Lock Me Behind Bars But Not My Soul.
09-20-2013, 12:35 AM
(This post was last modified: 09-20-2013, 03:25 AM by Isardis.)
Satis would remain guarded at the haunches of the foolish woman, hounding her, sending snaps of impatience towards her tail as she encouraged her frontwards. There was nothing she could do to prevent the actions of punishment, Satis had received orders from Isardis, and she would stop at nothing to fulfil them. The pallid wasn?t a trained fighter, a brood for a reason, despite the confidence she so executed it would be no challenge for the marked oddity to out-do her, to deliver her punishment with ease. Oddity would greet them at the borders, Satis regarding him only with the exchanging of glances; this was no time for distraction. The woman would spin, sending Satis into immediate fight-mode as her defences would raise; hackles announcing the initiation of a potential challenge. ?Think about your challenge, woman. You either take your punishment or you fight it, risking far greater damage,? she would hiss, eyes narrowing upon the fool as she?d take a confronting step towards the woman, giving her one last chance to back down, "And no prisoner deserves a healer." It would be then that she would leap for the dame?s left forelimb, exposing only the back of her neck to the woman as she would violently rock her skull left and right in an attempt cause enough damage to render her lame; thus making her true punishment far easier. |