I could show you what you wanna see.

*Impra* · 07-06-2014, 04:58 PM

A stupid bastard he was. He was of a savage combat style, embracing the brute strength so apparent in his frail looks. He was a weakling amongst the Armada line. He could not possibly the spawn of Isardis and Argent, as so he spoke. Coral mandibles had latched upon the bastard's bloodied rump, yet he moved as if it were so easy. Rubies were stone-cold and hard upon the crimson brute's body, every motion captured as if a camera captures a moment in life. The cardinal swung about, positioning himself in a T-form, his jaws unhinging to reach her central spine. No way in hell would he interrupt her flawless appearance with such a savage move. Her champagne figure swung about, aligning herself with the male just as his jaws clamped shut, landing near her neck, at her brachiocephalicus muscle plating, somewhat near her shoulder. The sensation of blood upon her pelt and adrenaline dulled the pains, her coral lips parting in a snarl of pure hatred, ivory fangs bared. The bite would leave a scar about Her crown jerked forth, with restriction of speed by the brute biting into her neck, snapping toward the direction of the male's own brachiocephalicus. Should her assault land upon the cardinal, she would bite hard, and would not let go until the crimson bastard begged for mercy. Already she could feel bruising from the male's sternum driving into her own. Even if her attack did not land, her sternum would thrust forth, intending to push against the cardinal, to bring him down to submission to the superior and perfect of the Armada bloodline.

Even throughout her assaults and counters, defenses remained set: ears pinned, banner raised as a rudder, crown lowered, shoulders rolled, core tightened, joints loosened to absorb shock, hackles raised, eyes narrowed, brows creased, muzzle contorted into a snarl, toes spread, rubies locked on Raw; enabling her an entry to rather minimal injuries. Defense was to be embraced so much more than offense, and offensive attacks were to be strong and not in many of number, which could be confusing for the attacker, rather than the opponent. She knew how to fight, unlike the stupid cardinal-hued bastard.

IMPRA vs. RAW

ONE TWO
DEFENSE

Quote:Second paragraph, at the beginning.

OFFENSE

Quote:Attempting to bite Raw's brachiocephalicus, pushing against Raw's chest, to counter him

INJURIES

Quote:Moderate scarring on the right side of her neck, moderate scarring on the left side of her neck, just beyond her shoulders, bruising on sternum

// ooc // Yay! The fight is over! It was a good one too, and I'll get it into Judging for us.

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I could show you what you wanna see.

Impra