LIKE A HOUSE IN A HURRICANE
06-20-2014, 12:35 PM
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Adrenaline sent her heart into a frenzy, it coursed through her blood, feeding her drive to win. She refused to be beat by someone younger than herself. The world around her fell away as verdant gaze remained toxically upon her enemies pale face. If blood was what this girl wanted, then the Queen would happily give it to her, no matter the cost. All the while defenses remained intact as best as possible. Her eyes would remain narrowed, ears pinned against her skull, hackles lifted, shoulders rolled forward, and her thick plume aligned with her spine, ready to act as a rudder. Her limbs remained equidistant apart and bent at the joints, toes splayed, dull claws digging into the ground. Chin remained tucked as much as possible, protecting her vitals as abdominal muscles continued to remain tensed. She refused to give this girl any advantage. A growl reverberated in her chest, as she successfully closed the distance between them in a few strides. It had been too long since she lasted tasted the pleasure of battle. Her opponent would remain still until a final fleeting moment seemed to change the girls mind. Her ghostly adversary would step to her own right, keeping the pair directly in front of each other. Russet chest would meet her pale one, a bruise immediately flaring across her hardened chest cavity. Her jaws would not have a chance to reach their intended target before her opponent was whipping her skull around. The Queen would pull her head back slightly and swing her muzzle to the left to avoid pale jaws clamping down on her lower mandible, but she was not quick enough. Fangs would sink into her lower lips, tearing the tender flesh with ease. A vicious snarl erupted from russet jaws as blood dripped from her wound. Her own russet jaws would return to their original position, snapping at her opponents upper muzzle/cheek area in an attempt to fend her off [counter], jaws would quickly retract, jerking away sharply, whether she ripped flesh or not. But her pale opponent didn?t stop there. A pallid shoulder would thrust into the armpit of her left leg just as the Queen would attempt to throw it across her enemies neck. However, the pallid fool would not inflict as much damage as she hoped. Artemis?s shoulder would collide with its intended target, as the Queens back arched to absorb the impact, but due to the proximity of two fighters, not enough force could be gathered to hinder the russet Queen, leaving behind only a light bruise. Continuing with her assault, her russet forelimb would continue to attempt to reach across her opponents neck. The Queen would bring her front end up slightly (about 3 inches), shifting her weight onto hind legs, that have remained in their previous position of her right leg being several inches back behind the left leg for better balance, simultaneously attempting to force her weight forward and into her opponents shoulder. Her tail would aid in her balance along with her claws digging into the ground. Bloodied jaws would aim themselves down across her adversaries face, fangs seeking dual colored eyes. If the porcelain girl wanted to play hard ball, then they would play hard ball. She wanted to leave this girl a reminder, a token of this battle. Defenses remained intact as much as possible throughout her attack as adrenaline coursed through her veins, her blood pounding in hears. SIBELLE vs ARTEMIS for ARCANUM: round 2 of 4 ATTACKS: Snaps at Arts nose/cheek to fend her off [counter to Arts bite], followed by a quick jerking of her jaws away from art. Her left forelimb continues to try and land across Art?s neck, just in front of the shoulder blades. Jaws tip downward, aiming to grab Arts face in an attempted blinding. As Sib lifts herself up onto hind legs, she is attempting to throw her weight into Art simultaneously to either upset her balance or just tire her out by forcing Art to hold her weight
DEFENSES: eyes narrowed, ears pinned, skull level with spine, chin tucked, shoulder scrunched forward, hackles lifted, tail flagged out, abdominal muscles tight, legs squared and bent, toes spread, claws digging into the ground for traction
INJURIES: bruising across her chest from the impact against Arts chest. Bite to the right side of her low lips, possible tearing depending on what art does next, will scar. Light bruising to her left armpit, not enough to hinder her movements |
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