SIC SEMPER TYRANNIS

Defenses never fall; legs spread equally apart, weight evenly distributing across all four limbs, toes spreading, claws biting into the soil beneath for traction. Limbs bend, tail lashing out behind her large frame, body lowering and with it her center of gravity. Hackles rise, head lowers to align with her spine, shoulders roll, neck scrunches, chin tucks, jaws part, eyes narrow, ears pin backwards, muscles tense slightly.
The woman accuses her of acting a coward and holding back, whilst she does the same thing. Virgil lifts a brow in amusement; Katja was certainly acting like a child, attempting to pick apart little things because something wasn?t going her way. ?It is only polite to ask the Queen to come and defend her crown, but since you are unwilling, I will do so,? she deadpans. She could care less of what Katja thinks about her, but she feels the need to educate the woman, whose intellect and temper remind her of a small child.
She pauses for a few moments, seeming as if she is simply standing there, awaiting Katja?s forward movement. There is already a plan of attack in her head, has been since she arrived at the scene of battle. She is larger than her opponent, and thus strength will be her ally in this fight. She?s already proven before that Katja?s speed advantage is not sufficient enough to bring her down. The goddess looks upon her opponent, gauging her, fiery gaze judging her.
She rushes forth like a freight train. She attempts to close the distance, the bony portion of her left shoulder attempting to slam into the center of Katja?s chest. She had been running at full strength in her attempt to come closer to the woman, and as such hopes that the potential collision between them might crack ribs. Jaws snap to her own left, her top left incisor hoping to pummel into Katja?s left eye, her right top seeking to land to Katja?s left of Katja?s left eye. Her bottom two incisors seek to hook into the ebon?s left cheek, jaws hoping to drive together. The aim? To attempt to blind Katja and seek to crush half of her skull, eye socket and cheek bones alike. Virgil knows not if this is actually possible, but she attempts it nonetheless. In these moments of battle she feels like she could crush mountains with a nip.
Right front paw aims to lift, weight redistributing across her three still-grounded limbs so as not to leave her waveringly off balance. Virgil attempts to slam it down upon Katja?s left front paw, Virgil?s right foot attempting a twisting motion whilst she hopes to put a decent amount of weight and pressure behind her stomp. At the very least she hopes to dig jagged scratches into the ebony woman?s paw, and at most she hopes to render it useless for the rest of their battle by hopefully fracturing some, if not all, of Katja?s left front toes.
While attempting her bite, her chin still seeks to remain as tucked as possible, her head attempting to be as aligned with her spine as it could be. Similarly her shoulder defenses adjust for her attempted shoulder slam, seeking to be as close to rolled as possible so as to maintain as much of her scrunched neck as she could.

virgil vs. katja for yfir
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