Batari Tests Her Jaws Pt1
06-15-2014, 01:52 AM
| Jet |
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The man would return to the lands. He had been gone for some time, having taken his leave shortly after slaughtering a woman unknown, but oh how the kill had thrilled him. It hadn't been the first time he had mauled and slaughtered another creature like him, but the taste of wolf blood was simply to die for, was it not? Jet's large frame would caress the grounds of the battle field, aqua eyes narrowed as he sought out the scene before him. He was intent on finding out what had changed, what was different, or if anything had changed at all. He wondered if Glaciem was still intact, or if a new pack had risen that was more proven and better then his former pack. Sneer would rise on his face, the male growing excited at the prospect of seeking a more powerful pack. The taint of blood would surround him, taunting him. Teasing his senses. And not only that, but a voice as well would draw him. He heard a cry upon the winds, and instantly he changed his course towards the call that demanded attention. It beckoned him, and the black devil would answer. After all, was it not the polite thing to do? The Aquarion outcast skirted around a larger boulder, the one who so foolishly called a challenge now in his views. A woman? Well, perhaps she would be more of a challenge then the last one he so cruelly tore apart. Limb from limb, in a literal manner. He missed the taste of blood. He had enjoyed that time, when the foolish lady had crossed his path, her bones cracking and snapping from their sockets as he slowly pulled them from her still live body. The Seracian woman had stood no chance, and neither did this one. Without waiting, the ash cloaked male would charge. Hackles rose along his frame, tail aligned with his spine, ears flattened to his head, eyes narrowed, abdomen tensed, claws digging into the earth for traction, toes splayed, teeth bared and jaws splayed, and his head and chin tucked and lowered to protect his vitals. Shoulders rolled forward in the same motion he would use to slam into her from the right, left shoulder jutting forward in a mad attempt to knock her over and try to unbalance her. Jaws unhinged, a vicious snarl erupting from his gaping maw as teeth would attempt to come down, and he would try to grab a hold between her shoulder blades. His aim here, was to cause immense pain and possibly handicap her movements. Should he hit his mark, he would use his left paw to try and sweep her closest paw to him, another attempt to unbalance her and make her fall. Round: 1/3 Defenses: last paragraph Attacks: Attempting to slam into her right side with his left shoulder. Attempt to bite in between her shoulder blades. Attempt to unbalance her with his left forepaw. Injuries: None; first round. Out Of Character Notes: Good luck c: I too, am learning still ^^; Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
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