Hit it with your big purse

OOC: I asked Tea about this and she said she meant to say that Cas moved almost parallel to Valen, not perpendicular, so I'm writing this with that in mind.

Hehehehe. She was so fuckin' sassy. The hiss, the pretend scowl and then the sweet look of surprise. In the span of a few short seconds she'd managed to make his day. He felt a pang of guilt over the damage done to her nose, but he was more than happy to try to make up for it later. If that final thought had been verbalized it would have been accompanied by an eyebrow wiggle. They moved on at a rapid-fire pace. A split second after Cascade pivoted to her left, Valentine pivoted to his right. He intended to line the two of them up so that they were head on and lined up arrow straight. These quick steps saved him from the brunt of his opponent's attacks. As her targets were no longer in range, Cascade's shoulder throw, hind paw stomp and forefoot swipe missed their targets. There was no escaping the bite though. It didn't land where intended, but it did land. Cacade's teeth sunk into the lower right side of his neck for the second time. The bite was deep, the moderate puncture wounds nearly overlapping the marks she'd made previously. Honestly it made him feel a little less guilty for what he'd done to her nose. Attempting to break free of Cascade's bite, Valentine stiffened and sought to rear up. As he did so his weight redistributed to accommodate the move and his tail rose to become parallel to the ground. His firmly planted hind paws were spaced wide, his toes were splayed and his nails curled down to dig into the dirt. To help hold him aloft, the brute's knees locked and his back stiffened. Hoping to capitalize on their height difference, Valen attempted to bring the center of his chest (between his forelegs) crashing down onto the top of Cascade's head. As he did so, his forelegs sought to scissor tight around her neck just behind the base of her skull in a choking grip that would give him control of her head. Lastly, his head darted out and down as he sought to sink his teeth into his opponent's shoulder blades. He intended to dig his upper teeth into the fatty scruff that covered her right shoulder blade and his lower teeth into the equally fatty bit of scruff that covered her left shoulder blade. Valentine hoped to drive his teeth in deep, snap his jaws shut and achieve a firm grip. Through this many of his defenses remained the same. His eyes were narrowed, his brow was furrowed and his lips were curled to bunch the skin around his eyes and protect them from harm. He kept his ears firmly pinned and his hackles raised, and even if he tried, it would have been nearly impossible to loosen the tension that ran the length of his body. VALENTINE versus CASCADE for SPAR OF DOOM DESTINY Round TWO of TWO ""