if i had a heart
04-15-2014, 07:03 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-15-2014, 07:04 AM by Lysis.)
Despite the force of her jaws, clinging desperately to Kyarst's forelimb, he would not falter. Momentarily he grip would tighten, daring to be more aggressive than before. And yet Kyarst would follow in suit, his grip tightening. Briefly she would shake her head from side to side, trying to break free -- but ultimately, she decided that he had won, and trying to rip free from his grasp would do more damage than anything. "You win," she admitted carefully, pulling away from him as soon as he released her from his grasp. The girl was still panting quite heavily, chest heaving with excitement and adrenaline. She was sore, and surely her scruff would be bruised and tender for a few days --- but he would be sore just the same. A devious smile toyed at her lips as she watched him, her breathing slowly leveling to a more even beat. "You were just lucky." It was all in jest, and the sparkle in her eyes told him that -- but she couldn't help but feel determined to train to best him in the future. |
Kyarst, her half-brother and closest friend, is allowed in any and all of her threads.