Jethro
The behemoth would refuse to move from her spot nearly parallel to the male. Her toes spread into the terrain, hackles raised and her scruff scrunched forward. Her tail straightened for balance as her ears pinned to the back of her head and her eyes narrowed. Her muzzle pulled back to pull the muscles around her face for any sort of protection she could get. As he removed his head from under her jaws she would tuck her head to protect her neck. His rump would only bruise her right left leg moderately with their proximity. The woman with her front paws slipping off of him would sit directly underneath her. Quickly regaining her balance as her front limbs spread slightly and she attempted to keep her right side connected with his left. Toes spreading as she watched him try to strain his neck to bite her face. Amachi would shovel her front paws back a few inches, pushing on them so that her body moved backwards along with her back paws. With her head tucked towards her neck the males teeth would miss their mark. Her eyes narrowed watching as he jaws snapped shut only a inch away from her face. That was when she would finally hold her attack. Turning her head to her right she opened her jaws and aimed for his left shoulder. Attempting to bite right behind the blade where his ribs started, her upper jaw aiming more towards the top of his back. The woman then took her right back leg in an attempt to scoot it under his left back leg and step up attempting to knock the leg with her shoulders rolled inwards she attempted to lean into his side to knock him over. Her tail keeping level. Her abdomen muscles tightened for more protection of her stomach and mobility if she so needed it.
3/4 for spar |
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