Fighting my way out

Somehow the teasing tugs he gave her tail, the light nips he gave her rump, all just added to the steadily building frustration and anger that was building in her gut and threatening to burn her from the inside out. All of the anguish she had been through over the last few days, all of the terror she had felt and continued to feel, and the fear and worry she had over the future fed into that fire and she just kept pulling those emotions out from the recesses of her mind and throwing them on that blaze like firewood. Tears of frustration welled up in her eyes and she funneled that into her attacks, hitting his leg harder than she probably would have otherwise and she felt the limb cave under the pressure.

She was unrelenting and immediately took advantage of getting him even slightly off balance and went to bite down on the ankle of the leg she had knocked free from under him. She tried to pull up on the limb and keep it from being able to catch his weight as she threw her body weight into her shoulder and tried to ram it into his ribs with a grunt. She used that momentum to shove him away from her, whether she was able to knock him over or not, and used that momentary space to turn to face him again, immediately falling into her usual defensive stance as she stared him down though tear-filled eyes, breathing hard and not noticing how her form had begun to tremble under the weight of her own emotions. "Fight me!" she yelled at him and demanded with a hard stomp of her foot, snarling as she launched herself at him again.













"Tamsyn" | "Blue"