[PRP] (Nemesis & Discord)

[Tsunake]

His neck craned, teeth snapping on air as she again managed to dance away from him. This wasn't going like he'd planned, frustrating pulsing through his body, heightening his aggression to almost fever-pitch. Her almost coy statement touched a nerve within the big male, and bloodshot eyes narrowed to thin slits. Sharp teeth scraped against one another slowly, shrieking, before he lunged once more. Crimson horns dove and twisted for her chest while he used his body as an ebony wall.

What was he doing, toying with a lesser like this? She'd struck him offguard, was the only way he could logic it out; to think their race had fallen so far as to shamelessly procreate and create offspring like her! A bellowing roar rattled deep in his throat as he furiously lashed out at her, worked into a blind rage. To think she'd managed to piss him off like this... it only fueled his desire to end this now. No more playing. This would be the last rush.  

[Skye Starrfyre]

She pulled back quickly again, heart pounding at that narrow miss... And then she stumbled, loosing her footing as his hooves came at her, missing her chest and scraping down her leg instead. It hurt in a way that she had never felt before, blood now streaming, mingling with stripes.

A part of her wanted to flee but she ignored it, driven by her own rage and the whispers of injustice. She was not a 'lesser'. She was better... Much better than this...

Growling she tried to put weight on her leg so that she could charge at him, eyes snapping wide as it almost gave way beneath her. The voice stopped, overcome by a moment of panic as the shrill sound of a cry came from her throat. The voice tried to reassure her that she would be fine if she would just fight but she wasn't sure if she believed it or not. "No... NO."  

[Tsunake]

His nostrils were flared with fury, rimmed red and heaving while his snapping jaws were flecked with foam. How had she gotten the better of him? The stench of her blood began to choke the air, but that wasn't enough. No, no, she had insulted his pride, had all but slung mud onto the name of his family... Only her death could recitify such a grave mishap, and he would devour those ugly wings of hers like some sort of prize. Her high-pitched keen, her stumbling movements only drove him to further frenzy, and the stallion bellowed again, using his teeth like hammer blows rather than to pierce and shake her.

The unease that now gripped her rippled like hot, filthy spores throughout her scent and motivated him to keep him with his furious assault. He would cripple her, let her know just how foolish it had been to toy with him like this, just like he had meant to toy with her.  

[Skye Starrfyre]

She was not going to take this anymore; letting herself get beaten to death by a slathering idiot of a male just to prove a point. She was not someone's toy to be tossed around and chewed on until she broke....

Let go you whimpering idiot! She hated the other half of herself; hated everything about her even more so if she was going to drag herself into situations like this. You can not overtake a stallion in this state. Look! You've already let him disable you! You have already made yourself weak enough to let him finish you off. Go back into your corner and let me handle him... The last was cooed softly into her own mind, beckoning the weaker half of herself away so that she could keep them from dying. She would not let her family laugh over her bones because she was stupid enough to let someone else kill her...

She closed her eyes tightly for a moment; more against the mental assault than the physical one. Drawing back from the confusion and the pain she opened her eyes, glancing up once more at the stallion that had done this to her...

Her vision cleared, eyes narrowed as she looked at the snarling stallion standing before her. There was no unease about her anymore; caution, perhaps, at knowing the situation, but she was not afraid of him. He was no more than an over bearing self-righteous a** like her father.

"Must you keep doing that? Really, now, the snarling and gnashing of teeth is quite enough. I get the point." She smirked. "You're big, bad stallion and I've bruised your ego by not falling down at a single bite. I am no more disgrace to your 'race' than you are."

She tossed her head with a short laugh. "Do you truly think that anyone would be proud of you like this? There is nothing about this to take pride in. This is a disgrace to you that you've brought upon yourself, you know. If I am such a stain on whatever you feel I am a stain on then wouldn't it be better to let me crumple up and die in a ditch? What point is there in wasting your energy on someone who is already as good as dead? Take that pride of yours and go kill something that means something; kill someone who's actually a match for you... Defeating weaklings has never meant anything..."

She was lying though her teeth, but if it meant that she could get out of the situation then she could get out of it. Her pride would suffer none through survival. Words were, after all, cheap and meaningless most of the time.  

[Tsunake]

He'd have to be blind not to sense the sudden shift that had taken over the mare; from a very young age, it had been instilled within him to listen to his instincts. It was as though the brief sparkings of fear he'd encountered in the mare had shivered and died, frozen by this new, cool and composed creature before him. A sultry, stabbing purr drifted slowly towards him, and the big male narrowed his eyes. Did she really think that she could talk him into submission?

"I don't think that you do." Came the snarl, still laced with fury's edge. Finished? No, she didn't get the point--but he'd help her along. The haughty, maddeningly superior quality that her tone had taken on quickly spurred him into action, and, using his bulk to roughly smash himself up against the mare, Nemesis let his head snake downwards. Mouth wide, his teeth sank deeply into the pale flesh of her neck, tasting blood while he held fast. "You have no race." The stallion grated softly against her skin, eeriely calm despite the earlier temper he had wildly displayed. How easy it would have been to simply bite through her spine, and he made sure she knew it by slowly tightening his jaws.

He knew that she was just trying to confuse him, to manipulate him with a clever tongue and lies. His entire family had been brought up to use not only their strength, but their minds--intelligence was a valued trait. "I have no interest in killing you to better myself. That would be foolish." His words were thick, muffled by blood. He also saw no need to further explain himself; she'd proved that, though little more than a lesser, there was a cunning to her methods that he could not disregard. Had she not goaded him into losing his temper? No, she more than likely understood his reasoning, had she been paying any attention at all to his words.

A shudder rippled through his body before he gave her a savage shake, threatening to break her spine before he continued. "You'll remember me." She was too much trouble for him right now--he could easily snap her neck, rip her to shreds, but no. Nemesis wanted her to suffer. He wanted to plague her like her and others like her had stood like some damned, stubborn curse upon his race. Yes, he'd come back for this one, but right now, he needed to clear his head. Anger threatened to make him kill this insufferable wench right now, and he knew very well that he'd regret not being able to teach her a few, important lessons before her eventual death.

"Wallow in your own filth till then." The stallion spat, lashing out fiercely with a front hoof to kick her away from him as he released his jaws. His wings flared out and beat strongly, kicking up stinging winds of dust even as he launched up and away into the skies, leaving her quite alone and wounded. She'd wanted him to leave so she could escape? Very well... but she'd be the prey he silently stalked through the shadows and ripped apart, piece by piece until there was nothing left for her to sustain herself on. No pride, no mention of self-worth, nothing. He would see to it that she would be ultimately destroyed.

(Possible fin? xD)