Show Ring! - Agility Run Oct 1, 2019 18:10:27 GMT -6
Post by Lethalia on Oct 1, 2019 18:10:27 GMT -6
There was no mistaking Esti as a battle hen - back when she was younger and ushered into the fighting pit, she'd had something of a sleeker fighting form. Once having become dominant, borne several clutches of eggs, her rotund broodmother's form read clear for what it was, even for the mass of muscle beneath. Strength was now reserved for protecting her hatchlings rather than warding off drakes, and Esti was clearly happier for it. Huge and matronly, akin to a mother grizzly or even a giant sow, she bode the same respect and Lethalia adored her all the more.
Still though, swift Esti was not. She hadn't even been to the gym like some sarane had, and was decidedly less fast moving than an air elemental or a flying bug. It was rather clear she';d brought her adored brown hen here to goof off, and that was utterly fine with her! The time outside would do the brown some good, even if this wasn't exactly the most well-suited competition for her! Her mood had improved quite a lot upon realizing she wasn't being taken to those hated fighting sands.
Lacking much to do with the brown, Lethalia trotted into the arena with her all the same. Esti trailed along at her heels, embers flickering from her maw in excitement of a new place - even her vestigial wings gave some excited little flutters, for all the good it would do her. "This is m'baby Esti," the satyr declared with a beaming smile, clearly unperturbed by how little the hen fit her competition.
|Male Moonhare please!|