04-29-2018, 12:25 PM
There was not a moment of hesitation, a moment of recovery between them. Mortem is growing tired, he can feel it as his lungs burn and his heart races. Making up for his stature and lack of powers was draining him, he knew he’d have to slow down and save his remaining energy for a final attack.
Klaudius’ defense had forced the clown to move to avoid a hefty kick in the jaw. He is able to get away just before any damage is done. The power of his final buck had taken much of his energy, but had rendered Klaudius’ flight useless. As he proposed, the lavender male would have to fight him without the use of his appendages.
Mortem is still moving further away, contemplating what to do. If he turns and fights, there’s always the chance that he will be injured beyond repair. If he continues to flee, his opponent would have to make up for the distance between them, drastically compromising his stamina.
He is unable to think long however, as he hears the thunder of hooves behind him. A quick glance reveals the heavy armor that Klaudius bares along the base of his back and bulk of his chest and neck. Protruding spikes line the larger stallion’s forehead; a hit with those would surely would cause some damage.
Just as the lavender stallion approaches Mortem’s right hip, the clown jumps, thrusting his hooves beneath the other stallion’s exposed jaw. A miscalculation allows Klaudius’ longest head spike is able to jab Modicum in the thigh, causing a great amount of pain and forcing the clown to cease running. Blood trickles down his leg, pooling onto the dusty ground beneath him.
There is no more running, he must confront him.
Ebony legs turn, ice eyes gazing at Klaudius. He circles his opponent, sizing him up. If his armor was still intact, there would be no way for him to cause much damage with a direct melee attack. If it wasn’t, he could possible do some harm with a running start.
Mortem charges at him (as fast as he is able to with an injured leg), neck extending to grab at the tender, exposed muscle beneath Klaudius’ right forearm. The clown’s size makes this part of the larger stallion easily accessible, and there would be plenty of tendons to harm.
Sharp incisors grasp at his skin. Ripping a deep chunk of flesh and tissue from this spot would severely impair Klaudius’ movement. When he’s sure he’s caused enough damage, he turns to his left, trotting away from the larger stallion. He does not go far though, facing him again, preparing himself for his next attack.
Defense: Kicking upwards, beneath Klaudius’ exposed jaw. Klaudius’ spikes are able to strike him in the back right thigh.
Attack: charging Klaudius at a quick canter (he is unable to gallop), biting the tendons and muscle above his right knee. Moves away to avoid further damage.
My bad! My account didn’t switch over to Morty. xD
Klaudius’ defense had forced the clown to move to avoid a hefty kick in the jaw. He is able to get away just before any damage is done. The power of his final buck had taken much of his energy, but had rendered Klaudius’ flight useless. As he proposed, the lavender male would have to fight him without the use of his appendages.
Mortem is still moving further away, contemplating what to do. If he turns and fights, there’s always the chance that he will be injured beyond repair. If he continues to flee, his opponent would have to make up for the distance between them, drastically compromising his stamina.
He is unable to think long however, as he hears the thunder of hooves behind him. A quick glance reveals the heavy armor that Klaudius bares along the base of his back and bulk of his chest and neck. Protruding spikes line the larger stallion’s forehead; a hit with those would surely would cause some damage.
Just as the lavender stallion approaches Mortem’s right hip, the clown jumps, thrusting his hooves beneath the other stallion’s exposed jaw. A miscalculation allows Klaudius’ longest head spike is able to jab Modicum in the thigh, causing a great amount of pain and forcing the clown to cease running. Blood trickles down his leg, pooling onto the dusty ground beneath him.
There is no more running, he must confront him.
Ebony legs turn, ice eyes gazing at Klaudius. He circles his opponent, sizing him up. If his armor was still intact, there would be no way for him to cause much damage with a direct melee attack. If it wasn’t, he could possible do some harm with a running start.
Mortem charges at him (as fast as he is able to with an injured leg), neck extending to grab at the tender, exposed muscle beneath Klaudius’ right forearm. The clown’s size makes this part of the larger stallion easily accessible, and there would be plenty of tendons to harm.
Sharp incisors grasp at his skin. Ripping a deep chunk of flesh and tissue from this spot would severely impair Klaudius’ movement. When he’s sure he’s caused enough damage, he turns to his left, trotting away from the larger stallion. He does not go far though, facing him again, preparing himself for his next attack.
Defense: Kicking upwards, beneath Klaudius’ exposed jaw. Klaudius’ spikes are able to strike him in the back right thigh.
Attack: charging Klaudius at a quick canter (he is unable to gallop), biting the tendons and muscle above his right knee. Moves away to avoid further damage.
My bad! My account didn’t switch over to Morty. xD
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