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 Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 7:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:25 pm
final posts leading into this rp [ Mialee ] His words surprised her. If the fall did not kill them both, would he not have killed her then, when she was at her weakest moment? "I would taste your blood if given the chance." She snarled bitterly at him. She watched as his wings came out, curious and wondering just what it was he was going to attempt to do. His laugh unnerved her.
And then it came.
His final attack perhaps? She let out a howl of pain as he slammed into her body once more, her lips curling up to reveal her glimmering white teeth again. But she was unable to retaliate to his attack, for his body slam had swung her away from him and into the path of trees and shrubbery below.
Panic came over her as she lost her cushioned body to use for the crash. She was angry she would not be able to slam her body into his as they struck the land. He was just out of her reach now, but she could still hear him, he ws still close enough for that. "Shades" she screamed. "It is very simple. The strong live and the weak die. That is the law of the land, of the wild..."
The mare flailed as she fell into the trees, losing sight of him now but she knew he was close. She could hear his body crashing in the branches. The trees decreased her own speed as her descent was close to an end. Branches broke beneath her, and some she missed entirely, being alot smaller then the stallion.
And still she met the ground with a hard thud, her body nearly broken. But she did not escape unscathed. she had scratches and gashes all over her entire body, larger branches had torn her thin black wings. Her legs were twisted, and one has a large gash from a branch that had gone through the knee.
But lastly she had not been so lucky. Her head struck a large stump, where a tree should have been ages ago. This knocked her unconscious immediately, leaving a large gash to the back of her head as she lay quiet and still. Alive, breathing, but now unconsciously battling for her life, her will fighting to live as her body tried to give up and succumb to its injuries.
Here, a secret , unknown battle was taking place and she had no idea what she was in store for next...... Paramekia Darkheart "You are wrong..." A weak voice drifted out from the shadows nearby as the struggling wind came into view, well aware of her unconscious form. Nevertheless, the elders had always said that they had a way to hear people even in sleep. "There is no truly weak being, with the exception of those who fail to recognise the strength in others." He continued, drawing in a shaky breath as he at last turned to glance at the warped wing.
It was enough to make his stomach churn...and his head was already light enough.
"Where others have weaknesses, there are those that will always cover them with strengths of their own. Strength comes from within." He shook his head sadly (causing a throb to move through it). "They are not of brute force, some of the strongest are those that just care." He finished and with that gave a gasp.
He had no intention of staying nearby, no intention of remaining where she may wake up. No, he wished to go home, he wished to sleep for an eternity of he could. Taking one final look at the unconscious mare, he at last began to stumble his way through the forest - his wing making a peculiar 'swish' as it dragged a long at his side.
However he was to find that he would not be alone in his suffering, for as he began to move up the slope that would lead the mountains he was greeted by the eyes of one so very familiar.
I am here. She mouthed and approached, the delicate yet knowing hands caressing the wounds along his face.
He would always stand by what he had said long ago to another mare - they rarely lived together but his human knew when he needed her and she always came to his side.
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