A Friend And Only That
04-07-2018, 11:32 AM
I Will Be The One To Leave You In Your Misery Agria would easily go to escape the woman's plow, but it didn't keep her from jumping into the mucky, salty water. It wouldn't bother her much, at least on the outside. Instead she would glare back at the woman though with a jester's long grin instead of an irritated mask. This girl wanted to play that game? Then fine. Agria had nothing to lose, she wasn't scared of nearly anything, the blood of battle? Yeah right. "Come on then pretty little princess, wouldn't want to screw your face up now, would you?" Being a good 8 feet from the woman from dodging her blow, she wouldn't hesitate to begin immediately after her words. Regardless of any pleas from the lady. She started something Agria wouldn't just let go, it was fun for her anyway. Taking a leap forward, Agria's toes dug into the sand, her tail shooting straight out behind her to align with her spine so she could keep her balance. Her muscles would tense as she came closer to the woman, ears pinning and a snarl with parted jaws. Wanting to come from under the woman, she tried to get as close as she could before putting all her weight into her back legs and wanting to push up into her chest with her front paws. Her goal was to grab a hold of her muzzle with her own teeth, her large canines on the top of her muzzle, slightly to the left side of the woman's face, and bottom teeth closing on the woman's chin as if to clamp her mouth shut. Regardless she would take her front legs and try to scratch on the left side of the woman's chest and front shoulder blade, anything to draw at least a little blood. Round: 1 | 2-3? Height: 32" Build: Light OOC: |
