How'd you get out
09-19-2014, 12:39 PM
The man would duck his head and scream at her, his shrilling voice causing her skin to crawl beneath her carmine pelt. How dare this man trespass, then scream at her while within her territory? She would not stand for this, this man needed to be taught a lesson. Before she can attempt to lunge a small mammal emerges from his ivory fur, the small rat speaking for him as she pats his head comfortingly. What was this guy, a damn nut case? He kept his tail tucked, his body trembling as shivers overtook him. What a pathetic waste of space. Marco, her newly acquired wolverine companion, emerges eerily from the mist that cloaks the forest, his entirely black bodice slithering beside his master. Volcanic orbs slide toward him momentarily, a silent whisper of battle is exchanged in their gazes. They would teach this insignificant ghoul a lesson. She turns her gaze back toward the pale man, her lips creasing to reveal the sharp weapons that lay within her mouth. "ENOUGH! You are an insignificant being, a nuisance to my home, and foremost you are a burden in my life! For your crimes you will not only remain a slave to my bidding for the rest of your miserable life, but you will take multiple beatings until you have learned how to be sufficient!" Venomous words seep from her gaping jaw, her jaws snapping viciously in his direction. Without warning she attempts to attack, her defenses raising as she takes her first step toward him. Ears fold flat against her skull, her eyes narrow to slits, her chin tucks to protect her throat, her muzzle scrunches to better expose her fangs, her lips remain curled, and her head drops to align with her spine. She rolls her shoulders forward, her hackles raise along her nape and spine, her neck scrunches, and her knees slightly bend to lower body and center her gravity. She distributes her weight evenly between her four limbs, her tail lifting to align with her spine, ready to be used as a rudder when making sharp turns. She grips the loose soil beneath her, her toes flexing and splaying. She attempts to close the distance between them by approaching him head on, her volcanic orbs narrowed and locked on his mismatched gaze. She attempts to slam directly into him, her right shoulder blade jutted out as she aims to smack it straight into the crease between his chest and left shoulder. She hopes this will cause him immense pain and bruising, and possibly dislocate the shoulder if she hits him hard enough. Her skull turns toward her right and cocks toward her left, her jaws fully unhinging as she attempts to full mouth bite the bottom right side of the mans throat. (not the direct middle, but pretty close to it) Her top fangs aim to sink into the upper portion of his throat, while her bottom fangs aim to sink fairly close to his windpipe. Instead of biting and releasing she aims to secure a tight grip and tighten her grip around his throat with every breath she takes. Marco lunges after her, but he does not attack just yet. Instead he seeks to stand fairly close to them until his opportunity to assist arises. FIAMETTE vs NIA for DOMINANCE 1/2? ooc- ref of areas she is attempting to attack - http://oi58.tinypic.com/e81fs0.jpg red is the bite, grey is the shoulder slam Walk "Talk" Think |
