No Sleep Tonight

within their fiery dance of blood boiling tango, the malevolent man had hit home. he felt warmth flood his meaty tongue, and knew immediately that his itching fangs had at least grabbed something on her crown though he couldn't quite see what. nevertheless, he would attempt to apply pressure to further ensure his hold and continued to dance on his spread toes, that swathe of slate and coal stiff behind his spine for extra balance. it was not long however, perhaps only a moment, before a tight pressure pinched on his neck close to his beloved jugular. ill-matched eyes would widen, an aggressive purr rolling from a clenched throat. quickly he would release his grip on her crown and in one swift, desperate movement he would use his hind legs to hop, leaning forward and swinging his left foreleg toward her shoulder. he hoped to knock the woman off balance with enough force, otherwise this move would be his downfall.

jaeger vs
roman for practice spar

round three of three

defenses - continuing to dance on his spread legs, as well as use his tail like a rudder for balance



attacks - attempting to apply more pressure to her head to get a better grip, and then hopping while attempting to lean into her and slap his left leg down on her shoulder



injuries - bite on his paw, bites and lacerations on his scruff, bites on inner neck (close to jugular)



notes - woooo! -dances- i hope i didn't do too badly