol’s right side with his spear-like horns. In terms of distance, some minor calculations presume that the average back-length of a hybrid horse at 15.3hh is around 32 inches. Even with the angle of their positioning, Takei’s oryx horns should extend past the back region with their 38-inch-long structure. If his counter-attack is successful, Bristol could sustain heavy damage to exterior <i>and</i> interior organs. Not only could his horns pierce through both skin and muscle but also, depending on where his attack lands, any number of right-side organs — the right lung (though this is less likely, with the ribs to protect it) and the right side of the digestive tract are the most likely. Takei doesn’t wish to put his partner in life-threatening condition, thus he estimates on the distance he tosses his head back — enough to hit muscle, but not enough to damage important organs.
Despite the quickness of his thinking, the tobiano doesn’t go without his own injuries. In the process of turning, watching Bristol, and quickly performing his counter-attack, he doesn’t have time to completely dodge his opponent’s initial hit. Considering the angle of Takei’s body from his right-hand turn, Bristol’s hooves find purchase on his left gluteal — specifically damaging the superficial and middle gluteal muscles.
The rear of his counter-attack goes successfully regardless, because the time allotted between their movements doesn’t allow for the pain to fully reach him before he rears. However, as Takei lands with all four hooves on the ground again, the deep ache spreading on the left gluteal is felt immediately. There will be heavy bruising and tenderness to the location of her blow for a decent time after their mock, he’s sure. When Bristol lands, the tobiano is busy testing the severity of his injury, carefully putting his weight on his left hindquarter while keeping his attention turned toward his opponent, waiting for her next attack.
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word count: 598.
Takei cannot deny that, while he enjoyed the first round, he finds himself better suited for this round. Feelings of excitement and anxiety roll in his stomach; whether he would admit it or not, this is his first time on the battling field. He’s been paired with a Nerinian with bright, broad wings but even from a distance Takei can see the two are, physically, pretty evenly matched. His own body has sinewy muscle he’s built up over time while his oryx horns reach dangerous ends about 38 inches above him.
As Bristol takes flight, the tobiano also puts himself into motion. He travels at a collected trot, the perfect speed for quick movements, and moves erratically. His ears stay twisted toward his opponent while his eyes dance between the ground before him and her airborne body. He has just darted from a straight line into a right-hand circle when she drops and, thankfully, his eyes are on her. He’s already anticipating an attack at some point so, when she finally does so, he’s prepared.
As soon as Takei spots her wings folding, he pulls to a hard stop. Assuming she’s coming at him from behind, they should be at a slight angle (between 10 degrees and 15 degrees) due to her approach when he had been moving straight and then his sudden turning movement. Making use of his horns, Takei immediately throws his head up and backward while lifting on to his hindquarters to offer more height to his upper body. The act of shifting his weight backwards takes no time, as he has already moved his weight to his hind-legs in his stop.
Takei’s hope is to damage Bristol’s right side with his spear-like horns. In terms of distance, some minor calculations presume that the average back-length of a hybrid horse at 15.3hh is around 32 inches. Even with the angle of their positioning, Takei’s oryx horns should extend past the back region with their 38-inch-long structure. If his counter-attack is successful, Bristol could sustain heavy damage to exterior <i>and</i> interior organs. Not only could his horns pierce through both skin and muscle but also, depending on where his attack lands, any number of right-side organs — the right lung (though this is less likely, with the ribs to protect it) and the right side of the digestive tract are the most likely. Takei doesn’t wish to put his partner in life-threatening condition, thus he estimates on the distance he tosses his head back — enough to hit muscle, but not enough to damage important organs.
Despite the quickness of his thinking, the tobiano doesn’t go without his own injuries. In the process of turning, watching Bristol, and quickly performing his counter-attack, he doesn’t have time to completely dodge his opponent’s initial hit. Considering the angle of Takei’s body from his right-hand turn, Bristol’s hooves find purchase on his left gluteal — specifically damaging the superficial and middle gluteal muscles.
The rear of his counter-attack goes successfully regardless, because the time allotted between their movements doesn’t allow for the pain to fully reach him before he rears. However, as Takei lands with all four hooves on the ground again, the deep ache spreading on the left gluteal is felt immediately. There will be heavy bruising and tenderness to the location of her blow for a decent time after their mock, he’s sure. When Bristol lands, the tobiano is busy testing the severity of his injury, carefully putting his weight on his left hindquarter while keeping his attention turned toward his opponent, waiting for her next attack.
</div><div style="font-family: 'Cinzel', serif; color: #000; font-size: 18px; text-align: center;font-weight:bold;padding-bottom: 10px;text-shadow: 0px 0px 6px #b45b3d;">watch the mind run far away, way ahead of us</div></center>
word count: 598.