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Nahawi lifted his hooves with his gaze locked on Oswin. The force of their bodies plowing into each other had the red dun’s body jerking faintly as the mares shoulder hit his chest. His blue eyes locked in one this pale palette of a horse. His teeth became bared as he aimed down at her, watching to latch onto any open piece of flesh he could grab. She had followed him and came at his charge with her own and he considered that fair game.

With his body in motion and adrenaline running through his blood, the stallion did not feel any of her attacks for a few seconds. His pain was locked away as pure anger roared through his bloodstream and coated his breath. His feathered legs struck out once he had pulled himself away from the almost lovers quarrel embrace he had set upon them moments before. He wanted her under his hooves and stomped into a murky puddle of blood and gore, but that wasn't the real Nahawi was it?

Trying to see through his own angry haze set the red dun closer to detonating. His large body was so close to erupting in pure anger than if she came with another attack, he might just lean into it and take that was a euphoric touch. He was so out of sorts that when a hind hoof caught in a exposed root upon another of his attacks, Nahawi had no understanding of why he was sailing towards the ground with a faintly sickening crunch coming from below him. The ankle wasn't broken per se, but it certainly wasn't how it was supposed to be either.

Facing the ground, Nahawi did his best to tighten himself and face the mare again, this time pain slowly swirling up his hind leg and registering in his brain. He would try to ignore the pain of course, but the red horse took a step with that leg and almost fell with the pain that soared high in his blood. Gritting his teeth, Nahawi snapped at the light colored mare with his teeth for he would no longer be able to stand on two hind legs.