Winter's Heat
12-08-2015, 12:20 AM
Oh, what was this? Someone else who was looking for a little action? The pale woman let out a peel of laughter, raising to her paws and shaking off the snow that had settled on her coat. She pretty much blended into the landscape, and with a smirk, she tried to use this to her advantage. Seeing out the caller, she was careful to stay downwind from her, trying her best to stay silent as she crept through the snow. Mercy wasn't always about playing fair, and right now she was just eager to paint the snow red with blood. Her whole bodice trembled in anticipation, the fact that she was in heat right now did nothing to cure her blood lust. In fact, it almost made it worse. Fighting turned her on, and her body was already on fire. She didn't care about the fact that this woman was... well a woman. As long as she good some good bites in, it was as good as sex to her. Mercy attempted to come up behind Avalon, charging when there was about four feet between them. The pale woman tried to align herself with Avalon's rump, her shoulders rolling forward as she tried to slam right into her back side. Her left shoulder was aimed for Avalon's right side of her rump, her right shoulder aiming for the left side of Avalon's rump. Mercy was aiming for each shoulder to strike an equal distance apart from Avalon's tail. Mercy's purple eyes narrowed, her lips pulling into a snarl as her toes spread, nails biting into the frozen earth. Each leg was set an equal distance apart, each limb bent slightly. Hackles were raised as her tail rose to align with her spine, weight set evenly over all four legs. Mercy's chin tucked towards her chest as she tilted her head towards her own right, jaws parting and aiming for the base of Avalon's spine, two inches above the base of her tail. Her top jaw aimed for the left side of her spine, lower jaw aimed for the right side of her spine. Mercy tried to bite down as hard as she could, ears pinning to her skull as she tried to achieve a grip. Hopefully she applied enough pressure to the woman's spine to cause a lot of pain, but not hard enough to break it. After all, Valentine wouldn't be too pleased if she crippled is newest member. At the same time Mercy's left front leg rose, aiming to snake it forward and wrap her right wrist around Avalon's back right leg, right around her knee. In the same movement she tried to pull her own limb towards her chest, hoping to hook Avalon's right back leg and hug it against her own chest. The pale woman was hoping to keep Avalon's leg against her chest, keeping the woman off balance. Mercy's balance shifted towards her own right to keep herself balanced, and to make up for her tripod stance. There were no words spoken, for there was no need. She was only after one thing, blood. -------------------------- Mercy vs Avalon for Spar Round 1 of ? |
Art by Evelyn
Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.