Make Me Blush
11-28-2014, 07:15 PM
The heat of battle was driving her mad. Freyja's mind was alive with it's seduction, the way it made her body crave more and more. She could not be sated. Even as Daegmar moved to react, she could not fear the impending pain, the bruising or the blood which might come as a result. In truth, she yearned for it. Her attacks fall short, but she is not dissuaded in the least. She could not mount the larger woman, and damn her genetics for all of that, nor would she gain hold of her scruff. Even so, she tasted the tangy blood of her adversary and it only made her thirst for more. Pain lanced upwards from her left hind limb as Daegmar's jaws closed around it, just below the hock. Weight well-balanced on her remaining three limbs, Freyja felt safe in hurriedly drawing it backwards. Once again, an action taken with foolish abandon would serve her poorly, but it would beat crushed bones any day. The dark woman's fangs would dig deep into her skin, more severely on the hind side where the majority of the pressure was dealt. It would begin to bleed profusely and Freyja adjusted her stance accordingly, allowing her hind right leg to take on more strain, just as her forelimbs tensed to provide the same support. With a growl, Freyja drew the hind left leg back for an instant only, before thrusting it forward in the hopes of finding contact with the center-mass of Daegmar's skull, be it nose, snout, or squarely between her eyes. Freyja knew she would have to be careful with her stance from there on out, made unstable from her now-bum leg. Her eyes remained narrowed and her ears pinned, this had not changed. She forced her abdominal muscles to tense, along with her thighs and shoulders, should her remaining limbs require any swift evasive maneuvers. Each claw dug into the earth for a secure purchase, and her tail aligned with her curving spine, all in the name of balance. Her chin tucked inwards, head lowered and wary of any hind legs that might lash out. A mere breath had passed and in the midst of trying to intuit what Daegmar's next move might be, Freyja noticed the woman begin to shift. From her down-facing position Freyja caught sight of the lifted paw at the very edge of her vision. Her muscles may have been tensed but that would not be enough. Perhaps if her hind left leg had not been injured she might have side stepped away but as it stood she was fairly handicapped by her wound. Freyja grunted at the brunt of the impact as Daegmar's shoulder blade found purchase three quarters of the way down her flank, catching the tail end of her rib cage. Pain bloomed from the attack's epicenter and she knew it would cause severe bruising, and her stomach roiled. She swallowed against a wave of bile that threatened to overcome her will. Freyja lacked the length to offer a shoulder in retaliation, but her skull was not out of the question, risking the strain, she pushed forward on her remaining leg, placing most of the driving force with her front paws, and drove her skull forwards and up. She hoped the blow would catch the larger woman in her undercarriage, behind her ribs but not so far back as to be between the legs. It was a long shot perhaps, circumstance would have to align, but she could hope. A well placed blow would certainly cause a bit of havoc, right? Freyja couldn't guess the specifics, but she supposed time would tell. Perhaps she congratulated herself too soon, because just as a smile began to curve around the lingering pain of her last attack, weight crashed down on the toes of the already wounded limb and she snarled, feeling at least one toe snap. Daegmar was good, she'd give her that, but Freyja hoped to have done some damage of her own. FREYJA vs. Daegmar for SPAR ROUND 2 of 2 ATTACKS: Knee seeking to bash Daeg's muzzle, head thrust upwards into underbelly. DEFENSES: Re-Balanced weight, legs tense, eyes narrowed, ears pinned, tense abdominal muscles, tensed thighs and shoulders, claws dug in for grip, tail aligned, chin tucked. INJURIES: Moderate gash on sternum, severe lacerations on hind left ankle, severe bruising on left flank. NOTES: Thanks for a good fight, Lunar! |
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