Smitten

*Faite* · 01-19-2017, 04:53 PM

Faite was pleased when the man clashed against her instead of shying away from the fight he'd so clearly wanted. He had some bite to back up all that bark. Her chest clashed against his own body and her teeth found a mark a little higher above where she'd originally intended. The taste of iron seeped on to her tongue as her incisors lashed at the male's forehead. It wasn't his eyeballs, but she was away of how much head wounds bled. The metallic liquid seeping from his wounds had a fair chance of streaming to his eyes and distracting him if she was lucky enough.

Her ears pinned to her skull to keep them from harms way and her muzzle crinkled into a fierce snarl at his words. So he wanted her to bite harder? Well she'd barely gotten started. Her grip had been successful and her paws wrapped around where his neck and shoulders met and rested in the are right before his shoulder blades. She could try and keep him locked in place as well as keep her balance. She didn't intend to get knocked over so early in the fight.

Her neck was exposed so she didn't keep her hold on his face for very long. Her tail angled out to balance her body out as she attempted to shift her head and neck to the right. She couldn't move very far due to their positioning, but hopefully she had enough flexibility and room to avoid him getting any damaging parts of her neck. His own bite overshot his original mark and instead pain and blood blossomed from the left side of her neck, lower and left down from her jugular, closer to her chest. Her own gaping maw sought out the little crevice where his cheek and tender part of the neck met. Her top incisors were aimed for the area just under his jaw and her bottom teeth just a little farther down the neck. At the same time she tried to shift her weight to the right, tightening the muscles in her left foreleg, and throwing her weight to the right in an attempt to drag his head with her and throw him off balance. She couldn't move all of him, but the head was an easy target to control the rest of him. Where the head went the body followed and she wanted to make him fall.

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