08-22-2015, 07:54 PM
There has never been, nor will there ever be, a situation in which Astri allows another creature to so willingly invade her personal space. So, when Texas arrives with casual indifference, Astri knows better than to trust the peaceful greeting. She wonders, though, about his intentions and allows him to come close to her right side. But a snake is a snake, and Texas is certainly a viper.
The fluidity and haste of his attack isn’t wasted, and his teeth find purchase along her crest. His raised knee is meddlesome, pushing into her chest and forcing the mare to dig in with her heels to keep her footing. Luckily for her, they’ve been well-matched when it comes to build and size. Astri is taken by surprise, but she refuses to let this get the better of her so she reacts instinctively, rearing in hopes to lessen his grip. He’s heavier, so she’s forced to keep the rear low, but her head is also positioned on the left side of his neck. She gives the venerable warrior a taste of his own medicine and does her best to tear at the flesh of his neck with her incisors, and soon he’s released her to make his escape.
She lands, feeling the pressure of his absent knee, but his buck is foreseen and the hardy mare is quick to swerve to her left to avoid the blow, while allowing her stronger, left leg to hold the shift in her balance. Texas makes a full circle and faces her, and Astri knows she cannot waste time in her second attack, so she pushes herself forward and ducks her head as if to ram the bay. However, when she finds that she’s a few feet away she rears again, unencumbered by the weight of her attacker. Her rear is calculated, only about five feet high or so to match the height at his shoulder so that an attack from below would be difficult to manage.
Her legs strike outward, with her stronger, left one leading the attack. She hopes that her weathered hooves will find a mark somewhere against the stallions front, since they’re facing each other, but Astri cannot put all her eggs into one basket so she delivers her best attempt and lands to his right. The green mare chooses a brisk trot and heads away from her opponent, keeping him behind her.
The fluidity and haste of his attack isn’t wasted, and his teeth find purchase along her crest. His raised knee is meddlesome, pushing into her chest and forcing the mare to dig in with her heels to keep her footing. Luckily for her, they’ve been well-matched when it comes to build and size. Astri is taken by surprise, but she refuses to let this get the better of her so she reacts instinctively, rearing in hopes to lessen his grip. He’s heavier, so she’s forced to keep the rear low, but her head is also positioned on the left side of his neck. She gives the venerable warrior a taste of his own medicine and does her best to tear at the flesh of his neck with her incisors, and soon he’s released her to make his escape.
She lands, feeling the pressure of his absent knee, but his buck is foreseen and the hardy mare is quick to swerve to her left to avoid the blow, while allowing her stronger, left leg to hold the shift in her balance. Texas makes a full circle and faces her, and Astri knows she cannot waste time in her second attack, so she pushes herself forward and ducks her head as if to ram the bay. However, when she finds that she’s a few feet away she rears again, unencumbered by the weight of her attacker. Her rear is calculated, only about five feet high or so to match the height at his shoulder so that an attack from below would be difficult to manage.
Her legs strike outward, with her stronger, left one leading the attack. She hopes that her weathered hooves will find a mark somewhere against the stallions front, since they’re facing each other, but Astri cannot put all her eggs into one basket so she delivers her best attempt and lands to his right. The green mare chooses a brisk trot and heads away from her opponent, keeping him behind her.