Not throwing away my shot [Pack claim!]
10-10-2021, 08:20 PM
Even though she was more than willing to take the deeper wounds that her yanking away from Sparrow's grip would have caused, she was glad when Sparrow simply let go of her scruff instead. It meant that when her opponent pulled her foot back to escape her snapping jaws she didn't feel as if she had taken a worse wound for nothing. It did also allow Sparrow the freedom to start moving out of the way, and in Manea's pursuit of biting Sparrow's leg, she ended up having her chin clipped by the earthen woman's ankle on the upswing, making her jaws snap closed and causing her to recoil back a bit. Her right paw did manage to catch Sparrow's chest and she felt her claws cut through skin, splatters of crimson blood dripping onto the snow. A small victory after missing out on the chance to crunch down on the pirate's leg.
Manea flashed a grin up at the other wolf when she was so eloquently called a "bitch" and scoffed in response. Once her paw was back on the ground from swiping at Sparrow's chest, she saw the other woman beginning to shift and rear back, so Manea hurried to reinforce her defenses. Her paws were placed evenly under her and she made sure to tense her muscles with a bit of a bend to her limbs to be able to absorb the impact of whatever Sparrow had planned. She kept her ears pulled back, her muzzle scrunched up to help protect her face, her eyes narrowed, and she went ahead and flagged her tail to help with her balance since she had a feeling she was finally going to be grappling with the effects of the pirate woman's heavier build. Her toes spread and her claws gripped the ground, keeping her shoulders rolled forward and scruff bunched around her neck to protect it—though now there was a bit of a sting when she did so with the new bite wounds she carried. Her head and neck remained even with her spine with her head tucked down over her throat.
As she expected, Sparrow reared back and twisted to her right, and then the heavier woman's weight was on top of her. Sparrow's left foreleg ended up draped across her shoulders right at the base of the back of her neck. She winced when Sparrow's feline claws hooked into the thicker skin of her scruff and her legs flexed a bit while she adjusted her stance to bear the weight of the other woman. Before Sparrow could get a hold of the back of her neck, Manea quickly ducked her head down—narrowly escaping the worst of the pirate's jaws. She felt those teeth snap closed and graze the skin on the back of her neck, leaving a pair of shallow lacerations behind but missing the grip her opponent was going for.
Since her head was down low from her ducking, she turned her head to grab the dagger that was tucked into the side of her left bracer. With the way Sparrow was grappling her, with the pirate's left foreleg across her shoulders and right foreleg unengaged, it left Sparrow's chest exposed. Manea gripped the short hilt of the dagger in her teeth and drew the blade, then turned her head so that the deadly point of the weapon faced up toward her opponent's chest. She then attempted to stab with an upward turn of her head, aiming the attack toward the space between Sparrow's right shoulder and chest. Manea knew with Sparrow's bulk pressing down onto her she wouldn't be able to remain standing for very long, so anything she could do to end the fight or convince Sparrow to get off of her was fair play. Her second raven swooped in at that moment as well to lend its master some aid, attempting to claw and peck at Sparrow's face to distract her and hopefully get her to back off.
MANEA vs SPARROW for CLAIM OF INCENDIUM
Round: 3/3
Height: 44"
Build: Light
Manea | Temno | Ciemny
Manea flashed a grin up at the other wolf when she was so eloquently called a "bitch" and scoffed in response. Once her paw was back on the ground from swiping at Sparrow's chest, she saw the other woman beginning to shift and rear back, so Manea hurried to reinforce her defenses. Her paws were placed evenly under her and she made sure to tense her muscles with a bit of a bend to her limbs to be able to absorb the impact of whatever Sparrow had planned. She kept her ears pulled back, her muzzle scrunched up to help protect her face, her eyes narrowed, and she went ahead and flagged her tail to help with her balance since she had a feeling she was finally going to be grappling with the effects of the pirate woman's heavier build. Her toes spread and her claws gripped the ground, keeping her shoulders rolled forward and scruff bunched around her neck to protect it—though now there was a bit of a sting when she did so with the new bite wounds she carried. Her head and neck remained even with her spine with her head tucked down over her throat.
As she expected, Sparrow reared back and twisted to her right, and then the heavier woman's weight was on top of her. Sparrow's left foreleg ended up draped across her shoulders right at the base of the back of her neck. She winced when Sparrow's feline claws hooked into the thicker skin of her scruff and her legs flexed a bit while she adjusted her stance to bear the weight of the other woman. Before Sparrow could get a hold of the back of her neck, Manea quickly ducked her head down—narrowly escaping the worst of the pirate's jaws. She felt those teeth snap closed and graze the skin on the back of her neck, leaving a pair of shallow lacerations behind but missing the grip her opponent was going for.
Since her head was down low from her ducking, she turned her head to grab the dagger that was tucked into the side of her left bracer. With the way Sparrow was grappling her, with the pirate's left foreleg across her shoulders and right foreleg unengaged, it left Sparrow's chest exposed. Manea gripped the short hilt of the dagger in her teeth and drew the blade, then turned her head so that the deadly point of the weapon faced up toward her opponent's chest. She then attempted to stab with an upward turn of her head, aiming the attack toward the space between Sparrow's right shoulder and chest. Manea knew with Sparrow's bulk pressing down onto her she wouldn't be able to remain standing for very long, so anything she could do to end the fight or convince Sparrow to get off of her was fair play. Her second raven swooped in at that moment as well to lend its master some aid, attempting to claw and peck at Sparrow's face to distract her and hopefully get her to back off.
Round: 3/3
Height: 44"
Build: Light