Nothing Says Bonding like Blood

*Impra* · 12-23-2013, 10:05 AM

She would watch him carefully, her cherry gaze fixed upon his frame. Her gaze would narrow as her ears fell back to protect themselves. A growl would resound from her chest as her fangs were exposed and her chin was lowered. She would let her feet grown an even distance apart as she centered her weight and balanced herself expertly on her toes. Her tail was sent out straight to help with her balance as her hackles raised and her knees became bent. She let her defenses fall into place just as Aros let loose his attack. He would suddenly come straight for her neck, but the she wolf was ready for him, she would brace herself and let him collide into her shoulder. With all of his weight being pushed upon her she would stagger a few steps, but it would only give her room to build up momentum for her own shove. She could feel the moderate bruising that would blossom from her chest as she readied herself.
Champagne claws would dig into the sand as she let another growl leave her lips as she pushed herself forward. She would aim her own shoulder at the man's right side, hoping to go for the same place that he had aimed for her.

Impra v. Aros for Practice

Round ONE of THREE

Speech,

ooc. I believe we are only doing one attack per round?

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