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[j u d a s;;]

Name judas


Nickname none


Breed arabian


Gender stallion


Age 6


Color white


height 16.0


Type normal


Image comming soon


Example Post this is a smaple from a character of mine, stormrider.

storm took in a sharp breath, gathering what had just happend. he had given a sharp, powerful kick to his front shoulder and had spilt enough blood for the other to be in a good amount of pain. the look in his opponent's eyes, if only for an instant, prooved that he was right. storm watched the stallion, the mass of bulk still intwined. jubilee reared and lashed out at him, his hooves bluntly impacting his ribcage. strom let out a brutal, threatining call, he would not lose to this stallion. he could still attack, two more times. he could use this to his advantage. but now his side was bruising and sore, his flank bleeding. the wound began to scab, dried blood forming around the opening. storm was numb to the pain, he would have to be. all these years he was numb, from the torment and riddicule. he wouldn't let it get to him, he was not that foolish. he picked his head up, eyes narrowed with hate. he would win. he had to win.

by this time, stormrider had already managed to retreat a distance from his opposing stallion. he stood facing him, he would not take his eyes off of the male. jubilee's rear was turned towards him, his head cocked slightly to watch from an angle. his green eyes watched as blood trickled from the wound on the other's shoulder. it was deep, deep enough to show him that he was not one to bluff. he would bring everything he had to the table. his home and family was to important to him and he would not go out like this. storm took this time to think. he would need to plan this next move out. he only had a few more chances to take him down. the muscles in his side ached, ribs battered, flesh twitching. he had blotted out the pain with thoughts of what to do next. he had to be smart, he couldn't do anything that would do minor damage. he needed to hurt him as badly as he could without killing him. he would try anything.

a rough snort blew through his nares, dried blood caked around his wound. he glared at him, mind racing, reaching out for anything to help him. the stallion moved, quickly and swiftly, each beat through the numbed pain at him. the agony pulsed, but he ignored it. he galloped towards jubilee, but he knew better than to come at him from behind. he circled aroun him, and came from the side. his head bobbed as the gap between them closed. just before he reached him, the stallion reared, just high enough to put all his weigth and strength into an incredibly fierce blow. his solid, battered and torn hooves crashed hard and fast into the stallion. he aimed for anything that would do a good amount of damage. hooves contacted with such force that a wave of shock trained even though himself. the opponent had been hit, hard. he had pin-pointed the other right aboce his shoulder, where his neck, spine, and ball socket came togther, his hooves had hoped to dig deep inbetween them, pulling somthing appart. his teeth lashed out in the smae attack, hoping to tear him. this hopefully would weaken him enough for a final blow.

he had one attack left on his side, and he would wait to see the damage he had done before choosing what it would be. strom quickly made his way from the other, but not to far this time. the next attack his opponent made, he would dodge. he couldn't let him strike again, it could be a fatal move. the stallion drew in sharp, painful breaths. his lungs and throat grew sore and raspy from the dry, hot air. the bronc blinked away the sand from his eyes, never letting them drift form his attacker. this battle would decide his fate, the fate of his mares. it would be life altering, for land was scarce and if he lost he would need to fight again and soon. he prayed that that would not happen. bosque was his land, he had rightfully claimed it. this stallion did not deserve what was his. he was to late to claim it for himself, but he was greedy and impatient. he would not have jubilee steal all this from him. no, he would not.

[Sequin]

accepted

[[[-Aurora-]]]

perfect for melody!!