daylight
09-09-2013, 06:24 PM
She wondered what he would think of her blatant attempt at putting herself in the line of fire. She wasn't worried, for though her nephew was a bit larger in every aspect - he wasn't so large as to use her like a ragdoll. She, after all, was a sizable lady. So as his force came into her she absorbed it as much as she could, sending a single back leg out behind her to add balance. Her tail flagged protectively, curling and whipping in multiple directions in order to ensure that she would not topple over. Her jaws met their mark, delving in only millimeters (if that) and then releasing him half a second later. However, as his force kept coming at her, she had no option but to recoil backward - both instinctively and mechanically. Her weight would shift onto her powerful back legs as they coiled behind and beneath her. One of them would lose it's traction upon the earth, sending her reeling momentarily. So he knew how to use his brawn, but did he know how to use his brain? In attempt to keep herself from falling onto her vulnerable side or even her back, the aunt would draw herself straight down as she felt herself stagger, so that her paws tucked neatly beneath her girth. At the same moment her head would fling upward, aiming for his left front foreleg near the ankle. If successful, she would bite down with the intent to hold on, and - if allowed - would rise up once more and attempt to off-balance her nephew. ?speak,? |