Ready, Set, Fire!
Proserpina
Expert Fighter (175)
Novice Intellectual (15)
age
10 Years
10 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
0
0
player
Dragon Mod
Dragon Mod
02-18-2019, 05:27 PM
She had succeeded in hitting him with her right shoulder, a bruise sure to blossom there later. She gasped slightly at the surprise of it. She hadn't been in a fight before now, and though she should have expected pain from it, she had been unprepared. Her teeth scraped his skin but not enough to draw blood. Drawing blood from him wasn't exactly on her list of things to do considering she was here for a practice spar, but if he ended up drawing blood from her then she would more than likely consider doing the same. Still, for now, she would press on and try her best. Maybe she'd be able to learn something from the albino man.
Eventually, she ended up distracting herself. Overthinking on what to do next. Her heart pounded frantically in her chest as she went through everything she could possibly try. So much so that she almost didn't notice when he started trying to push her back, but by the time she did notice, it was too late. Her hind legs straightened out as she tried to fight from being pushed back, her eyes squeezing shut out of habit from straining. Before she knew it, she felt one of her forepaws being whacked at, and that was all that was needed to send her to the ground. She had overextended her hind legs which caused her grip on the muddy ground to falter. She went down onto her right side, panic setting in.
Instinctively her tail flew up to protect her belly, her ears pinned against her head. Her fur bristled up, clumped by mud as her heart pounded against her chest. With her on the ground, this wasn't going to be so easy. She had made a mistake, and she knew that if this had been a more serious fight, she knew this could have ended really badly. So she did what she could, and with that she attempted to pull his own right foreleg out from under him with her own left forepaw. Simultaneously she aimed to bite at his lower chest, a vain attempt at maybe pinching the skin between her teeth enough to make him move so she could hopefully get some leeway to get back on her feet.
Proserpina vs Hannibal for Practice Spar
Round 2/3
Height: 38"
Build: Medium
Eventually, she ended up distracting herself. Overthinking on what to do next. Her heart pounded frantically in her chest as she went through everything she could possibly try. So much so that she almost didn't notice when he started trying to push her back, but by the time she did notice, it was too late. Her hind legs straightened out as she tried to fight from being pushed back, her eyes squeezing shut out of habit from straining. Before she knew it, she felt one of her forepaws being whacked at, and that was all that was needed to send her to the ground. She had overextended her hind legs which caused her grip on the muddy ground to falter. She went down onto her right side, panic setting in.
Instinctively her tail flew up to protect her belly, her ears pinned against her head. Her fur bristled up, clumped by mud as her heart pounded against her chest. With her on the ground, this wasn't going to be so easy. She had made a mistake, and she knew that if this had been a more serious fight, she knew this could have ended really badly. So she did what she could, and with that she attempted to pull his own right foreleg out from under him with her own left forepaw. Simultaneously she aimed to bite at his lower chest, a vain attempt at maybe pinching the skin between her teeth enough to make him move so she could hopefully get some leeway to get back on her feet.
Proserpina vs Hannibal for Practice Spar
Round 2/3
Height: 38"
Build: Medium
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