07-21-2016, 07:33 PM
ANDRAS
Son of Archam X Morigan
Andras stood before another stallion, today as the day he would learn exactly what a battle is like. The young equine who was just barely a stallion stared at the other who was much wiser and older than he, who had traits he could not pick out. The horse had an almost identical build to Andras, although Andras was taller, but height wasn't everything. He scanned over his opponent who stood awaiting Andras to attack, he was of a sooty color with some scars on his shoulders.
He took in a deep breath and gazed over to find the stallions eyes, it was about mid day and the sun was high in the sky beating down on there backs. A casual breeze came by every now and than, providing shelter from the harsh sun beams. It was in the moment that he exhaled that Andras stepped forward, he broke out into a gallop and strode directly towards the stallion, he lowered his horn aiming at the center of his chest but pulled up and diverted quickly to the right. He attempted to make some sort of distraction by doing so, he cantered a circle around the stallion before making some room between them. He gave a snort as he glared to the older stallion, yes Andras was young and had plenty to learn, but that did not mean he was an easy target.
Yet again Andras bolted forward for the stallion, he was not directly centered and was on the right side of the stallion. As he passed by him Andras turned his head looking at the stallion and lowering his head so his horn was now at the level of his stomach. He attempted to scrape his horn down the stallions stomach, from shoulder to rump. Once he passed the stallion he gave a whinny and continued to canter a circle until he was once again in front of him.
Let Go Of The Thoughts That Don't Make You Strong
Andras
2
Horn
16 hh
Warlander Hybrid
Bay Roan Appaloosa
OOC: Sorry this is short, I'm no good at opening battle posts:p
@[Romek]