guilt is a secret waiting to break
The sun’s rays scorched the earth as the day reached the hottest point, the sky cloudless and azure. The grasses were soft and green, flourishing in the bright spring that was melting the snow away and bringing the promise of new life.
It was this day that saw a herd of elk traveling, the massive bull pausing as his cows continued. His chocolate eyes surveyed the land, catching horses in conflict. Conflict was something he knew well… he had recently battled for this herd of cows and nearly lost the battle against a younger bull.
A pair of mares caught his gaze and he flicked his ear and let a bugle color the air. He could smell the fury emanating from the darker of the two as she stared into the sky at something that was soaring above the battle. Something had caused the ebony mare to be in a rage… Shaking his heavy head, the bull turned and followed his harem into the trees and out of the range of danger.
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A mare charged across the battlefield, ears flicked back and teeth bared. She was ebony, the color of night and sin. Blue eyes sparked with fury as she took in her opponent, desiring nothing more than the destruction of the heavy silver dapple Champion. The Harpy Eagle that was the Champion’s bonded let loose a call and the soot hued mare snarled and narrowed her eyes.
“Are you using your overgrown songbird to spy, Champion?” She seethed, striking out with her forelegs in an attempt to land a blow. The mare was furious, feeling like she had been targeted by the silver dapple mare (and like she failed that she was caught at all). As she traveled through grass past her opponent, she leapt into the air to try to hit the eagle as well.
Taking a few loping strides, the small mare (who was quickly starting to feel like an animal trapped in a cage) turned to face Katniss and the coming attack. Each of her heartbeats came more wild and feral than the last, and her legs were trembling at the rage she could see in the Champion of Battle. But she still managed to sneer once more, knowing that sorrow makes them all weak, and lunged forward again with a battle-cry on her tongue.
--because a battle-cry fell so much easier from her lips than a secret.
It was this day that saw a herd of elk traveling, the massive bull pausing as his cows continued. His chocolate eyes surveyed the land, catching horses in conflict. Conflict was something he knew well… he had recently battled for this herd of cows and nearly lost the battle against a younger bull.
A pair of mares caught his gaze and he flicked his ear and let a bugle color the air. He could smell the fury emanating from the darker of the two as she stared into the sky at something that was soaring above the battle. Something had caused the ebony mare to be in a rage… Shaking his heavy head, the bull turned and followed his harem into the trees and out of the range of danger.
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A mare charged across the battlefield, ears flicked back and teeth bared. She was ebony, the color of night and sin. Blue eyes sparked with fury as she took in her opponent, desiring nothing more than the destruction of the heavy silver dapple Champion. The Harpy Eagle that was the Champion’s bonded let loose a call and the soot hued mare snarled and narrowed her eyes.
“Are you using your overgrown songbird to spy, Champion?” She seethed, striking out with her forelegs in an attempt to land a blow. The mare was furious, feeling like she had been targeted by the silver dapple mare (and like she failed that she was caught at all). As she traveled through grass past her opponent, she leapt into the air to try to hit the eagle as well.
Taking a few loping strides, the small mare (who was quickly starting to feel like an animal trapped in a cage) turned to face Katniss and the coming attack. Each of her heartbeats came more wild and feral than the last, and her legs were trembling at the rage she could see in the Champion of Battle. But she still managed to sneer once more, knowing that sorrow makes them all weak, and lunged forward again with a battle-cry on her tongue.
--because a battle-cry fell so much easier from her lips than a secret.
@Katniss is trying to serve her court. The mare before her had been caught fleeing from Denocte not long after the fires, and it has taken Katniss almost too long to find the possible spy. But when she finds her the mare is full of righteous fury and each of her steps drips with a guilt that only the body can betray. Katniss knows that she must defeat her to find the truth of why the mare was fleeing her home like the devil was nipping at her heels.
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