katha88
Familiar Face
Olde Herd
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Post by katha88 on Nov 14, 2014 6:58:41 GMT -5
Lukan and Arturo where galloping next to each other, as the spotted bachelor ran down the hill again and moved farther east towards the city. If he would reach the city, he might be lost to them. Arturo's speed slowed and Lukan strode ahead, "Lukan get after him, I can't follow his speed but you might" he called out of breath. Sweat covered, foam was building up where the skin rubbed together, his nostrils flared as large as they could get.
He wasn't falling behind much, but he couldn't keep the speed with the two other horses and he hoped dearly that Lukan could keep track of the bachelor stallion in front of them. Shall the city cougars eat you, damn it!
Arturo boiled inside, he wanted to tear off the bachelors face as he raced over the snowy wet ground. He shouldn't get out without a scratch and somehow, a little evil string inside him wanted to have a bloody battle, oh he lusted for a fierce fight, digging his teeth into the soft flesh of his opponent, showing him how strong a horse of Olde could be. Wiping off those smug smirks of the bachelors when they saw their defeated friend coming back from his adventure on the Isle of Olde. Those self-aggrandizing bachelors, a deep hatred boiled up inside him and he put energy into his strides once more. They almost reached the city when Arturo closed up to Lukan again, "we have to get him now! We have to reach him. Try to get to him, bite off what ever you can reach!!" Arturo yelled panting and pushed his friend, he might have more reserves than him, he could manage to reach out and at least injure that racing horse. Did he really think he could get them off that easily? If Lukan could at least get his teeth in once, they had a much better chance at tracking him and if the unicorns allowed it, he might even get an infection and die of it. Everything was better than loosing a bachelor intruder unharmed, because they had strength but no speed.
(gooo Lukan get him  *cheer cheer* *waving pom poms*)
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Post by sapphiresquire on Nov 30, 2014 21:21:07 GMT -5
(Ha ha!  ) All Lukan could manage was a slight nod at the other stallion's instructions, every breath coming out in force with his strides and his heart pounding almost painfully against his ribs. Narrowing his eyes he stretched farther with each step, hooves thundering against the ground as he fought to gain on the Bachelor. He did not know what kind of horse he might be personally, but past experience and a fear for what might happen told Lukan the only solution was to drive him out whether he was the worst or kindest of that herd. While he didn't particularly want to resort to violence, a littler battering an intimidation could do the trick if he managed to catch up. The old remains of the city loomed in the distance; losing the Bachelor in there would be a nightmare he was determined to avoid and so lowered his head to pick up speed, pulling away from Arturo and beginning to close the gap between him and the gray horse little by little. Concern for the herd, especially the mares and young ones, drove him on until he was close enough to see the sweat on the stranger's coat. "Stop! Stay where you are!" The knight bellowed, making his voice sound as commanding as possible though he was unused to speaking at such a volume. |
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Post by corruptpudding on Dec 4, 2014 21:33:05 GMT -5
What a strange horse. Snake thought, casting one sly yellow over the mud-colored stallion galloping alongside him, struggling to keep pace.
Snake merely cast a malicious,sidelong sneer at the larger stallion, white teeth flashing. Did he really think some pompous Olde horse shouting orders would have any affect on him? He was a Bachelor, he didn't take orders from his kind! Snake would have liked to pull forward, to extend his stride and leave the other equine to eat his dust, but that just wasn't possible. He'd reached his peak. He was tired from running for so long and the new surroundings were taking a mental toll. If anything he was slowing down! The appaloosa realized what it had come to. There was no way he was able to outrun theses brutes! He heaved a sigh of relief as they stampeded into the ruins of the Old Island. Now was his chance! He intended to take the brown stallion by surprise and then dart of to hide in the looming ruins. With a rush of adrenalin he swerved sharply away from his bigger opponent and lashed out with his hindlegs, hopping to catch the stallion with a hoof. Bucking and snorting, he kicked up the muddy snow surrounding him, feeling the cold seep through his fur and chill his bones.
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katha88
Familiar Face
Olde Herd
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Post by katha88 on Dec 5, 2014 13:46:36 GMT -5
Arturo didn't believed his eyes and ears as he heard Lukan bellow at the Bachelor stallion who simply sneered at the knight and took off with a kick and buck and raced into the Olde city.
A gush of fear and fury swept over him as Lukan got regulated by the smaller horses hooves, getting snow mud splattered against him. It was enough, he had to take his last reserves to get to the Bachelor, he had to take him down, if he would loose him in here, they would be lost.
"LUKAN!" Arturo jelled as he strode towards his partner, "are you insane? Go and get him, we have to bring him down, NOW! It's a Bachelor, what are you thinking!!" Arturo took his last reserves, letting Lukan stride forward had given him some power back and he was going to unload it now. His powerful legs grabbed for more ground to cover and he thundered towards the city, he ran past Lukan and jumped over a fallen tree that lay right in the middle of the broad street they where running down. His lungs were burning, his skin wet and flaked with white foam, had he ever run this hard? For a short time he remembered his race with Guntram, how he had taught him a lesson and how Arturo had almost spied out his lungs after that. Now he would soon have the same feeling, as his lungs seemed to string tighter and tighter together, it was like it didn't wanted to get in more air and his muscles started to get stiff and sore. Soon his muscles would suffer from overacidification. He counted his strides, he tried to figure out how many strides were left until he could finally reach the Bachelor. He struggled as his legs moved his body towards the swift Bachelor stallion, the only advantage they had? Arturo knew the city pretty well and as long as he wouldn't try to hide, he wouldn't get away, so he followed the stallion with confidence, even if he knew that his body was giving in a big deal. Arturo weaved skilled through the piles of debris that he knew too well and suddenly he had covered enough ground, he was right at the Bachelors flank.
Both horses were breathing hard, their lungs piping from the effort, their skins covered in sweat and veins were standing out prominently under the skin. He had made it, he had him here. This was probably their last chance, so Arturo leaped at the hip of the Bachelor, thrashing his jaw wide open onto the bachelors flank. With a crunching sound his teeth locked around the skin, everything happened so fast. He didn't knew if he was pushing or pulling, if his body slammed into the Bachelor or the Bachelor slammed into him, but something happened.
(ouch D: )
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Post by sapphiresquire on Jan 14, 2015 11:54:13 GMT -5
Lukan gasped in surprise, swerving away just in time to avoid the worst of the blow from the Bachelor's hooves, catching one in the shoulder just enough to bruise later - in addition to a good deal of mud and slush splattered all over the side of him. His pace faltered as Arturo rushed past him, shouting as he went. All he could do was grimace and kick back into step to follow the other stallions, long strides still carrying him along quickly though slower than before. "I was going for the non-violent approach!" He called back, thinking now that might not have been the best idea in their current situation; it was his go-to strategy unless he was dealing with something that couldn't be reasoned with.
The muddy stallion turned his attention to Arturo for for a moment, concern for his companion rising; Lukan was starting to tire himself racing at a full out gallop as he was, but he would have been able to go on for hours more at a gentler pace. Whatever they did now, they had to stop their intruder as quickly as possible before either of them hurt themselves. With the ache in his shoulder seeming to subside, Lukan pushed forward, weaving so that he could pull up on the Bachelor's other side, aiming to cut down his chances of escape.
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Post by corruptpudding on Jan 16, 2015 23:36:00 GMT -5
A dark shaped loomed into Snake’s peripheral vision, slamming into him before he had a chance to shy away. A sharp, excruciating bolt of pain exploded along his flank and he staggered, a high-pitched scream tearing its way up his throat. His vision blasted into a kaleidoscope of confusion and blurred movement. Legs and hooves and damp earth whirled all around him. He balked for a moment and tossed his head in discomfort, clearly distressed by his current position. The second guard finally caught up, pressing in on the opposite side. He was done for. Snake clenched his teeth and narrowed his sickly yellow eyes in determination. But he wouldn’t go down without a fight. Sweat was rolling from his hide in rivulets, dirty snow sloughed from his spotted fur, and blood welled endlessly from his new wound, sprinkling like a crimson rain upon the melting snow banks. He swallowed, his muscles shaking with the effort it took to lift into a rear. Probably not a good idea to expose his belly but at least he might look intimidating looming over his mammoth-sized captures, if only for a moment. His hooves met the ground with a heavy thud, and he revved back into action for as long as he could manage. The mud kept sucking at his hooves and making any amount of his usual swiftness impossible. His opponents, however, were like heavyweight champions. They didn’t need to rely solely on speed in battle so long as their strength was intact. He whipped his head from side to side, biting anything his teeth managed to snag. Hooves lashed fiercely as he attempted to hit his enemies in a blind fury. He couldn’t turn his back on one to face the other for long for fear he’d be crushed from behind. He hoped he hit home enough times to dissuade them, but he knew in his gut the odds were not in his favor. He squealed vehemently, flinching away from any bites and kicks returned to him by the brutish contenders. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally buckled, labored breaths heaving from his nostrils as he sank to the ground in a kneel, the mud sucking mercilessly at his grimy, blood covered legs. He lifted his head and glared with pure, fiery hatred at the lofty stallions staring down at him, daring them to finish him off.
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katha88
Familiar Face
Olde Herd
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Post by katha88 on Jan 20, 2015 4:27:34 GMT -5
„You will learn, what it means to step on our lands, Bachelor.“ Arturo spat with disgust, before he thrashed his hooves into the appaloosa. They indeed, were all at their limits, their muscles overworked and their bodies drained, but the adrenaline pushed them, their loyalty and love for their herd gave them power. Lukan and Arturo fought the Bachelor and he had no chance to escape them, they were skilled fighters, strong and swift, dealing out blows and bites. As Arturo jumped at Snake again and grabbed his neck, pulling on it like a dog but the Bachelor wiggled free squealing and struck back with a sharp bite, right onto Arturo’s sensitive nose, the skin split open and blood started to seep out of the scratches. Grunting, Arturo shook his head and blinked, a bubbling pain trailed up is forehead but the Bachelor before him was finished. He sank to his knees, Arturo would have loved to kick in his skull, one well placed kick and it would have been the last the Bachelor had seen. Though, Arturo kept it together, merciless he stared down at the Bachelor, arrogant and confident. They had succeeded, the Bachelor wouldn’t go anywhere from here. „I hope you learned your lesson, next time you step on our lands, we are going to kill you. We will spare your life this time.“ Arturo narrowed his eyes, his gut clenched, something about this Bachelor said him to finish him off. He probably should kill him right now, but they weren’t barbaric as the Bachelors, they wouldn’t step down on their level.He looked to Lukan, they were heaving, their coats soaked by sweat and slushy snow and their muscles were trembling visibly. „We are going to lead him back towards the forbidden forrest, he has to cross the water and we are going to wait there, until we can’t see him anymore.“ Arturo’s face was even more serious then before and snorting he stared down the Bachelor stallion who crouched miserably before them.OOC: (you could give him a big thing on his flanks and were Arturo grabbed him at the neck  I would say we soon finish this. We are going to lead snake towards the coast and close this up, what would you say? I am going to draw a little picture and put it up into the group )
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Post by sapphiresquire on Feb 3, 2015 4:05:27 GMT -5
All in the name of making their point stick, in order to protect the herd, Lukan reached out to snap at the Bachelor's flank, biting hard enough to bruise but leaving the skin unbroken. With the stranger's wild flailing he felt enough blood had been shed on his behalf, and what blows he did deliver himself would leave marks surely enough. This was the part of the job he hated, but had to be prepared to do; everything about tearing down a weaker horse felt wrong to Lukan and against his nature, forcing him to think of all the damage the herd of fierce stallions had done to his own, and might still do if horses like this scout got away from them. Still as he looked down at the mud and blood streaked horse, it was only in the back of his mind and the lowest pits of his stomach that he felt hatred and anger boiling towards him. Instead the knight's emotions were dominated by pity for him and a desire to see him on his way for all their sakes.
"You know he won't be coming back here." The dark stallion said to Arturo, but looked into their captive's eyes as he spoke, hoping to drive the point home. "Come on then. On your feet." His voice was unfamiliarly gruff and commanding at that moment, but still he half crouched and leaned over, helping to nudge the weakened stallion to his feet.
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Post by corruptpudding on Feb 19, 2015 22:46:22 GMT -5
These Olde horse's just kept getting stupider and stupider. A real stallion would have had the guts to kill him. To finish the job once and for all. But these weren't real stallions. That much he was sure of. They allowed the weak, the old, and even mares to bear ranks equal to a stallion's as a knight, guard, or advisor. They worshipped fairytales for goodness sake! Unicorns were only found in foals' tales and nothing more.
They found strength in mercy? He saw it only as an excuse to keep thier hooves clean and save them the trouble of cleaning up his remains.
He did not openly protest to thier decision, however. He would like to keep his head intacked, thank you very much, though he wasn't so inclined as to humiliate himself by begging. He was just lucky they had offered was all.
He caught his breath before staggering unsteadily to his hooves, swallowing the pain that racked his worn, tattered body.
He hid his discomfort behind a cold, emotionless mask. He was strong. He had survived his X and lived to adult hood on his own cunning and resourcefullness. He wouldn't allow these pampered Olde ponies the satisfaction of hearing his scream or seeing him flinch anymore.
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katha88
Familiar Face
Olde Herd
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Post by katha88 on Mar 25, 2015 4:44:50 GMT -5
// Finished
I think that's a good last post to close this up, anything else would be rambling :3 Thank you guys for this great rp! It was so so much fun <3
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*cheer cheer* *waving pom poms*)
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I would say we soon finish this. We are going to lead snake towards the coast and close this up, what would you say? I am going to draw a little picture and put it up into the group