There was a throb within the beast's core; a tingle that reverberated through his hollow bones that whispered to him incessantly- you've not fought in a while.. don't you want to? It encouraged his desire to annihilate and made his muscles jerk with anticipation. Behind velvet lips, his mouth watered at the delectable prospect of a battle, his teeth itching to latch onto and tear into supple flesh.
The dense forest begins to dissipate as he moves in a southerly direction, towards the quickly approaching cliffs. Once the trees had stopped, an ocean breeze chilled the air marginally. A ways ahead were the cliffs that fell sheer from the ground with no warning, towering ramparts of stone that glinted navy and dull crimson in the slowly rising sun and continued along the east and west coast above the jade ocean whose waves perpetually crashed against it. It looked treacherous with its sheer curtains of solid rock in which bits of stone winked lazily at any fluctuations of light.
Halting at the edge of the cliffs, only inches from the steep drop, his eyes watched the crashing waves far below before sweeping the area beside him. Catching sight of a golden babe only a short way away, his brow furrowed and his tail writhed aggressively. He did not know her, but there was a sort of.. quality about her that resembled a mare he once knew. It only took him a few seconds to make an irritating connection: this was the mare's daughter- he saw the resemblance very easily now. From the gold, black, and white that decorated her body, to the more minor details such as the marking on her cheek, she mirrored her mother in many aspects. There was a bitter taste in his mind as he remembered encountering her with a draft, who he could only assume was the father.
She was draftier looking than he was- a peculiar mix of her mother and assumed father. And though Ferro deemed she was attractive, he perceived that her body was not one acutely made for the art of close-range fighting. He doubted she would be able to move and act quickly, for he'd never truly seen a draft be able to do that. With this information, he decided that close-range combat would be the way to go so she would not have the time to move and prepare attacks. Yet still, he did not underestimate her. It was very plausible she had trained herself to be lighter on her feet, with swift reflexes and movements. Additionally, she could have magic, which had always played a tremendous role in whose favor the scale tilted.
Despite the uncertainties of who she was and how she fought, he confidently began trekking towards her, his massive body swaying back and forth with every step, his blocky skull hanging low and his wings tucked firmly into his sides. She stood perpendicularly to him, facing the cliffs though by no means dancing as close to the edge as he had been. It is only in a few steps that his stride lengthens and he begins trying to move in her direction quicker, a fluid canter carrying him across the land with impressive speed. Harmless black fog begins exuding from his feathered tail, hanging in the air for a few seconds before dissipating, summoned because of the immoral thoughts that flowed through his head. As he attempts to near, he attempts to aim his sharply-pointed horn at her ribs and lungs, his nostrils flared and a poisonous look in his icy gaze. His pace only quickens as he tries to barrel into her and puncture her flank, his body braced for the impact should a connection be made.
OOC; Skylark gave me permission to have Ferro see + attack Kiada in the first post <3
word count; 622/800
move; 1/3
summary; ferro notices kiada and tries to charge towards her and then ram his horn into her side.
setting; sunrise, an small expanse of flat ground with cliffs on one side, forest on the other.
Rainforest Cliffs
Kiada v. Ferro
