KO Your Ass
06-15-2014, 01:36 AM
| Sin Armada |
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Someone would come, attempting to appear upon silent paws and of course, the demon was ready as always. He had spied him slinking across the ground like the ground snake he was, whatever this man thought he could be. His hackles were raised, ears flattened against his crown, eyes had been narrowed as he scanned his surroundings. Sharpened claws scraping and digging into the soil upon which he stood, head lowered slightly as his chin was tucked. Tail aligned with his spine and yet it was slightly arched upwards in a show of dominant pride, shoulders rolled forward to protect the sides of his neck whilst his scruff bunched with a slight pull back of his head. He cast a glare from peripheral vision as his opponent tried to blind side him, and it would be a failure. The beast would square off against the other brute, jaws splaying wide as gleaming teeth sought to counter the onslaught. He allowed his opponent to come in close, and it was near the last moment he would make his move. He would surge forth, left shoulder jutted forth in an attempt to collide with the chest that sought to slam him in the first place. Teeth would flash towards him, ivory daggers of his opponent scraping against the the left side of Sin's head. He would feel a slight tinge of warmth, for the wretch had managed to wound him, but only just slightly. In turn, Sin would open his own jaws wide. He would attempt to grasp Hati's muzzle within his own, teeth seeking to find the contours of his topmost muzzle where the bridge of the nose was. To cause pain and discomfort, and possibly to discourage his attacker and bring forth a cry of pain. Sin's stance would then rise, causing his opponents attempt at unbalancing him to become unsuccessful, as Sin rose upon his hind paws, forelegs reaching forth in an attempt to wrap forelegs around his opponents neck, to keep him close. His tail would wave like a banner behind him to keep his balance, grounded toes splayed to aid in his endeavor. Should he succeed or fail, he would push weight forward in an attempt to hinder the others movement, and yet he would keep his head angled in such a way to keep his throat protected. He would compromise some balance, but it was only the lease of his worries. Sin would snarl, wanting to show this meager soul that he would not get off scot free for trying to play dirty in an attempt at sneaking upon him. Muzzle wrinkled in a furious snarl, venomous gaze narrowed to slits, and should he manage to attain a grip he would shake his head viciously to cause more pain and damage. Should he fail in a grasp or to retain a hold, then he would strive to grasp elsewhere upon his opponents scarred visage, and strive to keep a hold of him. Sharpened claws would curl inwards, attempting to dig into the creatures skin in order to keep him within his grasp. Round: 1/3 Defenses: 1st Paragraph. 2nd paragraph. Attacks: Countering, left shoulder jutting forward in an attempt at slamming into Hati's chest. Attempt at grabbing a hold of the top part of Hati's muzzle. Attempting to wrap forelegs around his neck to keep him close. Attempting to push some weight forward. Injuries: Possible bruised shoulder, small wound from teeth scraping a centimeter or two. Out Of Character Notes: |
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