wont feel nothin' better

He was like a brick wall, not what she had been expecting. They collided magically, her teeth sinking into the side of his face as he suddenly leaned into her violent touch. Magenta gaze gew wide as she tried to regain her balance. She tried to remain balanced on her toes, hackles raised and ivory tail waving proudly behind her. She released him so that she might not completely lose her footing to him. He was heavier than she was, and could have sat on her and she wouldn’t have been able to do much.

Belle acted a hare too slowly, and despite valiant efforts Dag sent her tumbling. She tried to use it to her advantage though and aimed to make it a controlled roll. She landed on her shoulder and let her haunches roll over her to land behind her, leaving her facing him once more. Belle pulled her lips back into a snarl and leapt at the man again, this time her arms aims to grapple at his neck, her jaws aiming for his muzzle as her chest aimed to slam into his and drive the breath from his chest.

Deathbelle v Dagfinn for Spar
Round 2 of 2
Height: Large
Build: Light
Skill: Advanced