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grunt rumbled in her throat as the breath in her lungs hitched, her golden shoulder connecting with the center of the horned Crow's chest. Her aim had been true, but Raglan had been just as quick; like any of them, his training moving his body in a twist in an attempt to deflect her blow. His coughing shuddering in her ears as her lithe frame pushed into him, her body weight faltering as her little hooves trembled on air as she tried to regain her balance. Raglan's hooves kicked up a flurry of dust off of the cold, dry earth, a sneeze tickling her nostrils as soil stung her eyes. As he backed away from her, her knees locked as she pulled herself to stand, emerald orbs pinning her opponent in her sights.Mila! Glad you finally showed up.
The horned boy's face cracked into a grin, one that was equally matched by the mischievous smile that split open her soft lips in answer. An all-knowing, lethal smile, that tasted of poison and promised quiet violence. That was who she was; the silent tinker to her sister's loud, seductive -- and rather bloody -- side. Mila thought of this as she braced her muscles as best as she could, before Rags shot forward and charged straight for her headlong. Her orbs noted how his grin was forever plastered on his face, but she did not see how his left wing had unfurled until the great appendage had smacked into her right side. Away from her neck and pretty face, the blow knocked the air out of her lungs as his wing connected with her ribs, her balance tumbling sideways with the impact. Stupid.. letting yourself be distracted by a smile.
Mila berated herself internally for just a moment, cursing colorfully under her breath as she dug her hooves deep into the earth, steadying herself. With a heave she pulled herself upwards onto her hind legs, lashing outwards with her front hooves in attempt smack her comrade Crow. She would never admit allowed that she did so blindly; her annoyance showing through the quiet as she chuckled, eyes narrowing like jeweled daggers on the horned youth. Brother and sister in arms they were, and although she would protect him, fight for him, and do unspeakable mischievous things alongside him, Mila knew only one thing.
She would do everything she could to make sure she wiped that grin off his face.
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Summary: Annoyed little Mila is distracted by Raglan's smile, his attack hitting her true and knocking the wind out of her. She rears, lashing her front hooves out in attempt to hit him.
Attack Used: 2
Attack(s) Left: 0
Block Used: 0
Block(s) Left: 1
Item(s) Used: ---
Response Deadline: 4 November
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