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My Trusty Steed

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Rinoa

Loner

Intermediate Fighter (30)

Beginner Healer (0)

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
36
size
Small
build
Light
posts
5
player
Chrono
07-07-2024, 04:51 PM
As Rinoa was ready to face off with the nasty beast, legs splayed and ready to dive in at least before the chance to run, a large male came swooping in from behind, launching himself onto the stallion with a vicious bite. The four legged equine roared in response, throwing itself all around the clearing under the trees. All four of it's legs were coming off the ground at one point as it was desperate to get the predator off it's back. It calmed somewhat, or at least started focusing on throwing it's back end up rather than it's front. That was when she took her shot. Slinging forward, grabbing a bite around it's knee as it was distracted by the brute on the back. She swung her butt around as it instinctively dove to bite her standing under it's head. Soon the stallion was able to throw the large man off, Rinoa releasing her grasp on it's leg as it showed signs of being ready to flee. It would be galloping off between the trees, Rinoa not evening knowing it had bothered the brute earlier that day. There must have been a herd nearby, or the Stallion was just a loner like her trying to protect what land it thought was his.

The man was turning to her after the battle, checking to see if she was okay. There was not a scratch on her luckily, but as for him, "I'm fine, you don't look so good yourself." Half joking, half serious. "I can help you with that." The brute seemed pretty adamant that he had been treated at the Hallows before, and without much more pushing she would leave him to it. She wouldn't be one to crash his party. If he got the help or not, that was his choice. She knew if he went to The Hallows, they would mend him properly. That was enough for her to go their separate ways.

She could sense when the brute had lingered nearby, but she would still make for her own camp somewhere else. She liked the company of others and to be friends, but she wouldn't pester if he was having a bad day. It seemed he was. So she would finish making her place for the night by the river. Perhaps they would meet again one day.

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