challenge for i c e

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I think you guys can start a new fight? and Play fair? Please!

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

*huggles istas* Fro will watch the fight and alert at any bad things *salutes*

[Ransom]

_{OOC; sure thing Istas. work for you Kigo?}

<sub>A shadowed figure lurked through the darkness, finding his way to what was called Bloodshed Cliffs. Daggers tapped on hell's roof, tatooing it with indents that tagged along behind his strong haunches. Coming to the start of the rocky terrain, he grunted. Putting his weight mainly over his front pillars, he pulled himself up with little effort.

The sky darkened with the prospect of rain. In the distant thunder rolled, crashing into the bowling pins and howling happily as lightning flashed his perfect score. Rain was certainly coming, and nares flared as he smelt a storm. Winds swept over the land, clearing it over anything not rooted down. Looking down, he saw creeks speed their flowing and swirl in the wind. Smile played 'cross his features.

Walking onto the head of the cliff he halted when he was little more than several strides from the edge. Pivoting on a back post, he silently waited for his oppenent. Piston lifted hestitantly into the air, pawing the ground in anticipation. Auds flickered at the sounds of the approaching storm. well, his mind rolled, all the more interesting. Glaring at the earth around him, brujo pinned his auds and looked towards the horizen, waiting.</sub>

[Kigo]

The sky above was brightly shinging against this dark stags coat. Though it would not last for long, the dark rolling clouds came quick over the land. Before you knew it, lightning was strikeing all over the land. It soon fell into a light rain, soon to become harder.

So there the stage was walking slowly across the land. It was hazey now, for it grew dark. Though the stag loved the darkness and the rain he almost wished that he could have his childhood back again befor the devil interfered. He kept walking like a beaten down soldier in the rain, he suffered from the pains as he walked across.

His pains soon stoped and he gathered him self again. His fire eyes burned as he got ready for battle. He looked towards the cliff and saw the other stag. He just focused on the task, which was to do his best and fight hard and try to win his love. He aproched with his head high and his muscels flexed. his eyes burned like the fires of hell. His body turned to almost a dark black. He had lightning striking right at his heels.

Are you ready for the battle that will change your life!He yelled to the stag over him.

Fire glared at the gray stag on the cliff, his eyes burned with freedom to fight.

[Ransom]

<sub>Eyes were like the home to a wild fire, excited with the fight. Auds screened the surrounding area, taking in every inch, modify how he would move and what he would do for the geographical and weather would interfere. He snorted, glaring at the brute, as he came up. As a hiss shouldn't have been heard over all the thunder, it would seem practical to shout. But as his vocals hissed this time, it sliced through all the noise and all the havoc.

" your move first. "

directing his gave to his oppenenats shoulder and hip he watched intently, waiting. Pelt was soaked through and through, but he felt nothing. He was not a part of that any more, only focussing on what needed to be done. Auds were pinned, and his boa brought his cranium low. His tail stayed close to his body. Ridiculous fools thought this to make the appearance of a scared stag, but he wasn't. Only experience had taught him that the closer you are to yourself, the harder you are you get. Turning his body so he was on a slight angle, with his rump facing his oppenent, he became finally ready, waiting intently. Reflexes did most of the work, for this was all a well rehearsed play for the stag. The cliff was their stage and the rain was their costumes. He and Fire had the staring roles in an epic.</sub>

[Kigo]

fire looked down to his daggers and his muscely legs and then looked at the cliff.fire knew he could do it and what led him there was that the mare of his horride dreams he could win. with that thought he headed up the cliff side. it didn't take him but a second and he was up to the top. he looked the stag up and down now that he was closer. when he did that he was looking for a weak spot though he did not have many he still had a few. he finally figured out his first move.

"are you ready to be defeated?"

he then reared up and came down on his back with one hoof and to scap the flank with the other hoof. he came down with a fairly hard foruce, but that was to see. his eyes raged with happiness to be in a fight!

[Kigo]

(the mare is mine now right because he hasn't replied in15 days since he has been back on?)

[Requiem]

Yes, she's yours. The person who played Hitler quit and gave him to someone. I'm not sure who that is, but either way, they haven't replied and as such Ice is yours.

[Kigo]

((okay thankyou))