Master of Puppets

A dark laugh escaped the woman's lips, "Who said I was nice?" she asked, a wicked grin appeared on her maw. Ivories glinting in the summer sun in all their glory, a perfect display for the small girl to see. She took a few steps forward so she could try to get closer, preparing herself for what she intended to do. "I'll be the judge of that, young one. You're coat is too perfect, you need a scar." her voice drastically changed. From a sweet and light tone to a low snarl, and with that she slowly unleashed the monster she had become, hackles raising in the process. She faced Faite head on and adjusted herself just a few inches to the left, lips curling into a malicious snarl while eyes would narrow, ears pinned harshly against her massive skull. Powerful legs bent back and muscles gathered up force, her usually high tail now dropped to be aligned to her spine and the ground. She spread her legs evenly so she had good balance, her toes spread and digging into the sand. Releasing the tension, as legs bent she lunged forward hoping to smash into the female. Verana wanted to knock down the girl, and to do this she distributed much of her weight forwards. Specifically she wanted to slam her chest against Faite's throat or possibly even uppercut her lower jaw bone, since the girl was a rough 8 inches shorter then Verana.

As her enormous body came surging forward, she pushed some of her body weight up and forelegs would open wide. Aiming to close the space and slam herself into Faite, she was also aiming to somehow wrap around her forelimbs around Faite's neck. If she could get her leg's below the girl's jawline then it would be perfect, her left foreleg moved to hopefully wrap around the right side of Faite's neck, and her right foreleg moved to hopefully wrap around the left side of her neck. Jaws splayed open and fangs were aiming to rip into some flesh, her skull tilting to give herself a better angle to Faite's neck. Verana's own neck craned downward's towards the shorter female's neck, so she would get a better grip if successful. Her main goal was to scar the right side of Faite's neck, so her jaws aimed to snap toward that area of the flesh. Attempting to already get some progression on that scar in the beginning, but if Faite should move then her teeth would come clamping on thin air. She honestly had no idea what she expected from the smaller girl, she was unsure but she was sure that this would be fun for her either way.