daegmar v kyarst
04-16-2015, 01:40 PM
His opponent ceased movement ten feet across from him. 'I find the ladies first saying to be rather cliche. Same with age before beauty, so what do you say we try something a little different.' A brow arched but even curiosity would not draw him out of his preparedness. 'Come and get it,' she finished, and he couldn't help but let a chuckle slip past his slightly gapped jaws. “Gladly,” he rumbled in a deep bass note. Neck extended slowly as he dropped his head into line with his spine. Simultaneously with the descent of his crown, his shoulders would roll forward, bunching the extra skin and fur around his neck. Claws dug into the earth as he found himself bending his legs ever so slightly, lowering his center of gravity by a few inches. He could feel his bones begging him to move, but he would not. Anticipation could be used to his advantage. Another moment passed and his tail lashed out behind him, lengthening to aide his balance. Finally, after several long moments he allowed his back legs to unfurl and propel him forward in a beeline for Daegmar. Lips curled up high toward his nose, wrinkling his facial features into a stern and determined grimace. His eyes narrowed to slits as his proximity to the woman shrank, and as he neared her he decided upon a full frontal assault. She didn't appear weak, and so he wouldn't go easy on her. Jaws unhinged and hung agape as he maneuvered to rise up onto his back legs just high enough to snare both front paws around her neck, if successful he would attempt to use his limb and core strength to wrench her bodice sideways (to her right). Due to his movements it was likely his dominant right front leg would make contact a split second before his left. In this same moment he would curl his neck down, intending to press it up against his chest to protect his throat and simultaneously launch his fangs in a downward trajectory toward the area just where the back of Daegmar's skull meets her neck. His intentions were a strong, quick bite to this location in hopes of inflicting both a bruise and perhaps a few puncture wounds. Back claws and legs would stiffen and bend as much as possible in attempt to keep his center of gravity low and his balance as sure as possible. “speak,” |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.