Post by corruptpudding on Jan 17, 2016 12:27:50 GMT -6
The spotted stallion paced in his stall, eagerly watching The metal gate before him. His muscles tensed as the gate began to shake and rattle, lifting out of his path. He sprang from his contianment, bursting into the bright afternoon light that bathed the crucible.
Ze'ev's ears swiveled, catching the roar of the crowd at full force. The sound echoed against the stone walls of the stadium and he pranced around its edge, tossing his head excitedly, his spotted coat flashing. When he finished his display, the stallion rounded on his heels and stood in the center of the pit, waiting for his adversary to exit their own gate. Who would it be this time? He was a merciless fighter and determined to make his mistress proud.
Ze'ev tensed as his adversary's gate opened, eager to get started, when out stepped...a mare. Though most pit fighters were male, he was accustomed to fighting females as well, though they were usually drafts. This one was...well... like him. He quickly shook the look of surprise off his face. It didn't matter what what she looked like, she was his opponent and he wasn't about to go easy on her.
Ze'ev's ears swiveled, catching the roar of the crowd at full force. The sound echoed against the stone walls of the stadium and he pranced around its edge, tossing his head excitedly, his spotted coat flashing. When he finished his display, the stallion rounded on his heels and stood in the center of the pit, waiting for his adversary to exit their own gate. Who would it be this time? He was a merciless fighter and determined to make his mistress proud.
Ze'ev tensed as his adversary's gate opened, eager to get started, when out stepped...a mare. Though most pit fighters were male, he was accustomed to fighting females as well, though they were usually drafts. This one was...well... like him. He quickly shook the look of surprise off his face. It didn't matter what what she looked like, she was his opponent and he wasn't about to go easy on her.