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[DuckyGurl]

"No!" Sienna said, watching him.

 

[Quinn4321]

*Sprite gasped for air* " u.. wont lead... this... herd... u...are...not ..a ... protector... but.. a killer!" * she gasped and paddled with her front legs, trying to get up. she barely succeded. she stod there, swaying, staring him down with eyes that burned with hate.*

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

Quote:
(Sprite's on the ground and dying.

Go read what I just posted.

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[DuckyGurl]

Yeah, nonone could withstand that attack.

 

[Blue_Myst]

Horror clogged Remus's mind as he watched the two horses maul Sprite. They were monsters, no better than the stallions that had stolen his own mares!

"Sienna, trust me, stay put," he whispered, and slunk off around into a thicker patch of trees, a good distance from the mare and her filly.

With a deep breath, he neighed a challenge to Columbia, but still remained hidden in the trees up the slope from the massive stallion.

 

[DuckyGurl]

"NO!" Sienna cried, hoping he wouldn't get hurt.
Ariel layed down for a nap.

 

[Quinn4321]

i edited. and u cant kill my charcter, just severely hurt her.

 

[Dutchgirl]

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Columbia whipped back up and bucked all of the dogs to their sides with his metal tipped hooves, severely injuring all. He trampled them, leaving them bloody, broken, gasping for air, and almost dead from the gigantic stallion's wrath. Columbia shook his mane out and walked off, muttering, "That's what you get for trying to take me away from my herd, fleabags."

Hey, whoa now. No immediate injuring, okay? He hasn't even seen the dogs, and I didn't say it WAS a dog!!

It's not a dog. Okay?

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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"Don't judge me on the way I hurt you, fool. I'm no killer, maybe just to you, I'm here to lead and protect. If you don't like me then leave, you aren't going to win here anyway," he snarled before bucking her in the head with his massive hooves, causing her to black out.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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Columbia whipped back up and bucked all of the dogs to their sides with his metal tipped hooves, severely injuring all. He trampled them, leaving them bloody, broken, gasping for air, and almost dead from the gigantic stallion's wrath. Columbia shook his mane out and walked off, muttering, "That's what you get for trying to take me away from my herd, fleabags."

Hey, whoa now. No immediate injuring, okay? He hasn't even seen the dogs, and I didn't say it WAS a dog!!

It's not a dog. Okay?

I didn't kill anything, I didn't even mention death. And you said something about the dogs slinking up to him and knocking him to the ground.