PAIN, NO PAIN

N/A · 10-05-2013, 08:37 AM

i intend to edit this post once saf decides on how many rounds she wants to do c: but still, i will get an admin approval. edit approved by andy.
we knew this was coming, saf, xD <3

Although slicing through her adversary with naught but venomous words fueled her steel veins with an intoxicating dosage of adrenaline, the phantom child could not disregard the burning sensation of anticipation as it gathered in her oversized paws. Before long, she knew that bitter comments and open threats would not sate the desire to pummel her opponent with eager tooth and claw, nor would mere words splatter the earth crimson in the sable brat?s blood as her mismatched eyes yearned to see. But the pallid babe would relent the increasing urge to obliterate the ruthless creature placed so vulnerably before her, defiance and pride rooting her to the earth, unwavering in her composed stance despite the tempting rage that enveloped her interior. If the viper could battle off her desire for long enough, surely she could force the other to snap and initiate combat for her; either method, the babe was certain this feud would end in blood ? hopefully little of her own.

Her evident threat upon their father?s life did not gauge the reaction from her adversary as the babe would have assumed, fury gurgling within her chest cavity as the arrogant smirk that had remained stagnant upon the other?s countenance only developed further, an amused chortle accompanying the wry expression. Apathy encompassed her own porcelain features even as poisonous words vacated the premises of the bitch?s mouth, triangular ears twitching with the confident threat that fell upon them, daring to even consider the possibility that her mother could be defeated by their father. The words struck a chord within the pale fiend and her upper lip just barely twitched as the other exposed the tips of her incisors in challenge, causing amethyst and mercury eyes to narrow slightly as she stared at the brat, pondering. ?Shall we test that theory?? she inquired slyly, the edges of her velvet lips ascending upon her visage in a crooked grin as she offered a wink in the direction of her adversary. Haunches removed themselves from the earth as the adolescent pulled herself to her paws to support her mass upon all fours, serpentine limbs elegantly carrying the babe a small distance of five feet away from the dark juvenile before she pivoted back to face her, the grin unwavering upon her countenance. ?Suppose I attack you, here and now,? the hellion started as she began to settle into her defenses, spreading her limbs equidistant apart before bending each slightly at the knee to lower her center of gravity and enable swift movement. ?You come home to daddy dearest, battered and bruised, relay to him what happened because God knows he?d worry about you,? she spat, a trace of jealousy embellishing her tones. The man she once called father had never considered her well-being, but upon their encounter with the dark brat, he practically leapt to favor her instead of his own flesh and blood, and the wench knew he would not hesitate to do it a second time. ?You and I both know he?d find me to reprimand me for what I?d do to you, and once he did?? her voice trailed off as a sick chuckle cascaded from her lips, ?It?d be reason enough for mother; you know that.? Her mother?s terms had been made clear to the babe after the meeting that she had unfortunately refrained from attending, but she had every intention of showing for the final conference ? she just had to initiate it.

?And, in essence, his death would be all?? she began, her skull descending to fall in alignment with her spinal column, tail extending straight outward from her rump to be used as a counterweight should the situation warrant it while her toes splayed across the earth and her nails grappled the soil for traction. ?Your?? Her ears careened backwards, pasting themselves against her crown while her eyes narrowed slightly, shoulders rocketing forward to provide the base of her neck with loose rolls of excess flesh, only aided in protection by the raising of her hackles. Skull was drawn back some to create pockets of flesh around her neck, chin tucking against the curvature of her neck while her jaws unhinged, gluttonous incisors at the ready. ?Fault!? With her final sentiment verbalized, the adolescent shot forward in an attempt to quickly close the slight gap between their bodies, intending to greet the babe with a head-on collision since she suspected her larger apex and heftier mass would overpower the lighter-set canine. If and when she neared the sable brat, her left and jutting shoulder blade would seek to slam into the left (Artemis? POV) of Devya?s chest just before her shoulder, intending to both force the smaller wench backwards and to hopefully create moderate bruising there. Simultaneously, her jaws would snake to the left (Artemis? POV) of her adversary?s face, upper jaw seeking to ensnare Devya?s left cheek while her mandible would attempt to forcibly clamp down upon the bottom left corner of her opponent?s own mandible, wishing to ensue ruthless pain within the brat with the pressure applied behind her hopeful bite. This was no spar against her sibling, and this time she was not compelled to hold back. This time she would unleash the beast that her adversary had taunted.

ARTEMIS vs DEVYA

for

VENGEANCE

move ONE of THREE

ATTACK running at devya with the intentions of a head-on collision, left shoulder blade seeking to hit the left of devya's chest right before her shoulder. upper jaw seeking to grasp devya's cheek, lower jaw seeking to grasp the bottom left corner of devya's mandible so as to ensnare the left side of devya's face.

DEFENSE limbs spread equally apart, center of gravity lowered, skull aligned with spine, tail out, toes splayed, nails biting into the soil for traction, ears pinned, eyes narrowed, shoulders forward, hackles raised, skull drawn back some, chin tucked, jaws gaping

INJURIES first round.

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