blood will consume me
07-10-2014, 11:44 PM
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Teeth would close around the mark he had successfully chosen, blood seeping onto his tongue as he tore into flesh and muscle. The woman would wrench away as his claws swiped forward, catching her right thigh as she ripped free from his grasp. His legs remained squared, balancing until his airborne paw managed to find ground again. A snarl tore through his gullet, the Australian menace lurching forward to follow as she turned around to face him. Instantly, she would aim to bash into his left side, and he would turn himself to face her head on, rushing at her the same as she did to him in an attempt to close the short distance. Her shoulder would collide with his upper right chest, a bruise spreading and flashing across the area only causing him to wince, though he was sure she would feel it as well. As he moved, he would maintain defenses--Ears folded back, eyes narrowed, tail aligned with his spine for balance, claws digging into the ground for traction, toes spread, his abdomen tensing to reduce damage dealt there, shoulders rolled forward, scruff bunched, head tilted downwards to protect his neck, hackles bristling with the thrill of a fight, and jaws gaping as he sought to rip flesh from bone. However, as he came charging at her, he would feel teeth slicing through his left cheek and flesh would tear about two inches, the wound bleeding as he ripped away from her. With a cackle, he would bring his head down and to his left, attempting then to close his jaws around her face. Perhaps he would choose to rip the top of her muzzle, depending on how she moved. Or even try to scar her pretty little face. He was not above damaging vain faces, and she would be the unfortunate one. He strove to push against her, to force her back and possibly even topple her as he attempted to use his weight to gain leverage. A rippling snarl would emanate from parted jaws, the beast wanting to get his way. And yet, if he failed today, there was no denying he would keep trying in the future. Round: 2/2--Jet VS Catrix Defenses: Ears folded back, eyes narrowed, tail aligned with his spine for balance, claws digging into the ground for traction, toes spread, his abdomen tensing to reduce damage dealt there, shoulders rolled forward, scruff bunched, head tilted downwards to protect his neck, hackles bristling with the thrill of a fight, and jaws gaping as he sought to rip flesh from bone. Attacks: Attempt to bite her face, be it the top of her muzzle or the center of her face. Attempts to use his weight to push forward, to try and unbalance/push her back. Injuries: Heavily bruised chest, two inch gash on left cheek. Out Of Character Notes: I am up for anythin' with Jet, so it is up to you whether you want something to happen to Catrix or not. Though he will keep trying should he lose or anything. He is relentless, PM me if you have any other ideas, yes? Sorry for the short post, It would be longer but it's late and I'm pretty tired from working. Good post~ And good luck~ Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
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