Empire of Angels (CHALLENGE)
11-24-2015, 07:03 PM
The moment it became clear that his opponent wasn't going to fling herself into his legs Valentine too changed tactics. He was a beat behind her in rising but once again the advantage would be his; the brute's height and weight would aid him well in stopping her attacks before they could begin. Years of experience allowed him to react instinctively and even though he was a beat behind her in rising, his quick movements were enough to all but ensure that the majority of her attacks would earn her nothing but failure since they hinged on her jumping over him. Valentine's weight shifted to his coiled hind legs as he too rose up; an action that made her kicks directed at his face and shoulders impossible. His stance remained wide; each hind foot placed slightly over hip width apart for better balance and his toes remained spread for the same reason as his nails bit into the ground. His tail rose to lay parallel to the ground to further better his balance and he tensed all over, body going rigid to enable him to stand tall without toppling. His hackles continued to span the length and the width of his back and his ears stayed pinned. Valentine's features were still twisted up into a sneer; his lips curling to bunch the skin around his narrowed eyes and along his forehead. After rising Valentine immediately kicked off and launched himself forward in the hopes of intercepting and snatching the little bitch from the air, and throwing her to the ground in front of him. He intended for the entirety of his chest to slam into his opponent's sternum directly between her forelegs. Because the woman weighed less than a third of what Valentine weighed, Valentine's weight combined with the force behind his coiled hind legs would surely be enough to negate what little force she could muster and force her away from him. The King also hoped to knock the wind out of her. Simultaneously he lifted his forelegs and attempted to wrap them around the woman's ribs. He sought to slide his left foreleg up her right side and directly behind her right elbow while sliding his right foreleg up her left side and directly behind her left elbow. Hopefully his forepaws would meet directly behind the tops of the woman's shoulder blades. Valentine intended to scissor his forelegs together around her ribs in the hopes of getting a solid grip. With all four of her paws off the ground and faced with a much bigger, much heavier, opponent the woman would be powerless in his grasp. This move combined with his chest slam would hopefully be enough to slam the woman onto her back on the ground in front of Valentine with enough force to leave her breathless and possibly even smack the back of her skull on the hard-packed dirt. He hoped to either knock sense into her or knock it out of her if she wasn't capable of anything else. The last thing he needed was this silly little pest snapping at his heels the whole way home. Lastly he strove to intercept her bite. This would probably be the one and only time the woman was taller than someone; since she'd tried to launch herself over him and he'd been a split second behind in reacting, the woman's head was over Valentine's. Snaking his head upward, Valentine sought to grasp the woman's lower jaw between his teeth. The King wanted to sink his upper teeth into the middle of the right side of the woman's lower jaw while hooking his lower jaw beneath the middle of the left side of her lower jaw. Consequences be damned he intended to slam his jaws together in a strong enough grip to crush the bone between his teeth. Perhaps having to have someone chew her food for her for a few weeks would teach her a little something about respect. [counter to bite; damage pending] Round TWO of TWO |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.