Desolate Blizzard
[Possible Fighting Seasonal?][Or Large Predator Fight]
05-14-2020, 01:00 AM
[ As to your OOC from Willows -- definitely didn't forget! I've been bouncing around threads for a little while, sorry lol ]
She smiled widely at his admission of cursing. "Attaboy." She wasn't one to curse for the sake of cursing herself, but damn if it didn't feel nice every now and again.
Seeing his playful, yet defensive stance, her tail swung easily as she narrowed her eyes at him. But he was already coming for her. A snowball was summarily launched into her face, and Malalia spluttered uselessly as she tried to launch away from the coming freight train that was Cairo.
Not quick enough -- he successfully tackled her in a bearhug with his forepaws, and they twisted as they fell in a heap of snow. She was already twisting out of Cairo's grip. It was hard to get a grip on the snow, and she ended up vigorously shaking herself out of the man's hold and tumbling further into the face of the strengthening flurries. Her paws sunk into the layer of snow beneath them, and she had to put her full weight down so as not to slide around.
Pressing her forepaws into the snow, she turned to face him, the flurries at her back and hopefully facing him, now. Instead of sprinting like she usually did, she gave a war cry and dove, her chest colliding with the white earth, attempting to slide across the freshly fallen snow to take a swipe at his back ankles.
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Total Word Count: 2056
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She smiled widely at his admission of cursing. "Attaboy." She wasn't one to curse for the sake of cursing herself, but damn if it didn't feel nice every now and again.
Seeing his playful, yet defensive stance, her tail swung easily as she narrowed her eyes at him. But he was already coming for her. A snowball was summarily launched into her face, and Malalia spluttered uselessly as she tried to launch away from the coming freight train that was Cairo.
Not quick enough -- he successfully tackled her in a bearhug with his forepaws, and they twisted as they fell in a heap of snow. She was already twisting out of Cairo's grip. It was hard to get a grip on the snow, and she ended up vigorously shaking herself out of the man's hold and tumbling further into the face of the strengthening flurries. Her paws sunk into the layer of snow beneath them, and she had to put her full weight down so as not to slide around.
Pressing her forepaws into the snow, she turned to face him, the flurries at her back and hopefully facing him, now. Instead of sprinting like she usually did, she gave a war cry and dove, her chest colliding with the white earth, attempting to slide across the freshly fallen snow to take a swipe at his back ankles.
(229)
Total Word Count: 2056