Dominion
07-19-2014, 11:14 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-19-2014, 11:21 PM by Misha.)
She had scented Winter around here, and the other male who had threatened Misha and Winter in the S.S. Antiox. And now she would find herself here again- yet she would keep herself hidden and unnoticed as the sound of fighting wolves filled the air. It seemes like an arena in here, and Misha was just about to become a contestant. She would never leave the man she loved to fend for himself as long as she could do something about it. Her defenses would kick in, beginning with her core/abdomen tensing. It was a new defense her body had learned from her recent spars, it being a useful one. Her ears would pin against her skull, sapphire blue orbs narrowing as more of her defenses rolled in. Her maw would move into a snarl, ebony lips pulling back to expose ivory fangs. Her tail would stick out and align with her spine, the fae dropping down into a crouch, slowly making her way towards the white male painted in blood red. She would stalk behind the male, taking the element of surprise. In a few, quick strides, Misha would be behind him, and she would raise herself onto her hindlegs, a snarl escaping her mouth as her jaws clamped on his scruff, if she would succeed, she would grab on and thrashing her head around, hoping to at least taste the blood of the man who hurt her love. She would keep her defenses in check, core/abdomen muscles staying tense, eyes narrowed as her tail thrashed around behind her, copying the movements of her spine to keep her in balance. She would distribute her weight evenly between her hind legs, her front forelegs attempting to grab his neck, claws scraping against his fur, to get a good grip Ears stayed pinned against her skull as Misha would keep her gaze on the male's white fur, hoping to stain it even more with blood. Her hackles would raise and her scruff would bunch up along her neck and shoulders, allowing her movement to be more swift from her side, neck swiftly moving around as she thrashed her head around, Misha's jaws still clamping down hard onto the male's scruff. |
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