Nothing Says Bonding like Blood

*Impra* · 12-30-2013, 05:41 PM

She would miss his muzzle, but find herself looking more towards the man now. She aimed once again for his erring chops, she was quite determined to get ahold of them and keep hold of them. Her eyes were still narrowed and ears laid back as her open jaws attempted at her catch. She would tighten the muscle in her abdomen as she spread her weight evenly between her limbs, knees would bend, and toes would remain splayed. She wondered if he would attack her again, and just as the thoughts left her she could feel his foot make contact with her soft underside. A growl would be forced with her breath from her lungs as she made a quick retreat from him, she didn't want to give him room to stand but she knew it would be useless. She needed to regain her composure. With raised hackles she would let her tail act as a rudder for her balance. He would regret such a move if she had any say.
Impra v. Aros for Practice

Round THREE of THREE

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