Minute in a heartbeat
04-25-2014, 11:34 AM
Defenses would never cease to exist as the battle raged on, each set in place to assist the woman in protecting her vitals at all costs. Her ears would remain folded, her eyes were still narrowed, her muzzle was scrunched, her lips were curled to fully unsheathe her fangs, her chin was tucked to protect her throat, and her head remained dropped to align with her spine. Her shoulders were rolled forward, her hackles were raised along her nape and spine, her neck was scrunched, her back limbs were slightly bent and squared, her weight was distributed between her back limbs, and her abdomen tensed to further assist her balance while on two limbs. Her tail was raised to align with her spine and to be used as a rudder when turning sharply, and her toes were gripping the earth for traction as she splayed and flexed them all. Successfully she would manage to peel flesh from the brute's face, leaving behind a flesh wound similar to hers in size and depth. Her paw shove would somehow land against his chest as opposed to his side, and though she had hoped this would knock him over, it would not. He seemed to be unscathed by her push, but she would manage to land another successful bite, leaving him with another wound to dress when the battle was over. Her victory's would be short lived though, as suddenly the man would begin to raise upward with her, his left shoulder striking the left side of her jaw. Her head would rock backwards, pain radiating throughout her jaw as she struggled to tuck her chin again before he could strike. His larger form would continue to slide toward her left, her front paws kissing the earth as attempted to stand on all fours again, his leg swipe barley grazing her forearm. To her surprise he would begin to move toward her left as opposed to striking again, and Liberty would attempt to jolt toward her right in sync to avoid giving him complete access to her side. (diagram here) She would aim to keep the man in front of her now, her hind end swinging toward her right as she attempts to pivot and turn with him. He would strike at her again with his fangs, and she would shriek in agony as more flesh was peeled from the left side of her neck, ripping the existing wound further and deeper. Blood seeped from her wound, leaving a crimson trail down her left shoulder and leg. It would certainly leave behind a scar, which only fueled the woman's desire to harm him. How dare this man blemish her flawless fur! Upon his recoil she would again attempt to swiftly counter snap at him, her mouth fully agape and her fangs aimed directly for his left eye.(before his lunge) She would attempt to viciously peel back flesh as opposed to biting and holding, hoping to not only temporarily impair the vision in his left eye, but worsen the previous flesh wound inches behind it. The man would begin to shift, and Liberty would attempt to shift as well. She would attempt to lower herself a few inches toward the earth, her knees bending as she spread her weight evenly throughout her limbs. As he would shift to thrust his weight forward she would attempt to thrust herself forward as well, aiming to slide herself straight beneath the far taller, and raising upward, man. (before his right leg jolts out) With jaws fully agape and her head cocked toward her right, she attempts to grasp a lethal hold around the middle portion of his right thigh, while also attempting to thrust her right paw into his left ankle. (shown here) She aims to grasp and shake her head violently, wanting to tear flesh and muscle while also attempting to push his leg outward with her paw to impair his balance and possibly knock him over. Round: 2/2 Attack: Attempting to counter snap at his face again in response to his bite, is aiming for his left eye/flesh wound inches behind. | When he lunges forward she attempt's to lunge forward to slide beneath him, (using her smaller size as an advantage) her jaws fully agape as she attempts to bite his right thigh. | In sync with her bite, she attempts to thrust her right paw into his left ankle, wanting to push his leg outwards to impair his balance and possibly knock him over. Defenses: Mostly in first para, then spread out where it's needed. Injuries: 1st round: Bruised right portion of chest 2nd round: aching jaw that will certainly bruise, deep bite wound to the left side of neck. OOC: Note that Liberty is 28 inches, and Ortiz is 36 inches. Speech, |