as we collide

Defenses fell into place; ears slammed against his head, tail went out to act as a rudder, and eyes narrowed in. Head lowered over his breast and shoulders rocked forward to defend his vitals. As he moved forward his weight was evenly distributed between limbs that had bent knees, and his jaws remained opened. War was war, and he would dance with his devil. He'd tap dat ass.

Like a serpent his jaws snapped forward in an attempt to grab her left shoulder, his head remained low, and chin tucked in what ever way it could. Gideon's left shoulder would raise and attempt to slam dead center of her upper chest, and his left paw would leave the ground, he would adjust his weight to the three remaining limbs. The left paw would raise and attempt to slam into the knee of Argen't right limb. He wanted to see her bow before him. Now, he wanted to smash the youth within' her womb. She wouldn't take him without it costing her. It was her only warning. His freedom in exchange for her children. It was a fair warning. She had one chance to pull back.

Gideon vs. Argent for Gideon & Abortion

Round one of three