as chance lashes forth with her fore limbs, she is already in retreat and the blunt objects fly furiously, skimming the surface of broken's sholder. perefial vision allows the golden she-beast to watch chance as she retreats. when she reaches her safe destination and turns to watch chances next move her body becomes tense, chance was coming towards her. adreniline surges through her body, and her hind end drops, ready to pivot and evade harm if nessesary, it proved to be void for its orginial purpose, but useful in others. much like a reining horse would, broken jogs her fore legs around her planted hind end in order to keep a clear watch on every move her raven opponet made.

now chance came forward, but broken held fast, and observed as chances hind legs rose to meet her, but she had plans of her own. the little stocky silver mare rose minutely, letting her forelegs lash out. pain shot through brokens right foreleg, for despite her comeback chance's attack had not been in vain, one of her hooves had nicked the thin skin on one of her fores, which was now trickling crimson liquid. in her own retaliation she manages to lash out a bit on chance's hind legs, her first attack. not much of one indeed, just a combonation defense and attack, it worked. vocals bubble as her eyes momentarily glance at the damage. it wasnt bad, but it stung, oh how it stung and the thin skin did little to protect her. it would probobly be brusied or swollen following the confrontation, but for now it was ok, her movement would not be hindered with it, simply painful.

the yellow tinged lady watched her enemy retreat, favoring her right fore just a bit, her crania is shaken, pain must be forgotten for the matter at hand must be delt with. she came forth, blood now rushing from the slice in her foreleg with the action. chance two was in movement as she had made an immediate retreat. coming within close range, broken swings wide to avoid flying hooves of the leading racer, then dips back in as chance slows her pace. brokens final stride was more of lurch, in which she aimed for the onyx fairy's barrel, ivories barred, and fore legs risen, leg jutted forward towards ribs, while right remains tucked up, ready for what was to come. as she lashes forth with her left, broken proceeds to fall upon chance's side with her right sholder, hoping to knock her off balance as well, just as a finnishing act. it was less gallent that expected and after slamming into the mares side broken lost her blance when she hit the ground, the pain and force to much for her right leg and staggered a moment before she regained herself, muscles twitching causing her body to tremble, and her sides heaved, staring from where she stood just meters from chance, the battle was near finnished. below broken dropped tiny bits of crimson, mixed with the product of such adreniline : sweat. this made the injury look much more serious as the mixure let the blood hue spread through her golden leg and onto the pale pink and black marbled hoof beneath.

BROKEN
mare of damante
mother of ramadan