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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    Archam
    #2
    Archam
    Warlander
    17 hh
    Bay Roan
    No traits

    all of us have a hero and a villain in us

    The broad stallion was always finding himself in trouble, his arrogant attitude led him a life of arguments. He could not find it in himself to back down in an argument in fact he would often times instigate them. That is where he found himself today, ready for a fight, in fact he was looking forward to this battle as it has been a while since he was in one.. He looked at the gray stag before him, he was much smaller in size compared to Archam, although size was not everything. Archam had learned that when he was younger in age, and cockier than he should have been. He knew to watch out as the ponies were fast and harder to strike with the size difference.

    Archam gave a snort in anger, his eyes showed fury. He was slowly dancing around the pony, thrashing his head around showing he meant business. It appeared as the stag before him was waiting for Archam to initiate the fight, and he had no problem doing so. He stood to a halt and launched his front legs into the air, standing on his hind legs he buckled his front knees and swayed his legs back and forth in a punching motion, he gave a loud whinny, enough to echo in plains around them. He came flying down attempting to hit the horse in the neck with one of his hooves. Slamming down on the ground, ripping the grass beneath him up only to leave the moist mud hidden beneath.

    After landing Archam quickly turned to the right attempting to dodge any possible moves to come from the pony. It was nice to see a horse in these lands that did not have wings, or horns, or powers beyond him. This fight would prove to be fair, and Archam only hoped to come out on top. The stag lunged back in approaching the stag again, this time he quickly threw his head towards the stallions stomach, hoping to rip a chunk of flesh off. He stomped his left hoof on the ground throwing grass shards everywhere. He backed up waiting to see the damage he had done. His heart was now beating, the adrenaline was running and he wanted to tear this pony apart.

    archam


    i tried! hope it was decent!
    @[Brynmor]


    Messages In This Thread
    Archam - by Brynmor - 03-22-2016, 03:38 PM
    RE: Archam - by Archam - 03-22-2016, 06:11 PM
    RE: Archam - by Brynmor - 03-23-2016, 02:49 PM
    RE: Archam - by Archam - 03-27-2016, 09:20 AM
    RE: Archam - by Brynmor - 03-30-2016, 02:15 PM
    RE: Archam - by Beqanna Fairy - 04-08-2016, 11:13 AM



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