No Mediocre
07-18-2014, 10:20 PM
He would chuckle in amusement as she seemed to struggle with a decision. The given time allowed him to keep defenses in check; eyes narrowed, chin tucked, head tilted downwards, jaws parted as the taste of battle drew near, thus causing saliva to drip from his maw. Toes splayed, claws scraping into the dirt in anticipation as well as traction, tail aligned with his spine, muscled tensed as his shoulders rolled forward, scruff bunched. Dual toned orbs would watch her move, for it was a clumsy starter. He had not been directly in front of her, but slightly towards her left at a leftwards angle. She would attempt to charge at him, and his hackles would rise as a growl erupted from his throat. The girl would attempt to slam her body (idk which side of her, so i'm gonna say LEFT.) towards his chest, but he would simply thrust himself forward and meet her. He would attempt to slam his chest into her body, to knock down the smaller girl thus her jaws missed completely the foreleg she was trying to grab as he raised himself upon hind legs, attempting to use his greater weight to force her to the ground. Both of his forelegs would rise, attempting to wrap his right one around her throat and upper chest while his left foreleg attempted to wrap upon her back. Jaws would gape open, seeking to sink his teeth into her spine. If successful, he aimed to grab on and shake, relentlessly. If he managed to attain this hopeful hold, he was sure it would scar and he would also hope to taste blood upon his tongue. Meanwhile, his hind legs would spread to evenly take his weight, toes splayed as his tail lashed side to side. Round: 1/3 Attacks: Rises on hind legs, attempts to wrap right foreleg against her neck/upper chest, left foreleg on her back as he uses his weight in an attempt to push her to the ground; jaws seeking to bite into her center spine and shake relentlessly. Defenses: Paragraph 1; end of Paragraph 2 Injuries: Possible light bruising on his chest. Speech Thought Others |