A disgusted squeal, disbelieve and horror warring in her expression as she watched the icky little gremlin gargling with his own spit as he threw up defenses. Ew ew ewwwww. But it was easy enough to slip into the defenses her daddy had taught her and her brothers since they were little. Her long legs spread to hip- and shoulder-width apart while she carefully centered her balance to evenly distribute it to all four limbs. Her joints bents slightly for free movement, her toes spreading as her dull claws dug into the dirt. She shuddered, but her head lowered as her tail raised to bring them both to the level of her spine in a straight, balanced line. Her shoulders hunched forward to bunch up the scruff of her neck, her chin tilting down slightly to protect her throat, because what an embarrassing way to die, with your throat slit by a flea-bitten mongrel. Hackles were already raised and her ears were laid back in disgust, but her eyes narrowed from their horrified expression to one more suited to protect the delicate golden orbs.
Then the mangy beast had launched himself forward with a maniacal laugh and Evangeline gave a shriek in return that was nowhere near laughter. As he feinted for her jaw she threw her weight back onto her hindquarters, nearly sitting in the effort to keep her face away from his nasty scummy mouth, but he had instead dived for her paws. She lifted her left forepaw with a screech before his jaws could close on it and attempted to smack it soundly against his right eye. It wasn't a well-thought-out response, but if she was lucky he'd get dirt or a claw in his eye, and she hoped it hurt. Especially since the midget's other paw slammed down on her right forepaw, bruising her poor toes before she could jerk it entirely out from under his paw - the bruising itself was minor but... it was Vana.
With a furious snarl she sought to throw her weight back forward - hindclaws digging into the dirt as her hindlegs uncoiled - in an attempt to squash him flat. The bottom front of the center of her chest aimed to smash into the back of his neck halfway between his skull and shoulders, her poor injured right forepaw seeking to hook around his left forepaw - the one that had hurt her - in an attempt to jerk the jerk's leg out from under him. Her parted jaws aimed a cruel bite for his spine right behind his shoulders with the intention of acquiring a grip that would damage nerves, her upper canines aimed left of his spine while her lower jaw attempted to hook on the right of his spine.
EVANGELINE vs CESAR for EWWWW (I mean, for spar)
Round 1/3
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