Pain throbbed across her skull as blood seeped from her torn ear. He would pay for that. Pain mixed with adrenaline, fury burning dangerously in her chest. She had had enough of this family. Heart pounded in her chest, adrenaline flooding her system. Rage turned her vision red. The nerve this family had. Attacking strangers.
His right leg would cross, wrappings itself around her own left leg, jerking it towards him. He would be successful, her balance would crumble. Immediately she release his leg, the damage had been done. To avoid falling under him, she would pick up her right leg, allowing her weight to come crashing to the earth. She would allow her right hip to drop, allowing herself to roll away from the pallid monster.
Before she could get out of harms way, pain would sear across her face as fangs grabbed the flesh across her brow, shredding the tender skin. Blood would flow from the wound, the crimson substance would roll down her face and into her eye, binding her until it could be cleaned.
As soon as her roll would complete, she would aim to jump to her paws, only a few feet away. She hoped that the brutes wounded leg would slow him down enough for her to rise. If she was successful in getting back up then she would strike again, using her speed against the wounded brute. Her bodice would drop low to ground, as though she were stalking her prey, closing the distance in a few bounds. Her good eye would remain narrowed, her bloodied eye closed, her skull was level with her spine, hackles raised, shoulders rolled forward, tail even with her spine as she shot forward. Ears remained tucked against her skull, her chin tucked against her vitals, toes flexed so that her claws could dig into the earth for tractions. Weight was evenly distributed across all four limbs as her knees bent, lowering her center of gravity.
Jaws unhinged, aiming to once more grab his wounded leg, but she struck lower, wanting to grab his ankle. She wanted to destroy him. She wanted him to pay, to remember her. Should she grab his ankle successfully, jaws would clamp together as hard as she could, and her skull would jerk up and away from the brute. She wanted the tendon that resided in his ankle, she wanted him handicapped.
DEVYA vs CODEINE for DOMINANCE: Round 3/3
ATTACKS: Would allow both front limbs to giveaway so she could roll away from Codeine. If she is successful in getting back up, then she would aim to strike his wounded leg again, going for his ankle, wanting to to then pull up and away (away from his own body), she wanted to wound the tendon in his ankle.
DEFENSES: eyes narrowed, ears pinned, shoulders rolled forward, hackles raised, tail even with her spine, legs spread equidistant and bent slightly
INJURIES: bite to the scruff, torn right ear, bite above her left eye (across her brow) the blood had caused her to be temporarily blinded in that eye
OOC: Discussed with seren that they were nearly head on when he attempted to trip her
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