Empire of Angels (CHALLENGE)
11-23-2015, 10:58 PM
Was the match-up bad? Oh yes. Was she likely to get creamed? Yes. But was she going to try and give this male something to remember her by? You bet your bottom fucking dollar she was! Stance remained widened, weight evenly distributed across the four limbs. Toes were splayed, claws biting into the soil as she ran. Single eye was narrowed, with her head aligned with the spine. Shoulders were rolled forward, neck was scrunched, chin tipped forward... Oh she was ready. A snarl erupted from the femme with parted lips. She would show the world that though she was small, she was more than just some chew toy.
As the man rushed towards her Akemi would put all her strength into her legs. He had hunkered down, much like she was hoping, and the little spitfire was going to use that to her attempt of an advantage. She wasn’t afraid. Her eye blazed with courage, with no fear. Come and get me. Everyone else was blocked out. Her son. Her brother. The spectators. Even Cypress.
As Akemi reached the last few feet she would lunge not forward, but upward. {Dodge / Counter?} Her body aimed to come crashing downward upon the king, her back paws clawing back towards his face, specifically her right paw over his left eye and her right paw over his back eye. Front claws would aim downward, to hook into the fur and dig into skin on either side of the man. Her right forepaw would aim a few inches behind his left shoulder and her left forepaw a few inches behind {as in towards the tail} his right shoulder. Furthermore she attempted to angle her own jaws downward and slightly to the left to snap directly around the spine. Her top jaw would seek to slide to the left side of the spine {Akemi’s left, Valen’s right}, and her lower jaw sought to land upon the right side of the spine {Akemi’s right, Valen’s left.}.