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Demon disliked the day.... ever since his time with Lana'thel he had become more use to the darkness, plus he suspected his eyes were better suited to it. In the day they didn't quiet glow the same which left him appearing blind to anyone who saw... useful enough he supposed, it always gave him a slight advantage when another simply assumed he couldn't see. It was a tatic that had even allowed him to get close to a target or two in the past. Still... he was free of Lana'thel, and wanted to make the most of both day and night.

That said, the only reason he was out today was because he was hungry. He hadn't managed to find enough food the night before which had left him hungry, and finally the growl of his stomach and the ache of emptiness had gotten to him. Still, he wasn't pleased about being here today.....

....that was until his eyes saw something ahead. An Angeni? He blinked, and then blinked again for good measure. But sure enough it was an Angeni. With four mighty wings upon its back. He recalled one of the many brutal lessons Lana'thel had given him on strength and training, she would often state that Angeni's were born with a strength that others couldn't compete with. Interesting. He smiled... perhaps today wouldn't be the disaster he had suspected after all.

Unlike at night Demon found himself at a disadvantage, the Angeni was stood in a field, there were no or few shadows around him that Demon could blend into and even fewer trees that would allow his coat to merge with them. Darn... he would have to be direct, something that jaded him. He had learnt a long time ago that cheating and taking every advantage he could usually secured victory, and Demon liked to win.

So, with a determined swagger he moved towards the other, his teeth shining due to the snarl that was peeled on his face. Today.... today he would learn if Angenis were really the stuff of legends, or if they bled just like the rest of the world. Already Demon suspected the latter.

Demon had to admit that he was impressed that the Angeni had senced his presence, it was an instinct few had. Now that he was closer he could make out that they were roughly the same size, though both appeared to have muscles in slightly different places -probably due to different routines and terrains. His eyes did a quick surveillance of his 'opponant', tall, lean, white pelt to the point it almost seemed to glow, yellow hair and a ribbon that didn't look too different from his own..... four wings and... a unicorn tail? Would the addition of unicorn blood effect his strength as an Angeni? Demon had heard that unicorn and Angeni blood mixed well... did it make them stronger? For a Kalona to be strong they needed to keep their line pure. Purity was key, but still Demon had no intention to have children.... ever.

His white eyes caught the roll in the others, and he snarlled his own eyes narrowing. He was a fool to attempt to dismiss Demon so quickly.

Without even a moments more thought or hesitation Demon lunged forward, kicking off the ground with as much force as his rear legs could muster.... his wings helped to keep balance, but it didn't matter, he had no intention of staying in the air for long... his target was currently grounded.

He smiled, his teeth flashed, he could almost smell and taste the Angenis 'pure' blood.

Attack Roll
1- Demons attack misses.
2- Demon manages to strike the Angeni with his front legs, but not with as much force as he had intended.
3- Demons attack misses, and as he lands he nearly trips on one of the ribbons around his body that had fallen slightly loose in his short flight.
4- Demon gets in a sold blood with his head (headbutt). His horns doing some damage.

Demon growled as he nearly tripped on his ribbons... stupid things, he wasn't even sure why he wore them. It was meant to be a sign of the males in his family... their Kalona blood making the text glow on the magic garments, of course in Demon's opinion the material was simply very reflective and would pick up on the soft glow of any light.... including the glow from his eyes. He snorted as he turned to face his opponant once more.

The fact that the Angeni had the gall to mock him spoke volumes about his character... he held no love for Demon or his breed, that much was evident from the tone of his voice and the way his muscles had flexed under his flesh as realisation took over his face. To Demon that only made this all the more interesting... after all, he disliked Angeni as well. He may not have met one before but the fact that they exsisted was enough to piss him off... anything that was that 'good' was surely a fake and pointless to the world. The world was darkness, theft, lies...... even in the day when the light shone there were shadows, if anything the brighter the light the more shadows were left in its wake. It was interesting to consider that by these Angeni's being so good they actually left more evil in their wake.

He smirked with duel purpose as his opponant stumbled and the thought of this pure creature creating darkness without realising it took hold in his mind. Now it was his turn to taunt, "I could say the same for you." The words were almost purred.

Without another word Demon tried again... this time he was sure he would have better luck.

Attack roll
1- Demon completely misses Alex and instead his hoof finds a soft spot in the ground that causes his foot to get stuck for a moment while he tries to pull it back out.
2- Demon gets in close to Alex, looks him in the eye with an evil glint before headbutting him hard and pushing himself backwards by placing his hooves on the stallions chest first.
3- Demon strikes out with his wing, but misses his opponant... only catching the end of Alex's hair ribbon before it fell back into place.
4- Demon slams his tail into his opponants side, the spade catching Alex's wing slightly as he pulled it away again.

[[OOC: I think the dice hates me lately XD.... another miss.]]

Demon grunted, throughly ashamed that he had managed to find what was most likely the only weakness in the ground in this area.... typical that his large build would cause it to collapse. He cursed as he worked it free with a desperation to move.... he could already see the white stallion approaching.

Too slow to move completely the Angenis lion tail whacked him across the knee joints with enough force to cause them to buckle, he was only just able to catch himself before they slammed into the ground to do extra damage.

Pulling himself back to his all fours he yanked his leg with with a rage..... the other stallion had now struck him, and despite Demon's efforts he had missed. That was just not right..... then a thought occured to him, could this stallion be one of the whispered Angenis that had a power? Interesting..... if he was something like the Angeni of Battle Demon could see himself respecting him.... at least a little bit, and of course he would never admit it. Either way... how could he win if his opponant was always forcing him to miss?

He growled low, even angry now.

Demon wasn't one for playing by the rules... but this idea sounded underhanded even to him. With no words to exchanged he.....

Attack roll
1- Demon rears up and brings his legs down hard, however he manages to miss Alex and only causes the ground to shake.
2- Flings himself forward, using his wings for balance, as he headbutts Alex hard.
3- Brings his spade tail round for an attack but misses, he continued to move it from side to side as he accessed Alex.
4- Moving with a speed few expecting from Demon he slams his body into the Alex's side.

[[OOC: Ok... this just really isn't funny now! =( three misses in a row! Demon looks like a wuss.... *pets him* there there, its ok, we will get a turn soon!]]

Demon moved with a grace and ease that most would have been shocked at from his breed.... but still, all that training and forced survival had taken its toll on him. Of course, there was still room for improvement..... something Demon had plans to eliminate, he wanted to unmatched in speed and strength.

A smirk and a half chuckle covered his face as he turned to watch his opponant skid after he missed him.

It really did seem that the Angenis were just like any other breed.

Attack roll
1- Demon charged at Alex but missed at the last minute, only his tail glided onto Alex's form and with not power since he had not been planning to use it. (miss)
2- Demon rears up and slams his hooves hard on Alex. (major)
3- Demon strikes out with his wing, but misses his opponant... only catching the end of Alex's hair ribbon before it fell back into place. (miss)
4- Moving with a speed few expecting from Demon he slams his body into the Alex's side. (minor/intermediate)

[[OOC: WOOHOO! Finally, an attack that actually hit!]]

The Angeni's inaction surprised Demon, he had left himself open with his last strike... a foolish move but at least he finally had managed to strike his opponant, he wouldn't have been able to look at himself in the morning had he not. Still, the Angeni paused.... or was hesitated a better word? He smiled, it seemed the good had their own disadvantages. Something that Demon was pleased did not effect him.

He....

Attack roll:
1- Moved to headbutt Alex but couldn't get enough momentum for the move this close.
2- Moved to headbutt Alex and found skin, the horns on his nose piecing flesh.
3- Demon tried to swing his body around to slam into Alex but was unable to.
4- Demon swung his tail with as much force as he could muster before he struck Alex with it.

[[OOC: Another miss XD I see a pattern here!]]

Demon growled in frustration, the noise rumbling and echoing around him all the way to the tree line in the distance. He hated looking the fool, and after failed attack after attack it seemed he was disgracing himself more and more. Unfortunitly the misses were doing nothing for his temper, which would probably do nothing for his aim although it would triple his determination. If he could have his way, in this moment, he would kill this imputent creature for treating him like nothing more than a colt resently out of their mothers embrace.

He saw a blurr of movement through his grumbling mind and reacted to move, however it was too slow.... a strike slammed into his shoulder, tossing Demon back and slightly off balance, it took all his strength and weight to stop him from stumbling to the ground. His hooves digging deep into the ground causing great wounds in the earth. He growled. His glowing eyes narrowing as he flashed his long teeth and snapped in frustration.

This was NOT how he had forseen this encounter. Weakness should be punished with death, and should he continue to be the weaker of the two then it was his death that should be granted in order to right the balance of nature. Survival of the fittest.

With that in his mind, determination bubbling and sending him into over drive Demon....

Attack roll:
1- Spun around, sending dirt into the air as he pushed off the ground and took flight. Once in the air he looks for a point of advantage so he can plan his attack.
2- Headbutted Alex, the horns striking a solid blow as they rip into his flesh.
3- Lowers himself closer to the ground, his tail flailing from side to side as a menacing growl erupts from his throat. His eyes take in everything about Alex, from his appearance to his stance. Perparing.
4- Moving with a speed few expecting from Demon he slams his body into the Alex's side, moving his tail around his rear legs in an effort to knock him over.