Warhorse turns around slowly, her mouth still stuffed with pastry. "Mmmph grrr grrr ffrmmmmph!" she mumbles, her eyes narrowing at her opponent. Swallowing the last of her snack, she straightens up and takes a combative posture, muscles flexing beneath the scant leather harness she wears. Several feet away, in the crowd, several young men pass out from sudden nosebleeds. Her feet set wide in a pose of defiance, she points at Sentinel and growls.<br/><br/>*ahem* "As I was saying, your feeble earth powers are no match for me; my strength is beyond your comprehension. Flee now and leave me to my snacking, lest you catch my eye, bouncy one."<br/><br/>Seeing that Sentinel intends to stand firm, Warhorse grits her teeth and prepares to fight.<br/><br/>Initiative: 13 http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=442831