ardent

Elaborate(claiming)

Claiming



Voodoo

Loner

Intermediate Fighter (40)

Intermediate Healer (30)

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
187
size
Large
build
Balanced
posts
160
player
Kingpedle

Samhain 2022Pride - Lesbian
06-22-2023, 02:20 AM
Voodoo felt her adrenaline pick up her heart beat. Blood coursing quickly through her making warmth spread throughout her limbs. She knew shr would have to use her wits but that didn't matter. Her opponent met her with force. Her right shoulder collided with the outside of his left foreleg. Pain welled in her chest, she definitely would feel slight bruising on the right side of her chest. Her tail curved to the right to help her balance. Toes splayed harshly into the soil as a growl escaped her.

The bite on his cheek connected, but she didn't allow the small victory to distract her from her task. Reveling in the fur and flesh that detached with her jaws. Gladly his weight pushed against her his head aiming to recklessly snap. Voodoo felt thrilled, her hackles raised to protect her nape. She tucked her chin closer to her chest immidaitely protecting her throat, her narrowed eyes watching gleaming teeth avoid her face by mere centimeters, though not without ripping out some of her fur atop her head as she shrank to protect her head. She kept her ears pinned to her skull wanting to keep the easy targets from being attacked. Taking her right left leg and aiming to swing her rump closer to Vidars left side hoping to place them at an acute angle. Her tail kept pace while in a few precious moments she reacted.

She felt his left shoulder shift at the same time he tried to bite her. Voodoo took advantage of her smaller size. As his left forelimb sought her own she bent her knees slightly momentarily and struck out. The woman's right shoulder sought to push into his ribs just behind his left front leg. Voodoo aimed to spring her head towards his right front forelimb. Her jaws seeking the mid right foreleg leaning into her weight into the attack as she attempted to shove him. His left leg caught the edge of her toes, the force making her wince but his attempt to ground her had failed. She continued to try to drive her weight with force into him. Relying on that lifted left leg of his to possibly help her tip him over to his right side. Hopefully the larger he was the harder he would fall. Her back legs clenched with strain letting the dance take her over.


Voodoo vs Víðarr for pack claim
Round 2/3
Height: 38"
Build: Medium