All War is Deception.

[León Austral]

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[/html] It started and the two sides clashed, weapons drawn, teeth bared and claws extended. Wolf fought against wolf, hybrid against hybrid all because of one man and his ridiculous ideals. With a second bellow of hatred and anger one echoed by her rider and beloved friend, Faith plunged forwards into the harrowing din, brown eyes sparkling bright with the fury of war. Sharp hooves stuck out and great weight crushed down, people were injured and forced aside, the black demon careful never to injure a friend or ally and watchful of the fallen and dead.

A cry he knew far too well for all the wrong reason cut through the air and the white eyed knight lunged to the side and Faith turned back on herself, pushing through the fighting people to reach the white princess. When they wouldn't move he struck out with his sword until one tried to grab onto his sword and ended up with an earthen colored fist in his face. He leaned almost entirely out of the saddle and grabbed onto Ayasha's arms and hauled her up with the strength in his arms alone onto the back of Faith behind him,

"Chicka, hold onto me!" The black mare did not have to be told twice, she knew her orders, she turned about again and plunged out of the main fighting, away from the reach of swords and bows towards a smaller fractured group, where a younger male was grappling with a guardian. He pulled Faith up short and leaped from the saddle, shunting his weight against the Raven guardian and knocking him off balance and giving the Cour des Miracles male a short reprieve. He turned then and helped Ayasha down from Faith's back, the mare was too tall for her to get down herself without injury.[html]

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