05-01-2018, 04:19 PM
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She had always been as indomitable as the very fortress in which they housed. Unwavering, steel-like resolution rippled throughout maidenly flesh alight with scars, those fleshly fables of her warrior spirit manifest for all to witness her courage and fortitude. He could only stare in awe for a fleeting moment, that stricken emotion veiled behind his icy gaze as it traced over her defensive posture and he would release a slow, languid exhale pluming like a cloud of smoke from his nostrils. It seemed that with each fervid battle the bull-headed doe was one step closer to laying him on his arse, an idea that did not settle well within the warlord's thoughts. Determination, raw and unkempt, resonated throughout the rhythmic pulse of his breast as - like lightning strikes - he made the first motion of attack. Pointed hooves thrashed against the ground in harsh, piercing thuds as they broke through the shield of snow that protected the cold, frozen earth below. Many would consider it a hindrance but Senlian used the powdery ice to his advantage. With head low, he would feign a charge sliding to his side last moment sending the snow flying to hopefully serve as a distraction as he fully turned, hind-legs bolting out like a loaded spring, the hair-trigger eager to send his hooves to meet the soft, delicate contours of her girlish face. Senlian kept his head up for balance, front hooves planted firmly to prevent him from being toppled. |
Attack: Made a fake charge before sliding, hoping to use a spray of snow as a distraction before he'd try to hoof her in the face with his back legs.
Defense: Head risen and front legs firmly planted to keep him from being knocked over.