BREAKING AT THE SEAMS
He charged and his horns met flesh. It was too easy. Raymond should've dodged. Something was wr-
There was a whistling and something split open across his flank, he squealed as pain tore through him a moment later. Raymond dislodged himself from Toro's horns, blood splattered his nose and right eye from the motion, half-blinding him momentarily. Toro stumbled backwards, sight shaky, trail of blood following as we went. It hurt. It hurt. It hurt. He wasn't even afforded a sharp inhale, it was impossible, and he choked on false ichor. The pale stallion desperately tried to blink away the blood from his eye, but it marred his vision and he saw only red against the world. He was dripping. His breaths were shaky and weak, and he looked across the dust at the red one - not the blood, the shiny, the red - and gurgled. "Fuck you."
Anyone would have said he'd done it to himself, he'd asked to fight, he'd used his horns, he'd asked to feel that blade ripping his flesh, but he was overwhelmed with pain and immaturity, so he blamed Raymond. Who gave you the fucking right- the words almost spilled from his mouth but died there instead. Toro wobbled on his feet. He expected a bumping of heads and maybe a bit of biting, not to be drowning in blood, not to be cut open, not even for himself to charge horns up; he never would on a good day.
This wasn't a good day.
Toro stood while he could, a few yards from Raymond. The cut was not so deep as painful, flank split but nowhere near the bone. It felt like it should be. He felt weak. Raymond was alright. Weak. Raymond was breathing. Weak. Raymond - blood spluttered out of his nose. Toro grunted. Vision wavered. He'd died standing if he had to. He wouldn't be the first to fall.
I'll get you for this.
"What I say,"
What I think,
Summary: Toro successfully connects his horns to Raymond's side. Raymond's tail cuts across Toro's flank. Raymond removes himself from the horns and Toro stumbles backwards. Toro struggles to breathe and remain standing but he continues to stare at Raymond from a few yards away.
Attack Used: 2
Attack(s) Left: 0
Block Used: 0
Block(s) Left: 1
Item(s) Used: n/a
Response Deadline: complete
Tags: @Raymond, @
