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Levi didn't back down. He never did. The fucking tool. He pivoted his ass, but she still met her mark. The point of her right shoulder collided with the soft space behind his own right shoulder blade. The burst of dull pain in the thin section of bone bloomed very suddenly. She also found a pathetic grip on his right flank, teeth slicing easily through the buttery soft top layers of skin. Coppery tang flooded her tongue. Stained her teeth. The grip didn't hold, though. Her fangs cut through the skin and then clicked together uselessly. Keeping her shoulders rolled forward, her hackles rose. A few flickering blinks maintained her squinted eyes. Her joints remained bent to keep her centre of gravity low and hopefully a little out of reach. Round audits were still pinned flat to her skull so her brother wouldn't tear them off. She made sure to keep her toes spread out to improve grip and traction on the smooth stone floor. Her tail remained tucked neatly between her thighs. Chin would tuck back tightly to her chest, knowing better than to offer the alabaster male a target there. Sliding away from the larger form of her brother, she would attempt a leftwards side step to give them space. (counter?) However, her brother was already thinking ahead. His teeth grazed the skin behind her shoulder, leaving bloody trails between the blade and elbow on her right flank. His claws on his right forepaw scraped awkwardly across the back of her own right forelimb, a few inches above her ankle. A snarl would tear itself from her throat. Lunging forward, she hoped his bulk would make him as slow as he was stupid. She chased his retreating rump as it scooted out of reach to her right. The goal wasn't to win the fight, since the possibility was rather ambiguous. Rather, she aimed to cause as much damage to her asshole brother as possible in a short amount of time. Jaws would spread wide in an attempt to sink her teeth into the meat of his right thigh, just below the knee. Hind right limb would kick backwards, attempting halfheartedly to knock him off balance if it collided with the lower portion of his own right foreleg. - - - - - - - - - Sathanus vs Leviathan for Dominance Round 1 2 Height: 33" Build: Medium ooc. Sorry if this is garbage, as soon as I actually get into a fight I forget how bodies and limbs work. If you need anything clarified, you can catch me in the cbox or PM me! (my skype is also available)
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