SEVEN NATION ARMY

*Satis* · 10-31-2013, 06:39 PM

She had come out on top, and that was enough for her. She would stand, panting in her supremacy as she shifted her weight between her hinds, rebalancing, testing the injury to her flank. It was nothing serious; torn skin but her muscles were fine. Adrenaline still surged her stream as she frantically glanced around in search of another to target; loitering amidst the commotion was a pale dove. She didn?t seem to be a threat, but regardless the snarl that drew up onto her lips showed she was no peace-maker. Rapidly she would leave the ebony man in whatever form he now remained, racing towards the white vixen at a resolute lope; striving to come up towards the left-wards side of her haunches, hinds pivoted slightly outwards to avoid a flush onset.

It mattered not if her arrival was detected; ambitiously Satis would aim to come up beside Rayne, slam the blade of her right shoulder into the ribs behind the left shoulder of her now targeted opponent in an effort to throw the woman?s balance and crack ribs, before skull would reach to her right, eager jaws agape as canines would strive to clasp at the left side of her lower gullet; ambitious to lock jaws around the tender skin folds of her unguarded left throat, and relentlessly hold. Eyes narrowed in defence, limbs square as was possible in her motions, weight equalizing after her right-wards thrust at the shoulder, spine aligned, tail tucked, abdomen tense, elbows bent, chest slightly lowered, toes splayed, claws digging for traction, shoulders rolled, chin tucked, hackles raised, ears pinned, jaws ready.

Satis vs. Rayne ? Round 1 of 2?

For Dominance/KO.

Defences: Eyes narrowed, limbs square as was possible in her motions, weight equalizing after her right-wards thrust at the shoulder, spine aligned, tail tucked, abdomen tense, elbows bent, chest slightly lowered, toes splayed, claws digging for traction, shoulders rolled, chin tucked, hackles raised, ears pinned, jaws ready.

Attacks: Attempting to approach at the left hindquarters, Satis' hinds ever-so-slightly pivoted away to prevent being parallel/flush to Rayne's left side; Satis aims to throw the power of her jutting right shoulder into the ribs just behind Rayne's left shoulder, and quickly aim her jaws to the right to try and latch onto the left underside of Rayne's throat and hold; hoping to cease blood-flow to the head or breathing, and make her light-headed.

Injuries: First round.

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