My sweet monochrome

Renhett's eyes snapped back to the large king, it made her smile. So she would be able to gather data so fruitlessly off of him this way wouldn't she. Was he reserved with fighting, more controlled in his anger than anything else. To get into his head, it was something she would just be trying to do. As he said that she could have the first move, her defenses became set. Her toes splayed out into the dirt, ears pinned to the back of her head. As her shoulders rolled inward and she distributed her weight evenly. Her eyes narrowed and locked on him, abdomen muscles tightening with her scruff pulled forward. Lastly her tail acting as a key ingredient to balance.

The lady tried to use her smaller weight to her advantage, charging him head on she would try to shift her body slightly to her left so that her right shoulder jutted out. Aiming it to his lower neck as she attempted to press her full weight into him knowing it would probably bruise her as well. As she did her chin tucked jaw opening as her head tilted to the left slightly, aiming right below his right elbow near his ribs. Her toes kept splayed into the dirt to keep her balance scruff scrunched to protect from any holds.

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