Force-claiming is allowed here once a week per character, as is blocking force-claims by the Peak/Lagoon (as a whole) once a week. Rollover is on Sundays.
hold your breath; Posted on July 11, 2017 at 11:40:05 PM by xiomara
information is the oxygen of the modern age,
He seemed to come out of no where; a cream colored ghost that floated upon no legs. Yet as Xiomara pivoted to face who dared approach at such hours, she knew despite the darkness swallowing his legs that he was nothing of a child's nightmares as the sound of his pounding hooves filled her ears. At first they were forward while her head lowered ever so slightly, neck arching while muscle coiled under dark flesh. But rather than face her, he blew passed her and Xiomara felt the claiming nip upon her hip. In an instant reaction, her hind leg jerked up towards her belly then swung out in a violent and powerful cow kick that rocked her whole body. As the sharp hoof landed with a thud on the ground, the mare pivoted on her hind end to again face the stallion. Ears now buried beneath her wild mane, she didn't bother to dignify him with an answer as she took his words as gloating. Not when he was the fool that had fallen for her trap.
Lunging towards the stallion, her dark lips parted to reveal the blunt teeth as she aimed to take a bite out of his flesh along his shoulder in return. But she did not stop there; her assult was an overwhelming sort as she kept rushing forward, never stopping even if her slightly taller and heavier frame collided with his. Xiomara only kept biting, her slightly feathered legs reaching forward in high steps hoping her hooves would connect with his more delicate legs.
All the while the fire burned in her blue eyes and she was loving every moment of it. .
