Empire of Angels (CHALLENGE)

*Valentine* · 11-23-2015, 09:41 PM

Of course he turned. Who wouldn't? Again with the name calling. It was like listening to his kids bicker. He half expected someone to call him a butthead or a poopy face. Not surprisingly the results weren't sitting well with the Sonticus wolves. He turned to face the screecher...and looked down. And down. And further down until lo and behold, there was an angry, mutilated little face glaring up at him as she charged.

His defenses fell again immediately. Hackles rose to once again stand guard, ears flattened and eyes narrowed. His lips curled in a skin scrunching sneer. Valentine slipped into a loose-jointed crouch - something that was necessary for such a teeny opponent – and widened his stance so that his paws were just over hip and shoulder width apart. His toes splayed and his nails tipped downwards to dig into the dirt. If she really wanted his balls she'd have to jump for them, so instead of tucking his tail he brought it level with his spine and held it out straight. He rolled his shoulders forward and tucked his chin to create a protective hollow around his throat.

Valentine spun in an attempt to face his opponent. He wanted to line the front of his right shoulder up with the center of the woman's throat. Instead of waiting for her to reach him, he lunged forward in the hopes of meeting her halfway. There wasn't enough space between them to build up a huge amount of momentum, but given their massive size difference Valentine didn't doubt for one second that a slam from him would floor the woman. He intended to ram the lower portion of his right shoulder into the snout of the woman. With enough force he could do serious harm to her nose, teeth and lower jaw, and possibly her neck if he managed to snap her neck backwards and bend it over her back. It was possible that, if her mouth was open wide enough, he could slam the lower jaw open wider still and strain it beyond its usual capabilities. The King was indifferent to the damage he might incur for such an attack. [counter to bite; damage pending]

The size difference was something he fully intended to use against his opponent. Without mercy he would crush this woman. Her scars didn't look like the scars of a seasoned warrior; rather, they looked like the markings of a chronic loser. While others might have wondered if there was more to the scrappy woman than what met the eye, Valentine wasn't convinced. Hoping to fling her backwards, Valentine sought to slam the lower right portion of his chest into the center of Akemi's neck. Like he had with Cypress, the King intended to strike the woman's windpipe and crush it. Severity could range from choking and blacking out as Cypress had all the way to death. As with Cypress he wasn't too terribly picky and he had no intention of holding back. [counter to chest slam; damage pending]

After shifting his weight to his left foreleg and hind legs Valentine lifted his right foreleg. He intended to slam it down on top of the innermost toes of the woman's right forefoot in the hopes of straining the fibers that held the digits together or even dislocate them as well as pin them to the ground.

The King rotated his head to his left and then lunged his opened jaws downward. He hoped to drive his upper right canine into the woman's right eye socket with the rest of his upper teeth tearing into her right cheekbone. His lower right canine would hopefully sink into the woman's left eye socket with the rest of his lower teeth digging into her left cheekbone. Full blinding was his goal. With her last good eye punctured and useless perhaps she's wisen up and finally quit letting others use her as a chew toy.

VALENTINE versus AKEMI for DOMINANCE
Round ONE of TWO

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