And the trumpets they go~
10-03-2014, 09:16 PM
The woman would agree and quickly settled into her defenses. Her singular orb would watch the woman closely as she raced forward. The russet woman would remain still, allowing her opponent to come to her. At the last moment, there was shift in the yellow woman's wait, sending her straight into her (sibs) blind side. Pain seared across her upper left forelimb, fangs leaving behind small puncture wounds. The woman would press forward, but defenses kept the woman in place for the most part. Her hind legs would bend deeper to absorb the impact better and prevent her from loosing balance. In retaliation, her jaws would unhinge against her throat, and her crown would tip to her left in an attempt to grab the scruff several inches below the base of her opponents skull, she hoped to obtain a grip that would give her control of her opponents head. She was fighting blind, using only her touch and estimations of the woman's size to guide her. In sync with her attempted bite, she would attempt to thrust her left shoulder forward, wanting to jar the woman's jaws and teeth, hoping to cause enough discomfort to release her grip. All the while her defenses remained intact: eyes narrowed, ears pinned, hackles lifted, skull level with her spine, chin tucked, tail aligned with her spine and straight, shoulders rolled forward and neck scrunched, legs spread equidistant and bent at the joints, toes splayed and claws digging into the ground. It was her first fight following her injury, she was pleased to see that this hadnt deterred the woman, in fact, she used it to her advantage. Her heart thundered against her chest, nervousness mingling with adrenaline as it flooded her system. SIBELLE vs LIBRA for SPAR: round 1/2 |