ardent

This ball and chain



Empyrea

Loner

age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
posts
37
player
10-22-2014, 06:57 PM







There had been a brief moment of silence that had enveloped the group, when an air of bloodlust began to form around the beast to her right. The darkness glinting in his eyes qere imminent, as the harlot disappeared from the russet queen's side. There wasn't any authority around to stop her and the beast from battling in what could be a war of dominance. Maybe her captor was watching and could see what she could be, instead of just another toy. The harlot's own eyes would narrow to slits, as her bodice showed off a bit of a dominant posture. She wanted this man's blood in this game; not his desires.

Her amethysts would narrow to slits, shielding from dust and tightening the skin around her eyes and muzzle, whilst her muzzle contorted into an ugly snarl for intimidation, crinkling the skin into a mass of her cloak, brows pressing together tightly. Veldt ears pinned against the base of her skull, tightening the skin on her crown and keeping them away from the ugly jaws of the beast. Her skull lowered, becoming even with her spine for balance and strength, while her chin tucked close to her chest, hiding her vulnerable vital parts, and bringing the skin on her scruff tighter, between her now rising hackles. Her shoulders rolled forwards, while her abdomen tucked tightly, bringing skin downward in tough knots. Her knees bent, loosely to absorb any shock should the beast be brutal. Her hind legs spread widely, power localized in them to spring if she needed to quickly move. Toes splayed and claws dug into the ground for traction and flexibility. Her tail rose, aligning with her skull and spine for a rudder and balance. The words of his were a hiss. "Know your place."

His bulk moved with great agility, beelining for her right side, where she currently was facing him, having not moved to face directly toward the man yet. The man's shoulder jutted forth awkwardly, as he came within a few feet of her, intent on colliding with the flesh of her shoulder. The harlot would sidestep once to the left, the beast's side grazing her, yet his massive face haunted her features, as his jaws snaked downward, intent on the top of her neck, but instead breaching the area just before her shoulders on her scruff. The teeth sank in like needles, breaching about an inch and a half in, blood already welling up in the spot. Pain shot through her veins as her heart rate quickened, kickingg at her ribs like a rabbit until adrenaline nulled the pain.

'He will not hear his name wailed from my lips ever.' The vile thought trickled through her mind as the harlot whipped her skull downward until her nose was about five inches from the ground, intent on getting the beast to release her from his grip. The bite wound that already existed would possibly tear from his release, but that was a matter for later. Should he release her, the woman's head would seek the underside of the male's neck, which hung dangerously close above her. Her jaws would unhinge and her skull would lurch in the direction of the male's jugular, and if she could get a grip on anything, she would crush her jaws together, wanting to hear him cry out for mercy, to wail her name. The lower half of her body rotated about fifteen degrees to the left, away from the beast, as her hind legs spread once more to let power localize at her haunches for a later attack. Her entire weight shifted quickly to even herself out before letting her left hind leg have more pressure on it as her right foreleg rose with swift and deadly silence, the paw covered with dust. With all of the weight she could possibly place, she slammed it onto the ground, trying to aim somewhere near his left forepaw, but she would not wait for the satisfying crunch of toes beneath that foot before letting her foot retreat back to it's position, fixating herself in the position to shove herself away from the beast, and hopefully get an assault of her own in, power localized on her right side.

EMPYREA vs. VALENTINE
FIGHT for DOMINANCE
ONE TWO


Quote:DEFENSES: eyes narrowed, brow and muzzle contorted, ears pinned, skull aligned with spine, hackles raised, chin tucked, abdomen tucked, shoulders rolled forward, knees bent, toes splayed, claws driven in the ground, tail raised, readjusting weight after movements
ATTACKS: a bite aimed at Valentine's juglar/any part of his underside, raising her right foot to try to stomp on Valentine's left forepaw.
INJURIES: a bite wound on her right lower neck 1 1/2" deep, tear pending