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02-17-2015, 07:01 PM
Poison dripping off my fangs... Oh, Dægmar had to admit she missed it. The silken purr of the silver queen, the coy way she flirted around danger. Shame fate had played out the way it had but she felt the adrenaline course through her veins, her heart fluttering in anticipation of the battle as Cataleya agreed to duel her. Yes, so she was still a warrior. Other wolves might try to hide behind station or offer some other excuse but Cataleya would fight her and that was all Dægmar needed. Muscles flexed as she double checked her defenses, she wanted to give Cataleya nothing less than her best and also…. Dægmar wanted to show up Aerndís if she could. The position of Marquis had been hers at one time, after all. Mottled hackles stood on end as her ears pinned tightly to her head, emerald eyes narrowing as her jaws parted, a snarl ripping from her maw, wrinkling the flesh around her face and serving to psyche herself up. Dægmar's angular head dipped to tuck her chin as her head and tail moved to align with her spine. Shoulders rolled forward as her neck scrunched back. Her legs coiled, lowering her center of gravity and evenly distributing her weight. Toes splayed and claws bit into the earth. The battle would begin with earnest brutality. As Cataleya sprang forward so did Dægmar in an attempt to close the distance between the pair. Dægmar exhaled sharply as she tried to confront Cataleya nearly directly head on, shifting several inches to her own left in an attempt to bring the top front of her own right shoulder in line with the groove between Cataleya's right shoulder and her chest. She hoped to ram her shoulder into the grove and strain Cataleya's right shoulder or at least cause severe bruising in the area. Though it would seem Cat would be the first to deal damage. Dægmar's leftward movement saved her trachea but Cataleya's attack still landed with tremendous momentum, the silver queen's right shoulder blade smashing into the lower right front of Dægmar's neck. Fur and fat rippled as pain burst into her skull, if she had not exhaled before attempting her own attack she surely would've cried out. Her muscles shivered with the force of it and she knew there'd be severe bruising to contend with. She was going to hurt tomorrow but for the moment, blood lust, adrenaline and sheer pride held her focus together enough. Dægmar sought to use her slightly lower height to her advantage as she attempted to rotate her head to her own left to form a 45 degree angle, splayed jaws seeking Cataleya's throat. Her lower canine's looking to land on the front center of Cat's windpipe, just below Cat's jaws, Dægmar's upper fangs seeking to land on the upper right side of Cat's neck, just by the corner of the queen's right-sided jaw. Dægmar hoped to get a crushing grip from which she could strangle the other woman til she passed out. As Dægmar moved her weight shifted to her back legs, her tail flairing out behind her like a tripod as she attempted to throw her left foreleg over Cataleya's lower neck, seeking to land the limb just in front of Cataleya's shoulders with the goal of giving herself some added balance as well as to keep her opponent close and forcing the other to hold some of her weight. The position could also give her added height if it was needed to succeed in reaching the queens throat. As Dægmar rotated her head, fangs slashed through her visage, staining the ground with her blood. While Cataleya did not get a grip, thanks to the leftward motion of Dægmar's head and body, the queens fangs tore moderate lacerations above and slightly behind Dægmar's right eye as well as along the corner of her right-sided jaw. How vicious… how thrilling… Yet the queen was not done, as Dægmar moved to shift her weight to her back legs she felt Cataleya snag the ankle of her right foreleg, pulling the limb out from under her. Dægmar's back limbs spread to maintain her balance as she tried to jerk her front right foreleg up and out of Cat's grasp so that she could wrap it around the base of Cat's neck, to rest it in front of the queen's shoulders in a violent bear hug. Dægmar vs Cataleya For Spar Round: 1 of 2 |
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