Stunning [Skia]

The woman kept talking. Arrogant bitch. Ashmedai smirked, but an angry spark flared in his eyes. Oh she called him a mortal. What was with these wolfes. Ashmedai snorted, "Oooh, must have struck a nerve, huh? You just want to assume I'm a mortal because you think it makes you edgy or something. Sorry, babe, but you're looking at a god spawn." Ashmedai climbed out of the water and shook heavily, hoping to get some of the splashback on the dumb woman.

He padded towards her, keeping about five feet in between them. She turned her tail on him, but she hesitated, "Hah, showing your ass literally now? Or I guess you're turning tail and fleeing."

He was being a little immature and he knew it. He loved it.

She told him of a large black male- her father perhaps, or a brother? Ash smirked, "Unless he's wanting to sleep with me or hurt me, I don't think I have a reason to visit him. I don't just come for any man."

Oh, NOW she was leaving? Ashmedai waited for a moment, watching her walk until she was about ten feet away.

"Leaving so soon? Why don't you stay? The water's nice!"

Ashmedai set his defenses. He pulled his ears back, narrowed his eyes and scrunched his face and muzzle to deflect attacks from his eyes and face. He rolled his shoulders, bringing the extra skin around his neck and tucked his chin to protect it further. He lowered his head to be level with his spine, flagging out his tail to increase agility as his hackles laced up his back, his fur fluffing out for added padding. Ashmedai's knees bent slightly further heightening his agility, his nails dug into the ground for traction. His weight distributed evenly on all four of his legs. Showtime.

Ashmedai attempted to close the distance between him and Skia. She had been facing away from him, which was always a good starting position. He didn't expect it to last long, however.

Ashmedai reared, redistributing his weight to his back legs, then attempted to slam his weight down on Skia and wrap his paws around her lower stomach, just above her hips, aiming to grip her much like a mating stance. She was just a tad taller than him, but he was betting that he was possibly a bit heavier, hoping to cause her to lose balance in her lower end with his sudden added weight.

Ashmedai opened his jaws and tilted his head to his right. As he launched his attack (throwing his wight down and gripping her), he aimed to simultaneously bite and grip Skia's scruff in the middle of her neck. He knew the bite wouldn't hurt her a lot since it was the fatty scruff, but he aimed to cause some moderate to severe lacerations on the skin anyway and gain a grip which he could use to control her with and use to throw her into the water.

This woman was about to get dunked on.

Ashmedai VS. Skia for DOMINANCE (Barring exit/ throwing in the water)
Round 1/2
Height 42"
Build Heavy