She watched each movement carefully, examining the two stallions with slight interest. Hooves, weight, kicking, lashing... She sighed, attempting to remember all that she would have to know when her time came...

If it ever did. Seeing Hinote in actual combat made her lose her edge, now knowing for a fact that she didn't stand a chance.

This stallion was good. Sparkle didn't stand a chance but the challenge intruiged him, so he allowed himself to be lost in the dance of battle, pinning his ears back and going all out against his rival.

The hit knocked him back a few steps but it provided support to come up on his hind legs and lash at Hinote's underside with his hooves. These were no longer tempered blows, he was too caught up in the fight, but they weren't as fierce as the hit he'd taken to the shoulder. The flare of pain that rose like a rocket only seemed to give him more energy as an extra shot of testosterone[sp?] shot through his system and he shoved his full weight against his opponant.

It felt good to take out his hurt on another.

This was the first time she had actually seen Sparkle in some sort of rage, and too be honest, it scared her. She always thought that he didn't have enouph stallion in him to fight like this, but now she had a new outlook on him.

She glanced a Mist, flashing a devilish smirk. "This is getting me wired. I can't wait." When she spoke the word wired, she meant it like hyper, adrenaline rush, etc.