Battle Type: BATTLE
Prize: Exp and HOPEFULLY SOME FRIENDSHIP
Character #1:
Bonded: Nope
Magic: Nah
Armor: Nein
Weapons: No
Character #2: Seraphina
Bonded: Nope
Magic: Nah
Armor: Nein
Weapons: No
It had been too long.
Too long since the gold dusted mare had felt the heat of flesh against her own, the pressure that built within her frame as her muscles coiled and bunched with the effort of battle. Too long since the tang of blood and sweat filled her nostrils, since dust had settled in the scrapes and the lacerations - those timeless badges of honor earned upon a field most holy. Indeed, it had been months since the paladin had bellowed her summons to a challenger, screamed her defiance of darkness into the burning light of day.
Yet, now, as her golden hooves pressed empty half moons into the well worn earth of the makeshift arena, the shield maiden felt her chest swell with anticipation. She felt the warrior's heart that pulsed within her breast pick up a new pace, the beat of a war drum thrumming within those righteous veins. Breath coming quicker, amber eyes flickering with an almost feverish glint, the mare slowed to a stop near the center of the battle ring, the near constant clinking of her bangles falling away. Gold tipped ears swiveled about, raking the airwaves for the presence of another - for today she would spar one of her own people, draw the blood of a brother or sister in a baptism of violence.
They would both leave the arena battered and bruised, yet they would leave better, and they would leave united.
Heaving a breath, Eden tossed her head, gilded septum glinting in the early afternoon sun as ebony locs and a tangle of wildflowers floated up toward the cloudless azure sky for an instant before falling back to her skin with a familiar thump-and-whisper. It was an effort not to rear, not to stomp, not to give in to the battle rage that steadily built within the mare's core; for it had no place in a battle between siblings, between twin children of Solis, the light.
"Heed my summons, sisters and brothers of Day!" Came her bellow, the words ringing across the Steppe and - hopefully - across the attention of one of Solis' daughters or sons, "Let us do battle, let us worship beneath Solis' godly light."
No longer would she wait.
YAY IM SO EXCITED
