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Ásvor

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The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 2Pride - LesbianBeeventVolcano
06-25-2018, 07:31 PM


Ásvor had never been known for being totally logical, but on the other hand she wasn't known for flying off the handle either - her reactions were purely a response of the drug she'd ingested. Perhaps she'd inadvertently taken more than she meant to, but all she knew now was a raw gnawing of anger that chewed at her core and threatened to erupt unless she acted on it. The man she lunged at was an enemy, she was sure of it, sent from the gods to test her faith and try to trick her.

Though her reactions were sharp, Miach reacted as best as he could, deflecting the bite to his face to his shoulder instead. Her jaws found hold there, all the muscles in her back neck going into forcing pressure into the bite. For a moment, she tasted blood, though instead of relief washing through her at the sensation of the warm irony substance trickling down her tongue it only made her want to inflict even more pain upon this stranger. After a moment far too short, she felt as Miach pushed his head against the side of her own, his jaws seeking hold below her ear. The pressure was sudden, and surprising, and she winced between snarling and loosened her hold enough to let him push her out and away from him slightly. Enough so that she couldn't snap back at him, though that didn't stop her from trying, jaws unhinging and snapping shut again a moment later, spit and blood flying from her mouth without a care.

It was harder to focus on how to achieve her goal of making him bleed as she felt his paw pressing down on her shoulder, trying to pin her to the ground. Briefly the weight of his body coming down on her neck caused her to pause, though her adrenaline kicked into overdrive. Her posture slackened quickly, attempting to slip out from under his grasp. It seemed an opportune time to come at him from below, hoping her sharp angle gave her an opportunity to seek hold on his face again, upper jaw angling to meet just above the corner of his mouth while her lower jaw would meet the base of his muzzle.