Now is the time, Now is the hour

Lurid could feel the hit had missed its mark, but still, some contact was made. The frustrated devil pinned her ears back and once again snarled her scarred face as another angry growl left her even as Voodoo swung to the right sending their bodies to stand parallel with each other like a puppy. The girl tried to body bump the beast of a woman, but Lurid was having none of it and moved herself to the right, following the girl's motions. keeping her tail flagged out behind her for balance and planting her paws in the dirt, Lurid braced herself but remained ready to move fluidly out of range just as Voodoo ducked her head down to bite her left forelimb. Snatching her leg back as Voodoo snapped, Lurid sustained only minor scratches once again. It was her hind foot that caught the worst of it. As she moved to her right, Voodoo stepped on her left hind paw with force, but her movement spared all but a couple of toes from the brunt of her attack. All of this happened almost simultaneously, and while the girl still had her head ducked and her balance was off, Lurid took her shot.

The white devil ducked her head down with her jaws wide, attempting to grasp the younger Voodoo by her scruff once again, not to rip and tear, but to pull her off her balance while she had the chance. Should she be successful, she sought to topple the girl and pin her to the ground, trying to sit on the younger wolf with all one hundred and eighty-five pounds of her body weight. It felt more like a dangerous game they were playing anyway, and the dire heathen decided she would not kill the girl for daring to challenge her. Instead, the demoness would probably thank her for the exercise once she knew her future. Should she not be successful in her attacks, Lurid would stand with her tail behind her in a dominant fashion and her head even with her shoulders with her ears pinned to her crown, hackles raised, and muscles bunched; ready to move in a second's notice.