Beastmode

Judas was quick to his paws as she’d known he would be, his teeth sinking into the fur at her ruff in an attempt to pull her over. She grunted as she staggered, legs splayed in a half crouch as she hadn’t been able to fully right herself before the attack. If she didn’t do something soon, he was going to pull her back over and force her to submit, and that simply wasn’t something she could allow. The woman pushed with all her might against the ground in the opposite direction of his pull, managing to escape from his grasp with the condition of losing a small chunk of fur to his teeth. In that moment she spun around, rising to her hind legs and swatting Judas across the face with a massive paw. While he was disoriented, she lunged forward, locking her forelegs around his neck and pushing him roughly to the ground until he was beneath her. Her hind leg pressed against his stomach, holding him in place while her jaws opened to hover over his throat. In this position, it was high time he admitted defeat.