SEVEN NATION ARMY
11-04-2013, 05:30 AM
Thane was awfully outnumbered and Gideon knew that even a two on three was dangerous--especially when one was already so injured out of the two, but he needed to get them off of thane at least somewhat--and so he came.
Shoulders were rolled forward and his head was pulled back into his neck a bit to scrunch up his scruff and surround his neck in fur, flesh, and fat. Eyes were narrowed on Artemis's back and his ears were pinned against his head. Weight was evenly distributed between four evenly spread limbs and his knees bent to further assist this balance. Paws lightly gripped the soil for traction and his tail was struck out in dominance and to act as a rudder. Head lowered and chin slightly tucked Gideon's spine was in perfect alignment and he found that his defenses were near flawless.
Still the war raged.
His body attempted to come forward and with great precision, and as Artemis seemed the best option Gideon would aim to crash his weight, using his chest, into her left hip. He had come at a forty-five degree angle so he would, unless her movements prevaled him, be able to void any attacks made. In similar timing with his possible and pending blow, and regardless of getting there, Gideon would snap his teeth out forward in an attempt to grab, by reaching over the hip, the fur and flesh that sat in between both of her hips--and there he would, regardless of attaining a hold, attempt to shake his head so that he might rip flesh from bone.
As his motions were attempted to harm the girl he also made it so that, all at the same time, his right limb snaked forward and his paw turned over so that rough nails would aim to quickly go upward and try to pull at her soft underbelly. Any damage, or really even the attack landing, were all up to chance and he knew there were a number of things that he could do.
round one