 | 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹
This is not the first time she is met with a fierce competitor and she knows it will not be the last. Ysabel recalls the anger she held in her body as she fought Nyimara for a similar position she fights for now. She feels this same passion within the mare she now fights.
Imagination brings the emotion to life as steam lifts off the Shire’s coat like blacktop beneath the hot sun. Her opponent holds herself with pride, but Ysabel does not know how much of her status was earned. There are times a Queen must earn her title. Sometimes battle was not the only way to prove your worth, something Ysabel has learned with her time in the Ridge. Time would soon reveal what fate had in store for them. Ysabel’s charge is met with the brick wall that the mare transforms her body into. The peaceful chatter of some birds nearby quickly turns to frightened squawks as their bodies clash. Ysabel catches the sound of feathered wings as the small birds escape the vicinity of their battlefield as she aims her teeth for Marzanna’s flesh. She feels nothing but her hot breath as her teeth make various marks over her opponent’s bare chest. Everything happens so quickly that Ysabel barely notices the pinch of her skin. Marzanna tugs angrily on her ear. Though she takes off no flesh in the attack; she can feel blood begin to pool beneath her skin. Ysabel flicks her injured ear from the off sensation that now plagues her mind, but she quickly gets her head back in the game.
Hooves dig at her opponent’s legs, secretly she wishes she is strong enough to bring the mare to her knees with each blow. Soon, all four of her hooves were back on the solid earth just as Marzanna decides to raise her own. Still, Ysabel drives forward with no fear of backing down because she knows doing so would make her look submissive. The top of the mare’s hooves pound at her chest, but the blow is lessened due to their proximity. It is difficult to focus on the tender skin that radiates on her chest when Marzanna pushes her body backward. Ysabel tries her best to hold her legs steady in the earth. She braces her hooves but still, she can feel her hooves slip over the tundra grass. She tries to push the mare back with a display of dominance and force. She begins to realize it is futile. Though she would enjoy using physical strength to defeat this mare in a game of brute force, Ysabel is no fool. She knows her physical makeup would betray her if she pushes any longer so she escapes the clutches of the beast.
Her head snakes downward as she drives free of Marzanna’s hold. Ysabel’s hip bumps the mare as she passes, the force knocks her to the side, but she escapes nonetheless. The palomino splash quickly turns to face her golden foe once more. The mare wouldn’t budge willingly and Ysabel was too stubborn to give up. It seems it would take another round to settle this matter. Her white tail flicks behind her in an agitated way as her head points towards the golden mare. She charges again, this time ready to settle the score for the final results.
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