Sixteen Tons (SPAR)

*Seraphim* · 02-16-2016, 09:25 PM

Seraphim figured his paw flailing was a mistake only seconds after he committed to doing so. Birna's eyes locked onto it in the same way a hawk's do when it sees mice scuttling around. He winced even before her teeth grabbed hold of the limb, but it was too late. Her bite land squarely in the center of his large paw, teeth gaining a firm grip there and he hissed in pain. Still, he could not afford to lose focus. Miraculously, it seemed to him, he'd managed to land his intended bite.

Still, he could not allow himself to get confident or overly excited (the latter he felt brewing in his gut even then.) He forced himself to calm down and go over his defenses instead. His remaining three paws were still well grounded, and in addition he widened his stance to accommodate the shift in his balance. He leaned forward, attempting to press more weight into Birna in the hopes that he would not to be toppled backwards by any sudden motion. His ears had come forward during his attack, and he quickly flattened them back against his skull, yet his eyes remained narrowed. He tensed his muscles, attempting for at least an instant to become immobile while he got his bearings. He rolled his shoulders up, freeing the loose skin around his throat. Just because she had her teeth buried in his paw didn't mean she'd settle for just that, and one couldn't be too careful! He dug his claws into the earth, and aligned his spine.

Then his moment of peace was over.

Birna did indeed launch herself into another attack, pushing back against him in a sudden rush. He was ready for it this time, and saw her begin to move from the corner of his eye. Phim would attempt to tighten his grip around her neck, furthering the damage he would potentially do as she lunged at him. Next, he would attempt to drop his own right shoulder in the hopes it meet hers, instead of his squishier bits like ribs or guts. He hoped that they would collide dead on, and that his preparation would help him absorb at least a bit of her impact. He shifted his weight to the right to accommodate for her oncoming force. It would probably hurt like hell, sure,and he expected moderate or severe bruising, but he also hoped to give as good as he gave. Phim loosened the muscle in his left forearm so that it would be free to stretch out, trying to keep the tension between Birna's teeth and his limb to a minimum if required. That hurt like hell, and he wondered in the back of his mind what his sister was up to at the moment...

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OOC: -pants-

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