Dawn of Gods
05-31-2014, 12:48 PM
Poison dripping off my fangs... D?gmar had barely been holding herself together, dried blood marred the lower rims of her eyes and her body still felt like it was boiling. Thankfully she hadn't been hit as hard as some of the others. Tremors were rare for her though her constant nausea had led her to loose weight. Overall though the disease had her in a perpetually sour and violent mood so when the call went up over the forest in a voice unrecognizable to her she stalked right towards it. Who was fool enough to waltz right into Arcanum territory? The Marquis arrived just in time to see the chaos. Two pale colored strangers were battling with her fellow Arcamites. The queen arrived as well as another pale stranger but D?gmar was already spurred to action, her fevered mind spiking as a crushing need for violence overwhelmed her. But which target? which one? Fur and hackles stood on end as her eyes narrowed and ears pinned, jaws parted as her chin tucked slightly, neck and tail aligning with her spine. Shoulders rolled forward as her neck scrunched back. Her abdomen tensed as her limbs coiled, weight evenly distributed between her four legs. Toes splayed and claws dug into the earth as she launched herself forward. D?gmar was perpendicular to Nephele's left side when she started her attack. Powerful legs sought to close the distance between her and the smaller fae. Back limbs pushed against the ground as she launched herself toward the other femme, her left front limb seeking to drape over the others lower back, a few inches in front of her hips. Hopping to burden the other femme with her weight as well as steady herself if she was successful. D?gmar's right front wrist sought to wrap around Nephele's left back ankle and yank it towards D?gmar to unbalance and perhaps topple the smaller fae. Fangs dove for the middle of Nephele's left thigh seeking to gain a hold from which she could thrash her head and rip muscle. D?gmar & Kylar vs. Nephele For Dominance Round: 1 of ? Attack: Left front leg seeking to drape over Nephele's lower back, right aiming to hook behind Nephele's left back ankle and pull it towards her to unbalance the femme. Fangs seeking to dig into flesh in the middle of her thigh. Defenses: fur and hackles raised | ears pinned | eyes narrowed | jaws parted | chin tucked | neck and tail aligned with spine | shoulders rolled forward | neck scrunched | abdomen tense | limbs coiled | toes splayed | claws digging into dirt | weight evenly distributed Injuries: none, first round ooc: sorry, just had to sneak the Marquis in :3 |
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