[Deleted]

Name- Kitchi Manito
Breed- American PaintxAmerican Quarter HorsexSpanish MustangxAppaloosaxArabian
Age- 5
Gender- Stallion
Height- 15.1
Alliance- Light
Health- 100%

if Kitchi wins, he gets Sunset Everglades. If he loses, he does not. Simple as that.

A slight breeze rustled the trees around them, causing the multi-colored leaves to break from its brittle branches and float along with it. The sounds carried on the wind, giving off an almost eerie tune for the battle ahead of him. Puffs of steam emitted from the stallion’s painted maw as his nostrils flared with adrenaline and anxiety. This is what he was born for; what he was molded for - and yet, it was something he dreaded. Guilt would ride his shoulders, knowing he was willingly facing off a lady rather than the stallion, who should have been defending his land and his lady. Given the circumstances, he couldn’t walk away. It wasn’t enough for him to have a sub-land that wouldn’t amount to much. One that could easily be overlooked if someone passed through. His intentions were good, his heart in the right place - but this felt wrong.

The cries and disbelief from the herd rang in his ears, “How DARE you, Kitchi!” It wasn’t personal. He had no qualms with this family. He did not know them. He simply wanted the land. These People were not targeted with intent. He had no reason to take everything from them aside from the fact that he saw an opportunity to gain a territory and took it. He wasn’t going to push anyone out. They could easily stay, and he could cut off parts of the land to them if that’s what they wished. However, it didn’t seem likely. If he were to put himself in their positions, he would probably feel the same way. Kitchi had felt the same way. Pushed away, cast aside, left to watch his family and lover fade away before his eyes.

He blinked his demons away and focused on the mare that had accepted his challenge. No, this would not be a proud day for Kitchi, but he would not back down from anything. He’d win the land and make a home for himself, and whatever family he built. “I don’t find pleasure in hurting you, miss. I don’t take pride in doing so, whatsoever,” he called out to the lady. To himself he prayed: forgive me, Creator, for what I’m about to do.

Standard 3 hits, 1 dodge
3 days to reply
1,000 word max roughly, no minimum

Fight Rules:
3 hits,
1 dodge,
3 days to reply

R0man Num3ral5

[R0man Num3ral5]

Name- Nitocris
Breed- Friesian x Gypsy Vanner x Shire x Vlaamperd
Age- 10 Years
Gender- Mare
Height- 18hh
Alliance- Unallianced
Health-
Physical Health: 95% - Missing a bit of her left ear (rape incident) and gave birth a week ago to triplets.
Mental Health: 95% - PTSD from Rape that happened when she was two years old
Terms- 3 hits, 1 dodge, 3 days to reply, 1,000-word max roughly, No Minimum. The winner gets Sunset Everglades

Nothing could cool the fire that burned inside the heavy draft damsel, not even the cool autumn breeze as it playfully tossed the curly tassels that cling to Nitocris' shapely neck. The stallion, Nitocris, faces today does not seem to realise what exactly is at stake here, for the herd that already calls Sunset Everglades home, since none of them would stay and call Kitchi their king should Nitocris fail. This was just one of the many things the black minimal overo draft loved about her herd, her family, always there for each other no matter what, but, it did sadden Nitocris with the thought that it would mean they would be leaving the very place they call home, just for her.

The Battlefield, one large barren land covered in desert-like sand and cracks that could fracture a horses hock should one not tread carefully, a dreadful place really, but, it suits its' purpose. Evidence from recent battles could be seen, scattered, all across the land and in some places it was more heavily marked than others. This is Nitocris' first time here, her first time fighting to keep what she owns with her mate and in an official battle, yet this was not the first time she fought off an attacker, a male one at that. Win or lose, Nitocris knew she would never forgive this odd fellow, one that claims to find no pleasure in hurting mares, and yet, here he was, standing in front of her with the intent of maiming and with the hope of taking away her home to make it his own.

“I don’t find pleasure in hurting you, miss. I don’t take pride in doing so, whatsoever,” Kitchi called out to Nitocris as she stood, staring him down, one and a half ears flat against her large skull and a nasty scowl on her face. 'Admit it, you're going to enjoy hurting me while you aim to take my home, otherwise, you wouldn't be here in the first place if you truly meant what you say. You would have chosen the peaceful way but instead, you chose violence. I hope you choke on your pride,' Tones laced with venom spewed out from Nitocris' velvety black maw, lips curling back to bare pearly white teeth as she refused to look away from the self-entitled brute. In truth, Nitocris did not think much of the male gender apart from a select few that call Topthorns' and her land home, as well as the males within her family. Half of a missing ear and scars that litter her body is a good reminder to not trust strange stallions.

Nitocris couldn't stand being in Kitchi's presence any longer, she wanted this battle over and done with so she could return home to her herd, her family, her babies. For a moment, Nitocris' heterochromia eyes of blue and yellow looked to the north, to Tulor Woods, where she gave birth to every foal that called her womb home, holding her youngest children in her mind as she reclaimed herself from the anger that burned within her. Then it was on. The black overos attention snapped back to Kitchi as her hind limbs threw her into motion, the pounding of hooves on eroding earth seemed to echo throughout the land as Nitocris went headlong for Kitchi. Hitting the shorter and smaller structured stallion full force with her chest could possibly end up winding Kitchi as well as possibly knocking him off his hooves, or at least make him unsteady. The attack, however, would be an obvious one and Nitocris wanted to surprise him.

Just as Nitocris got close, she changed her direction slightly so that she would come up along Kitchi's left side, teeth bared and gnashing as her nape snaked out, reaching for the hair and flesh on the back of Kitchis' neck. Nitocris hoped to either grab hold of flesh and hair, to rip them from the painted stallion's neck on her way past, or at least some hair should she miss the hold on the meat on his arch. Nitocris' aim was to cause a large amount of bleeding and pain, and if she really wanted to be spiteful, the hope of it festering in the coming days should the wound not be tended to if she managed to cause one. The draft mare moved around Kitchi after her attack, prancing as she kept some distance between them, watching him as she wondered what was going through his head and what pain he planned on inflicting on her. While Kitchi claimed that he won't find pleasure in hurting her, Nitocris knew she was going to feel good for it should she win, as a lesson and a reminder for Kitchi to take with him, and should she lose, well, Nitocris was going to feel good that she was able to hurt the bastard that took away the home that belongs to her family and herself.

'Nitocris' words'
Tagged: @blue with Kitchi Manito
Words: 830
Comments: I hope this is alright, my first battle post with an attack, I'm freaking out Dx
Hits remaining: Two
Dodges remaining: One
Attacks:
1. Nitocris came up Kitchis' left side, reaching out with teeth bared and gnashing, looking to land a nasty bite on the back of his neck.
Injuries:
None Yet

[Deleted]

Name- Kitchi Manito
Breed- American PaintxAmerican Quarter HorsexSpanish MustangxAppaloosaxArabian
Age- 5
Gender- Stallion
Height- 15.1
Alliance- Light
Health- 87%

13 % - Bite to the crest which ripped some hair and feathers from his braid, as well as tore the skin. The flesh will bruise and be tender. Once healed, there will be a scar.

'Admit it, you're going to enjoy hurting me while you aim to take my home.” He had just finished telling her he did not take pride in this. Where was the pride of harming a female when everything he was, everything he was raised to be, screamed to do otherwise? There was no pride in this. It was a matter of survival. Later, maybe he would admit that he was merciless enough to take on a female in order to claim a territory he knew nothing about. He would admit he had dreams for creating a haven for a People that no longer existed; and that he would secretly pine after the losses he’d suffered only recently. All of this would be accomplished only by defeating this woman. Pride did not exist on this battlefield. At least, not for him.

There was nothing more he could say to her that could ease the offended, or reassure her. He offered what he could, it was up to her on what she would do with it. Of course, this is assuming he would even be successful today. Judging by her looks, she may have been here before, or maybe had her own demons to fight with. Didn’t they all? He couldn’t possibly imagine what she had gone through, only what he would end up adding to her trauma. With a heavy sigh, all he managed to get out was ”My pride died a long time ago.” With that, he braced himself for her attack.

Kitchi had been in many battles before. He had defended his home with the knowledge that he may lose his life. But it was that, that had motivated him. What he stood to lose was greater than his life. It wasn’t just his. He had given his life to his Tribe, to his People. He breathed for them, fought for them, and lived for them. This wouldn’t be his first, nor would he consider it his last. Kitchi was born for this, and he trained his entire life to be a soldier worthy enough to take the duties that went with leading his Tribe. When his People died, so did pieces of him that he will never get back. The pride this mare was referring too, died along with them.

Nitocris’ movement brought the brute back to the present. Braced for impact, he waited until he felt her teeth rip at the skin of his crest. White hot pain shot through him, but he pushed it aside. Pain would not rule him. He shook out his mane, causing blood droplets to spray out around him. The crimson stained his ivory pelt and matched the war paint that covered his spin and face. Chin tucked to his chest, ears pinned against his skull, he advanced closer and closer still. She had height, which Kitchi would have to work around. The stallion reared up on his hind legs, front hooves striking the air. Using gravity as his friend, Kitchi descended on the mare. His leg hooked across her crest while he attempted to latch onto her already torn ear. Using this momentum, he tucked his free hanging leg close to his chest and forced his body to go limp in hopes of bringing her down with him.

Intended hit - bite to her already damaged ear, while using his weight to drag her down.

2 hits left
1 dodge left

Standard 3 hits, 1 dodge
3 days to reply
1,000 word max roughly, no minimum


R0man Num3ral5

^{as per conversation with aliyaah, this is one attack as Kitchi intends on bringing Nito down, but his attack is on her already injured ear. just so there's no confusion lol}

[R0man Num3ral5]

Name- Nitocris
Breed- Friesian x Gypsy Vanner x Shire x Vlaamperd
Age- 10 Years
Gender- Mare
Height- 18hh
Alliance- Unallianced
Health-
Physical Health: 85% - Missing a bit of her left ear (rape incident) and gave birth a week ago to triplets. Right ear has been completely torn off, leaving only the ear canal. Pain is currently causing a migraine close to the missing ears location, and hearing is muffled by the bleeding. The wound will be tender for some time but will eventually heal with a "crescent moon" shaped scar, the only thing left of her right ear.
Mental Health: 85% - PTSD from Rape that happened when she was two years old. Kitchis leg hooking over her crest then grabbing hold of her already torn ear brought back the traumatic memory of Xalias.
Terms- 3 hits, 1 dodge, 3 days to reply, 1,000-word max roughly, No Minimum. The winner gets Sunset Everglades

”My pride died a long time ago,” were the words that followed Kitchis' heavy sigh, though Nitocris felt no remorse or care for his loss, still believing that it was all just a facade. This stallion was still a stranger to her, his past unknown, though it was clear Kitchi wasn't from these lands because of his fancy paints and feathery hairdo. Nitocris wished he'd go back to where he came from and leave her home in peace; why did he come to these lands that he doesn't seem to know anything about, or did he really come from the lands of Wild Equines but his herd has been hiding under a rock after all this time, waiting for the perfect time to strike? To say the draft mare is frustrated was a gross understatement, she was beyond annoyed as to why Kitchi chose her land out of all the others in Wild Equines, why he couldn't settle for a small piece of his own instead of being greedy enough to fight for a place that a herd already called home.

Nitocris' attack was a successful one, the metallic taste of blood clung to her tongue while she tried to spit out the hair and feathers she had managed to pull out of Kitchi's crest, causing Nitocris to cough as some stray hairs tickled her throat. It was not a taste she was fond of and one she'd like to avoid at all cost, Nitocris would have to refrain herself from future biting to avoid blood and hair making its way back into her maw. The ebony and ivory dame watched as Kitchi shook himself, blood droplets flying from his nape with the movement, and in that moment, she found herself feeling thankful that she wasn't close enough for any of the droplets to land on her pelt. 'This is it', Nitocris thought to herself as she watched Kitchi tuck his chin into his chest, ears folding back against his crown, getting closer and closer.

The painted stallion reared onto his hind legs, striking the air between them, causing Nitocris to turn her head as she feared an attack on her face. It was then when Nitocris realised that the hooves were not what she needed to protect herself from, it was her subconscious mind when Kitchi hooked a leg over her crest. Her heart began to beat hard and fast, body froze in place, shaking, as her eyes widened in fear. Flashes of a massive black stallion appeared before Nitocris, her mind playing tricks with the day she was two years of age, recently escaped from her fathers' clutches, only to end up with a beast on her back. Nitocris winced as she felt Kitchi grab hold of her already torn ear, however, she was reliving a nightmare as her mind made her believe it was Xalias that had hold of her, finishing off what he first started. Feeling the sudden weight pulling her down, Nitocris' body rag dolled, collapsing with Kitchi's limp body to the ground, but, it was too late.

Searing pain shot through Nitocris' head, causing her to cry out as blood ran down her face, the sounds of the world around her became muffled and all she could hear was her own pulse beating in her ear. Blindly and with haste, Nitocris scrambled to her hooves in hopes that she would get up before Kitchi - should he have completely fallen to the ground with her - before rearing up on her hind legs then throwing all her weight back down, hoping to stamp him into the ground and inflict some serious damage to his rib cage, hip, shoulder, neck or legs. Nitocris didn't care what she hit, as long as she hit him, knowing that her weight and size would make a big impact on his smaller frame. The heavy draft was madly upset now, she wanted to hurt him, she wanted Kitchi to feel the pain that she had just experienced, and the pain he unintentionally made her experience all over again, minus the non-consensual sex, that was still Xalias' trophy.

'Nitocris' words'
Tagged: @blue with Kitchi Manito
Words: 688
Comments: Please note that "realised" is not misspelled, it's just how we Australians spell it.
Hits remaining: One
Dodges remaining: One
Attacks:
1. Nitocris came up Kitchis' left side, reaching out with teeth bared and gnashing, looking to land a nasty bite on the back of his neck.
2. Nitocris hopes that if Kitchi fell to the ground with her, that she was able to get up before him. Rearing up then throwing her weight down in hopes to stample him
Injuries:
1. Nitocris' already torn ear has now been completely torn off, leaving her with one ear and a hole. The wound is currently bleeding and muffling sounds in her right ear hole, hot pain is causing a migraine close to the missing ears location.

[Deleted]

Name- Kitchi Manito
Breed- American PaintxAmerican Quarter HorsexSpanish MustangxAppaloosaxArabian
Age- 5
Gender- Stallion
Height- 15.1
Alliance- Light
Health- 80%

13 % - Bite to the crest which ripped some hair and feathers from his braid, as well as tore the skin. The flesh will bruise and be tender. Once healed, there will be a scar.
8% - A cut on his shoulder from her hit; will cause deep tissue bruising and the cut will scar.

There was really no telling what was going through this woman's mind when Kitchi delivered his attack. Nor did he make it his business to ask. He was already painted a villain, which she was quick to let him know exactly what she thought about him challenging for her land. He hated causing her pain, especially ripping her ear off, but that was a cost of battle. Part of him wished she had just handed the territory over peacefully. Kitchi wasn't planning on kicking the existing members out. It didn't appear that this mare's mate was anywhere near, as it was. He could offer protection from outside forces that may have done worse than him - challenge for a land. However, there was no going back now. It was up to him to finish this and try his damnedest to succeed. There was too much riding on this battle and Kitchi did not like to lose.

He was pulled from his thoughts as Nito dropped to the ground. It took him a little to recover, which cost him. He spat out the torn flesh that was the remainder of her ear and turned his attention back on her. The larger mare descended on the stallion. Thankfully, he was up on his feet and staggering away when her hooves clipped his shoulder. It could have been worse. The impact threw him off balance and caused a tingling sensation all down his left leg. He struggled through the pain, breathed through it, despite the white stars that filled his vision. Craning his head around to eye the bruising flesh, he watched blood bubble from the ripped fur and trail down his leg. Only seconds had passed before his entire leg, from his shoulder and on down, was numb. Movement on it was limited, but at least it wouldn't hinder any of his attacks. Later, it might cause some irritation and prevent any extensive movement. Damn it.

Favoring his leg, Kitchi spun around and kicked out at the mare, aiming for her ribcage to knock the breath out of her. Maybe cause some damage that would slow her down as she had done to him, which was ideal. The weight he put on his front end had his leg ache almost unbearably. It may have been numb, but there was still that dull ache before he bore all of his weight on it.

Intended hit 1 - bite to her already damaged ear, while using his weight to drag her down.
Intended hit 2 - Kicked his hind legs out at her with the intention of landing the hit on her ribcage.

1 hit left
1 dodge left

Standard 3 hits, 1 dodge
3 days to reply
1,000 word max roughly, no minimum

R0man Num3ral5

**edit only for removing notes from quoted text that I forgot to remove before**    

[R0man Num3ral5]

Name- Nitocris
Breed- Friesian x Gypsy Vanner x Shire x Vlaamperd
Age- 10 Years
Gender- Mare
Height- 18hh
Alliance- Unallianced
Health-
Physical Health: 80% - Missing a bit of her left ear (rape incident) and gave birth a week ago to triplets. Right ear has been completely torn off, leaving only the ear canal. Pain is currently causing a migraine close to the missing ears location, and hearing is muffled by the bleeding. The wound will be tender for some time but will eventually heal with a "crescent moon" shaped scar, the only thing left of her right ear. Impact on her chest from Kitchis hooves winded Nitocris as well as cut her in two places, in time they will heal but she will be permanently scared, she will also find it hard to walk for a week due to the bruised muscle.
Mental Health: 85% - PTSD from Rape that happened when she was two years old. Kitchis' leg hooking over her crest then grabbing hold of her already torn ear brought back the traumatic memory of Xalias.
Terms- 3 hits, 1 dodge, 3 days to reply, 1,000-word max roughly, No Minimum. The winner gets Sunset Everglades

Slowly, Nitocris' focus came back as she felt her hoof make contact with flesh, causing her movements to stop as she looked to see where Kitchi was wounded. Eyes of blue and yellow soon spotted the tattered fur and the red stream that slowly flowed from it; not as much damage as Nitocris hoped to inflict, but, it was still a wound that would probably cause Kitchi trouble. The draft started to plan her next attack then, wondering if she could hit him again in the same spot to make his leg unusable, or if she should hit Kitchi in another spot that would inhibit more movement. Nitocris wanted to win this fight more than ever, everything was riding on this battle; Her home, her family, their peace and safety. Nitocris felt that Kitchi had nothing to lose in this battle, only the prospect of a land he could lord over, he wasn't going to lose a land that he called home for most of his life, like Nitocris. If only Kitchi accepted to be apart of her herd, her family or taken a piece of the land for himself to do as he wished, then at least Nitocris would not be here fighting for what she owned and losing her ear in the process.

A sudden movement in the corner of Nitocris' eye caught her attention, turning her large body out of reaction as she noticed Kitchi throwing his hind hooves in her direction. All Nitocris could do was brace for impact, placing her large dished hooves firmly as she could in the battlefields shifting sand, turning her skull in the opposite direction that Kitchi's hooves were going in toward her body. New pain radiated through Nitocris' chest, the impact causing her to gasp for air as droplets of blood dripped from the fresh cuts on her bosom. Nitocris knew her muscle in her chest was going to bruise and end up with scars on it in the coming weeks, pain while moving was also going to be a big problem, possibly end up causing her to limp.

The black overo eyed her opponent, trying to pinpoint where he was hurting the most, on the back of his neck or his shoulder. If she managed to land another hit on Kitchis' shoulder, Nitocris might be able to cripple him, and if she chose to hit his neck where she bit him, then maybe it will hinder him by not being able to bend it. Decisions, decisions. The distance between them was small so Nitocris didn't have to reach very far to get him, but, the thought of blood entering her mouth again made her ill to her stomach, she had to do something different for her last attack. Pushing off with her front hooves with a little effort and pain that made her wince, Nitocris rose onto her hind limbs before striking out with her front left hoof, hoping to hit Kitchi right between the eyes or at least somewhere on his face. Sadly, Nitocris had a feeling that Kitchi could easily dodge her attack if he is paying attention and had a quick enough reaction, he would surely be fast enough to since the hit to Nitocris' chest has slowed her down considerably due to the pain that throbbed through her chest and down her front legs. Nitocris couldn't give up though, she couldn't lose hope, there were others at home that were counting on her to win this battle, and Nitocris wanted them to have comfort that their lead mare could keep them safe while the lead stallion was away.

'Nitocris' words'
Tagged: @blue with Kitchi Manito
Words: 603
Comments: I forgot to mention in my last post (and didn't want to edit since these posts aren't allowed to be edited) that having Kitchi hook a leg over Nitocris' neck while attempting to latch onto her ear is power playing, you didn't allow Nitocis any chance to avoid the leg over her neck, it should have been an attempt to hook his leg. Also, I'm just going to use my dodge in the last post x)
Hits remaining: Zero
Dodges remaining: One
Attacks:
1. Nitocris came up Kitchis' left side, reaching out with teeth bared and gnashing, looking to land a nasty bite on the back of his neck.
2. Nitocris hopes that if Kitchi fell to the ground with her, that she was able to get up before him. Rearing up then throwing her weight down in hopes to stample him
3. Nitocris striked out with her left hoof, hoping to hit Kitchi in the face, mainly between the eyes.
Injuries:
1. Nitocris' already torn ear has now been completely torn off, leaving her with one ear and a hole. The wound is currently bleeding and muffling sounds in her right ear hole, hot pain is causing a migraine close to the missing ears location.
2. Impact on her chest from Kitchis hooves winded Nitocris as well as cut her in two places, in time they will heal but she will be permanently scared, she will also find it hard to walk for a week due to the bruised muscle.

[Deleted]

Name- Kitchi Manito
Breed- American PaintxAmerican Quarter HorsexSpanish MustangxAppaloosaxArabian
Age- 5
Gender- Stallion
Height- 15.1
Alliance- Light
Health- 80%

13 % - Bite to the crest which ripped some hair and feathers from his braid, as well as tore the skin. The flesh will bruise and be tender. Once healed, there will be a scar.
8% - A cut on his shoulder from her hit; will cause deep tissue bruising and the cut will scar.
0% - Dodged the attack.

How hard one fought depended on what they were fighting for. For Kitchi, he was fighting for a home to build a family. For his opponent, she was protecting what she already had. So maybe the reality was that she was fighting harder because she had a lot more to lose. Kitchi already lost a lot as it was. He could only hope his efforts thus far were enough to grant him the rights to the territory and if it did, he was not against sharing and keeping a place for the lady to stay.

It seemed they were both slowing down a bit. The ache from his injured shoulder that traveled down his leg had caused him to favor it, considerably. He limped whenever he tried to move. The blood that coated his pelt was now sticky and stained the white hairs. With the red war paint that covered most of his body, the blood simply added to it. He was a sight, for sure. He stood away from the mare, watching her decide what exactly she should plan on next. His sides were heaving from exertion and nostrils flared due to the air intake and the force behind it. Had he not been injured as he was, he would not have been so winded. The pain and adrenaline didn’t help, whatsoever.

He tensed when she moved, anticipating whatever she decided to do. When she reared up, he shied away from her striking hooves with a grunt, as if the movement required some effort. In retaliation, he lifted himself up on his hind leg, surprisingly it relieved the pressure on his injured shoulder as he struck out at the mare. He had no aim. His intentions were to simply put her off and avoid her attacks. His flailing hooves were directed at her head, though again - it was half-hearted. His intention was to clip head head or neck. While he was not giving up, he figured he inflicted enough damage on her. This would be something he’d pay for at a later time.


Intended hit 1 - bite to her already damaged ear, while using his weight to drag her down.
Intended hit 2 - Kicked his hind legs out at her with the intention of landing the hit on her ribcage.
Intended hit 3 - Reared up after dodging his opponent’s attack, and lashed out at her head or neck.

0 hit left
0 dodge left

NOTES
I sincerely had no intentions of powerplaying and thought my wording allowed a window for her to dodge should she have chosen to do so! I’m so sorry! But I do wish you luck, and thank you so much for this opportunity! It’s been a blast!

Standard 3 hits, 1 dodge
3 days to reply
1,000 word max roughly, no minimum

R0man Num3ral5

Good luck!

[R0man Num3ral5]

Name- Nitocris
Breed- Friesian x Gypsy Vanner x Shire x Vlaamperd
Age- 10 Years
Gender- Mare
Height- 18hh
Alliance- Unallianced
Health-
Physical Health: 80% - Missing a bit of her left ear (rape incident) and gave birth a week ago to triplets. Right ear has been completely torn off, leaving only the ear canal. Pain is currently causing a migraine close to the missing ears location, and hearing is muffled by the bleeding. The wound will be tender for some time but will eventually heal with a "crescent moon" shaped scar, the only thing left of her right ear. Impact on her chest from Kitchis hooves winded Nitocris as well as cut her in two places, in time they will heal but she will be permanently scared, she will also find it hard to walk for a week due to the bruised muscle.
Mental Health: 85% - PTSD from Rape that happened when she was two years old. Kitchis' leg hooking over her crest then grabbing hold of her already torn ear brought back the traumatic memory of Xalias.
Terms- 3 hits, 1 dodge, 3 days to reply, 1,000-word max roughly, No Minimum. The winner gets Sunset Everglades

Disappointment stung Nitocris for a second as Kitchi shied away from her flailing hooves, his grunt was barely auditable due to the blood that had pooled in her ear hole, still muffling the sounds on her righthand side. Carefully and with much effort, Nitocris took a couple of steps back on her hind legs as she forced herself to try and keep her front half up, giving a small amount of space to Kitchi as she noticed him rising up on his own hind limbs. The strikeout was somewhat expected, the other thing Nitocris would have expected was another bite to her person, though the attack itself seemed to be half-hearted as there did not look to be much effort behind it that Nitocris could tell.

Shifting her weight, Nitocris leaned to the left before using what power she had left in her hind legs, to spring out of the way of Kitchis' striking hooves. Searing pain shot through Nitocris' chest and front limbs as she landed, rather awkwardly, as she tried to keep herself upright and push through the pain and screaming muscles. In all honesty, Nitocris would lay down right where she was if there wasn't danger still around, she was exhausted, sweaty and in pain. Giving birth to triplets a week before had not been kind on the draft mares body, causing concern as to whether she may have done any internal damage, aggravating the healing tissue by fighting so soon after the birth.

A heavy sigh left Nitocris as her limbs began to shake from the exhaustion, blue and yellow eyes looking over in Kitchis' direction, observing to blood that now stained parts of his white fur and painted markings. As reality set in, Nitocris started to feel guilty for what she had done to the newcomer, despite him wanting to take leadership of hers and Topthorns home. Usually, the draft mare wasn't a creature of violence and malice, yet today that's all she was on the battlefield. Not much better than her brute of a father, The Pumpkin King. 'You don't always win your battles, but it's good to know you fought...,' Nitocris started, quietly but loud enough in hopes that Kitchi would hear. 'You fought well Kitchi, thank you for not treating me differently on the battlefield just because I'm female. May the rightful leader win.'

'Nitocris' words'
Tagged: @blue with Kitchi Manito
Words:
Comments: I know you didn't mean too, things just slip our minds sometimes <3 If you worded it as that he attempted to hook a leg, that would have been the window as with any attempted physical contact. Don't be sorry! I'm not upset or anything about it just wanted to let you know for future battles as I would hope others would do for me =) I wish you luck also! I never thought a battle could be this fun! I don't know why I was so anxious or worried about them for all these years! Thank you for pushing (for lack of a better word) me and helping me get past my worries by challenging in the first place and seeing this battle through instead of accepting offers, I wouldn't be where I am today without you <3 Good luck, my offers do still stand should I win, should you win, who knows, Nitocris may end up accepting Kitchis' offer or go off to challenge for another land, depending on what P r o m i s e wants to do =)
Hits remaining: Zero
Dodges remaining: Zero
Attacks:
1. Nitocris came up Kitchis' left side, reaching out with teeth bared and gnashing, looking to land a nasty bite on the back of his neck.
2. Nitocris hopes that if Kitchi fell to the ground with her, that she was able to get up before him. Rearing up then throwing her weight down in hopes to stample him
3. Nitocris striked out with her left hoof, hoping to hit Kitchi in the face, mainly between the eyes.
Injuries:
1. Nitocris' already torn ear has now been completely torn off, leaving her with one ear and a hole. The wound is currently bleeding and muffling sounds in her right ear hole, hot pain is causing a migraine close to the missing ears location.
2. Impact on her chest from Kitchis hooves winded Nitocris as well as cut her in two places, in time they will heal but she will be permanently scared, she will also find it hard to walk for a week due to the bruised muscle.
3. None as Nitocris dodged the attack.

[R0man Num3ral5]

To Staffers: This battle can now be judged :3 (Should have put that in my last post but forgot x)

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I will tally.
Waiting on judge collection: Yes
Judge 1 Collection: Collected
Judge 2 Collection: Collected
Judge 3 Collection: Collected
Tally-ing Scores: Yes

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Roleplayer & Character: Blue with Kitchi Manito
Quality over Quantity: 13.5
Comments:
 - Posts were usually short and to the point, which I enjoyed. However the internal monologue disrupted the action of some of the posts, especially in the third post.
 - Posts are detailed and flow well.
 - Post seem to focus on other events that are not the battle. It's good information but seem's to be very distracting.
No God Modeling or Power Playing: 11.5
Comments:
 - Spoke to Nitocris without Roman being able to say that she was there.
 - It says in their OOC that he power played, but I didn't notice it while reading.
 - Power played when using his attack to hook onto her and tear off her ear.
 - Saying he crossed a leg over Nitocris' chest without letting Roman decide.
Realism of Attack: 13
Comments:
 - Attacks were realistic to the difference of sizes for the characters.
 - Attacks seemed realistic - however I would have liked to see more strategizing on how to deal with the height difference. I did enjoy that his injuries affected his third attack.
 - His attacks seemed to lack the feeling as if he was only doing it half hearted.
Attack Compared to Opponent: 12
Comments:
 - Attacks seemed a bit more rushed compared to opponent's, and I would have liked to see more strategizing.
 - Both were realistic, but since it does seem they did a power play, I will take points off here too.
 - I felt the attacks where good but didn’t really play into their size differences nor will they described well enough.
Completion of the Form: 15
Comments:
 - Completed
 - The form was complete
Spelling and Grammar: 12
Comments:
 - I found a few spelling errors.
 - "who should have been defending " should be " who should have defended".
 - "His intention was to clip head head or neck. " - The word head was typed twice.
 - A few minor grammatical errors here and there.
 - Some minor issues. Nothing major. Examples:
            "A slight breeze rustled the trees around them, causing the multi-colored leaves to break from its brittle branches and float along with it." trees should be tree or its should be their. Plurals don't match
            "The pride this mare was referring too, died along with them." too should be to

Total Points: 77

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Roleplayer & Character: Roman with Nitocris
Quality over Quantity: 13.5
Comments:
 - A little bit talkitive about the past events and not the battle.
 - I like the idea of the flash back when she had gotten part of her ear torn off originally.
 - The posts seemed well thought out.
 - Posts rambled a bit at times and the run-on sentences could be rather distracting. However, I enjoyed the PTSD flashbacks that she experienced - it made the fight seem more real.
No God Modeling or Power Playing: 15
Comments:
 - I did not see any of these.
Realism of Attack: 15
Comments:
 - Attacks were good for the height difference that they shared.
 - Good attacks for one of her size and reacted in ways that a mare would that has suffered the same trauma before.
 - Player took into account size difference and how it would effect attacks.
Attack Compared to Opponent: 15
Comments:
 - It seemed like she was putting her heart into the fight.
 - Attacks were stronger and easier to visualize than the opponent's.
 - They were about even on this aspect.
Completion of the Form: 15
Comments:
 - The form is complete.
 - Completed
Spelling and Grammar: 10.5
Comments:
 - Multiple spelling and grammar issues. Lots of long, run-on sentences. Verb tenses vary between past and present. Lots of incorrect apostrophe use. Examples are below:
            "Nothing could cool the fire that burned inside the heavy draft damsel, not even the cool autumn breeze as it playfully tossed the curly tassels that cling to Nitocris' shapely neck." Switches tense from past to present "burned" and "tossed" to "cling"
            "The stallion, Nitocris, faces today does not seem to realise what exactly is at stake here, for the herd that already calls Sunset Everglades home, since none of them would stay and call Kitchi their king should Nitocris fail." No need for commas around Nitocris. Sentence is also confusing with the word "since"
            "This was just one of the many things the black minimal overo draft loved about her herd, her family, always there for each other no matter what, but, it did sadden Nitocris with the thought that it would mean they would be leaving the very place they call home, just for her." Run-on sentence
            "The Battlefield, one large barren land covered in desert-like sand and cracks that could fracture a horses hock should one not tread carefully, a dreadful place really, but, it suits its' purpose." horses should be horse's, its' should be its
            "In truth, Nitocris did not think much of the male gender apart from a select few that call Topthorns' and her land home, as well as the males within her family." Topthorns' should be Topthorn's
            "Nitocris couldn't stand being in Kitchi's presence any longer, she wanted this battle over and done with so she could return home to her herd, her family, her babies." comma should be a period or semicolon
            "The black overos attention snapped back to Kitchi as her hind limbs threw her into motion, the pounding of hooves on eroding earth seemed to echo throughout the land as Nitocris went headlong for Kitchi." overos should be overo's
            "were the words that followed Kitchis' heavy sigh, though Nitocris felt no remorse or care for his loss, still believing that it was all just a facade." Kitchis' should be Kitchi's
            "Nitocris wished he'd go back to where he came from and leave her home in peace; why did he come to these lands that he doesn't seem to know anything about, or did he really come from the lands of Wild Equines but his herd has been hiding under a rock after all this time, waiting for the perfect time to strike?" switches between past and present "came", "did" to "doesn't" then back to "did" to "has been"
            "The heavy draft was madly upset now, she wanted to hurt him, she wanted Kitchi to feel the pain that she had just experienced, and the pain he unintentionally made her experience all over again, minus the non-consensual sex, that was still Xalias' trophy." "that was still Xalias' trophy" should have a "she" - "that she was still Xalias' trophy"
            "If only Kitchi accepted to be apart of her herd, her family or taken a piece of the land for himself to do as he wished, then at least Nitocris would not be here fighting for what she owned and losing her ear in the process." apart should be a part
            "Sadly, Nitocris had a feeling that Kitchi could easily dodge her attack if he is paying attention and had a quick enough reaction, he would surely be fast enough to since the hit to Nitocris' chest has slowed her down considerably due to the pain that throbbed through her chest and down her front legs." switches between past and present "had" to "is to "had". Sentence is also run-on.
 - I found at least one punctuation error
 - "heterochromia" should be " heterochromatic "
 - "has been hiding" should be "has hidden"
 - A few other minor grammar errors like the ones listed above

Total Points: 84

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Congratulations to R0man Num3ral5 and Nitocris!