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09-09-2013, 08:48 AM
She had predicted that he would come with enthusiasm, but as the silver and ebony frame of her nephew came rocketing onto the scene, he realized just how eager he was. It seemed he needed no explanation, no verbal cues. Instead, the boy very clearly launched his assault without a moment's hesitation. She watched his body conform to his battle-stance, moving like a bulldozer in her direction. He aligned himself so that his right shoulder was aimed at her chest, an easy enough move to dodge. With intent she would sweep herself to the right in one fluid motion, purposely putting herself right in his line of travel. Jaws splayed open, seeking the ebony marking around his muzzle. Incisors would calibrate themselves to offer only a quick snap and nothing more sinister. Due to the close proximity between her face and his, emerald vision would narrow to tight slits offering only vague figures and no real details. Her tail swept out behind her like a banner in effort to keep her balance. It was likely he would not be able to stop his momentum, and if that were the case he would certainly go barreling into her as he had first desired to do. ?speak,? |