LORD, I AM CLIMBING HIGH MOUNTAINS TRYING TO GET HOME
Trying to get home...
As he closed in Warja would slip to his right and his attacks would fail to reach their intended targets and the male silently cursed to himself. Zippy little twerp! His right forepaw would push into the right side of her back, four inches behind her shoulders and two inches down from her spine. Lyndvarr swiftly brought his right forepaw back to the ground. Despite his larger size he knew he wasn't going to pin her with one leg and wouldn't bother to try. Seeking instead to stabilize himself so he could follow his target. Do to her movement Lynd's left forepaw would also miss it's target and land swiftly back on the ground. He'd quickly widen his stance, redistributing his weight evenly across his four limbs and coiling his front legs, his hinds still coiled from earlier, to lower his center of gravity and bring him closer to his opponents level. His jaws would miss her head and instead tear into the middle of her back leaving moderate lacerations as they dragged down her back. Lynd's skull would align with his spine, his tail still tucked between his legs to help guard his undersides from his smaller opponent. His neck scrunched back, shoulders rolled forward and his hackles were raised. His toes splayed, claws digging into the earth. His ears were still pinned, eyes narrowed.
Lyndvarr had no intention of just standing still while she tried to slip past him. He was going to follow his moving target. With his hind legs already coiled he kicked off powerfully seeking to push his hind legs to his own left his upper body curving in to his right with the goal of arcing in towards her outer right thigh, almost like he was becoming the second part of a yin-yang sign. He didn't care to be on this end of her with her fangs so near to his delicates but he'd take what he could get. The suddenly movement of his hind end away from the woman would spare him from the brunt of her attacks. Her right shoulder, the right side of her chest and her right forepaw would meet only empty air as Lyndvarr kicked off, his right hind leg recoiling swiftly out of reach. However, where as her shoulder and chest didn't have significant reach her jaws were another story as they snipped into his right thigh directly above his hock, her lower fangs tearing mild lacerations across the outside of the thigh, four inches back from the main exterior. Her upper fangs would nip through flesh but only just break the skin that was well covered in fur, shredding through Lyndvarr's impressively fluffy rearend.
Lyndvarr would not pause to reflect on her assualt, as soon as his hind legs had kicked off he was in motion to attack again. His fangs darted forward and down as he attempted to grasp her back just in front of her hips with her spine between his hungry molars. His upper fangs sought to land on her upper left side, his lower fangs on her upper right side. He wanted to squeeze her spine painfully between his crushing jaws, to build painful pressure that would send crippling pain and pins and needles through her hind legs. He had to slow her down though he didn't want to actually break any of the spinal vertebrae, only debilitate her hind legs temporarily.
In conjunction with his fangs Lyndvarr sought to throw himself fully into his opponent, back legs seeking to pulse powerfully forward as he sought to come in low and attempted to launch the center front of both his shoulders forward into the girl. He hoped to lance his left shoulder forward into the center of the muscle that draped over her right hip from her spine to where her hip connected to the thigh bone* He hoped to forcibly bruise the muscle and make it painful for her to move her right hind limb away from her body. His right shoulder aimed to slam into her upper right side about four inches below her spine and an inch back from where her ribcage ended again with the goal of causing bruising. Simultaneously with his shoulder attacks Lyndvarr would also seek to throw the lower center of his chest forward hoping to collide it with her mid, slightly upper, right side where her right thigh connected to her side. Again seeking to bruise her tiny frame but all three attacks launching at the same time had another goal, he hoped all three attacks would slam into her simultaneously and push her over onto her side where he could get at her tender belly and bring this match to an end.
Lyndvarr vs Warja for Spar Rd. 2 of 2
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