SEVEN NATION ARMY
11-24-2013, 07:00 PM
Azalea had seen her attack so clearly in her mind's eye. She would reach for the bend in his hind leg, grabbing hold of it, jaws aligning perpendicular to the direction he stood. There her jaws would clench shut and head jerk back to rip the tendon clean from the lower bone which it attached to. But no. It was not meant to be. Before her amber gaze his paw would raise as he motioned to turn, perhaps looking for another target as he seemed to have not noticed her attack. Of course as her jaws clasped his paw, tearing away feebly, he saw her clearly. His attack came swiftly and she had no chance of reversing out of it. Her body lowered, trying to shrink from his wide gaping jaws only to feel them clasp her skull. She had slightly angled her head, the way one flinched when they thought they were to be hit, and that caused teeth to impact. The top of his dental landed atop her head and slightly to the right, the bottom landed just above her jaw bone. They scraped away cleanly, leaving nothing severe though she knew she was bleeding and would feel the pain like she had stepped into fire. She was stricken with a silence and could not bring herself to yelp or growl or snarl. It was in that moment, in that position, that she realized he was in the perfect location to snap down on the back of her neck. She was out drawn. With a twitching lip she rolled onto her back, presenting her rounded belly to him and hoping he had the good sense to leave her be. Speech, |
