SEVEN NATION ARMY
11-21-2013, 12:28 PM
ooc: soooo the fight stats say that Azalea exited buttt she didn't. She was just waiting on the sidelines for someone to gather up Chrysanthe for her and take her to safety. She could see it falling apart, the field peeling away to leave on the best of fighters and those who had only arrived recently. Azalea watched, her front half straddling her beloved aunt?s form to keep it safe from any attackers. She needed to get in there, to claim some flesh for herself. Nearest to her was Surreal and as the bi-eyed female crumbled to the will of burly Glaciem male, Azalea would spring forward with all the rage of hell. Her stance had already been one of defense and now took on a more sinister appearance. Knees were bent to provide a lower center of gravity with her tail tucked safely between her legs. In motion her hackles would raise along her spine, making her look larger than the unimpressive thirty-two inches which she stood. There was little ground to cover between her and the oddity whose rump she had set her sights on. She couldn?t see his face, couldn?t realize the exact moment in which he noted her attack. Amber eyes would narrow, lashes hanging over her eyes to protect them from scattered blood. Ears folded back, paws digging into the soil while her shoulders stayed forward the best they could to lend better protection to her neck as her jaws spread to assault the unsuspecting animal before her. Like a well trained huntress she reached out to him, looking to sever the tendon to his right back leg. In that moment Azalea would kick it into reverse, her toes splaying in the dirt as she backpedaled a few steps following her attempt though her jaws would stayed locked after biting down, hoping to rip the limb open in a most grotesque manner. She knew like any dangerous prey animal that the male would turn upon her, a tight and protective circle that would put his reach hopefully just short of where she would end up. The last thing she wanted was for the panda wolf to grab her neck. Azalea didn?t allow herself even a second to consider the puppies growing within her, the parasites that may well save her here. If Jet respected his leader then he would not want to harm what had been planted in Azalea?s soil. Azalea v. Jet for KO Round: 1 of 2
Defense: Eyes narrowed, ears back, knees bent, shoulders slightly forward, toes splayed, tail tucked, hackles raised. After her attempted attack she also draws back away from Jet to try and leave his range of attack based on where she predicts him to end up. |
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