It appeared that she was not going to escape to safety unscathed, despite her best intentions. Her teeth had grasped flesh, but she found herself contending with Stark's chest rather than the shoulder she'd been aiming for. She also found herself faced with Stark's teeth in return as he took advantage of his position.
Dammit. Unable to duck or twist away quickly enough, she braced herself for the oncoming pain. He pressed downward, his teeth sinking into the crest of her neck, just below her mane. White-hot pain seared through her as he tore off a piece of flesh, blood spilling down her neck in rivulets. She staggered backward several steps to get away, her hooves slipping, just managing to keep her balance on the slick terrain. Her retreat appeared to have taken her to safety and kept her in their fighting circle away from the other gladiators. That part had gone according to plan, at least. She tried to curl her neck to examine the new wound for severity, but unfortunately, it was out of her field of vision and turning only made it hurt worse. She turned her head back, grumbling, and fixed her gaze on Stark again. Her eyes found the new gash that she'd opened on his chest. It looked painful, but it would not hinder any movements in that spot.
Unfortunate.She forced herself to move, even if it was in slow steps. Her ribs throbbed painfully with every breath, but she had to try and keep up her momentum. Stark had turned his head to follow her movements when she'd circled before, which seemed to confirm that he was blind in that eye. Unfortunately, she could not use that to her advantage this time around, as she was circling to his right instead. However, the old wound on his shoulder
was staring her in the face, just begging her to attack it. Well, she supposed she could oblige it now, couldn't she? She'd failed with the left shoulder, so she might as well try this one, just to be thorough.
She increased her pace, grimacing, each step sending jolts of pain through her bruised body. The snow was settling into the raw wound on her neck, making it sting even more fiercely. She'd probably carry a scar from it, though she didn't mind. Scars were storytellers and signs of survival. All great warriors carried scars. Her mother carried the scars that she'd gained during her own battles and Vojorn had been delighted to learn about each one of them. When Avitas got older, Vojorn would tell him all about the tournament that she'd fought in and exactly how she'd gotten this scar.
But enough reminiscing - it's time. Gritting her teeth, Vojorn circled back around to the front of Stark and then launched herself at him when she reached his right shoulder, assuming he hadn't moved. This time, she reared up and aimed three strikes at the wound in quick succession with her hooves, hoping to reopen it, deepen it, or cause some bruising. Her breathing was painful as she hung in the air, coming in quick gasps. When her hooves hit the ground again, she could not help the groan that escaped her. She didn't know if it had been a wise move to make given her condition, but hopefully she would be rewarded with the sight of a worsened wound for Stark.
Name- Vojorn
Breed- Appaloosa x Andalusian x Arabian x Appendix Quarter Horse x Paint x Shire
Age- Seven
Gender- Female
Height- 17.1 hands
Alliance- Unallianced
Health-
Physically: 65%
Mentally: 100%
Injuries-
Current round1. Three inch gash on the right side of her neck in the middle, just below her mane. Will bleed for the remainder of the round and leave a scar.
First round1. Hound's body collided with her left side. Moderate bruising.
2. Her right side collided with the wall from the impact of Hound's attack. Mild to moderate bruising.
3. Hound's first strike struck her in the ribs. At least one cracked rib and severe bruising.
4. Hound's second strike scraped along the top of her back near her shoulder. A shallow two inch cut with mild bruising. Any bleeding has stopped at this point.
5. She dropped to her knees to avoid his third strike. Mild bruising.
6. Hound's attack aimed for her chest hit near her hip instead. Caused three shallow cuts with mild bruising. Any bleeding has stopped at this point.
Hits- 2/3
1. Aimed a bite for Stark's left shoulder, hoping to impair his movement and mirror the wound on his right shoulder.
2. Aimed three strikes with her hooves at the existing wound on Stark's right shoulder, hoping to reopen it, deepen it, and/or cause bruising.
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Dodges- 0/1
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count 570
notes bahahaha
timeline avitas is a few weeks old, after she's been made lead of dark woods
tag Whisper "Speech"