HEAR ME ROAR
06-20-2014, 10:31 PM
She was the pure for of divinity. The woman was a creature of Gods. Her body was adorned in lovely shades of white and grey, with a tad bit of gold along her paws and head. The fae was ultimately beautiful in every way, but that did not make her a fighter. If she were to be rule along side her siblings, the woman would need to learn to fight. She would need to learn to slaughter. She was not afraid to play dirty. The thought of blood slithering down her grey muzzle into the white depths of her fur excited her. Anything to please her brother was to be done. Within, obvious restraints. She was not a cold blooded killer, nor would she throw her life down the drain for another. But, she would do as he pleased without a second thought. The woman would wear a crown of bone. No one could stop her.
The woman marched into the war zone once again. She had won her first spar against Bass. The rather large man was conquered by the little Vixen. Yet, it was but a spar. She was inexperienced but determined to get better. And determination was a killer. With each pad fall she got even more excited, something that happened rarely. Though, she rarely let emotion be shown upon her sultry smile. It was nothing but a simple mask. Her ears ere perked and her mouth hung open for the scents of others. She looked for others to fight, yet she would stop. Her head flung up to call for anyone. Hopefully, a worthy opponent. It was obvious she was eager, yet the call was slightly mysterious to put an edge to the girl.
06-22-2014, 06:38 PM
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06-25-2014, 12:36 PM
Beautiful eyes watched as the creature before as her trotted her way. The woman would size up her challenger with a keen eye. The girl was smaller then him be a whole foot, yet she would not be intimidated. The woman was fast, excited, and quick. Her paws flexed as she anticipated such a glorious battle. She memorized his body. Her eyes danced across him before his baritone vocals filled her alabaster ears in a gentle tone. ?Let us better each other. I hope to be a worthy opponent for you.? The woman would nod and let forth her own luxurious song, "Good luck, good sir." The woman then got set. Her toes were evenly spread. Claws dug into the ground. Knees bent for mobility. Core tightened to brace for impact and steady breathing. A lovely ash dipped tail was erect with her spine. Her spine was aligned with her shoulders. Hackles were puffed up to protect her neck and upper back. Ears were flat to her skull. Eyes narrowed to protect the beautiful baby blue orbs. Legs were evenly spread. Head was tucked to protect her throat. Last but not lease lips were curled to show teeth and protect her cheeks. The woman was ready for battle.
nevermore, said the raven
The woman was set. Her paws then carried her forth, kicking up dirt with each steady step. The temptress aimed to slam her right shoulder into the left bit of his chest, between his shoulder and chest. Though, it would be a broad attack and he had the chance to move and her shoulder hit elsewhere. Though, she was also smaller so the force of such a slam would not be very much due to his size, but it could still knock the wind out of a man or bruise at the least. Nephele would not end there. Her jaws would attempt to lock onto his lower chest area, more near the center then the left. They would attempt to at least get one good bite out of him. If she were lucky she would lock on, but it would all depend on what he did next. The girls right front paw would attempt to raise and hook at his left foreleg, right at the knee and bring the limb towards her to potentially knock is balance even the slightest bit. But, he had the chance to move his limb back, if he noticed in time. But, it would be hard for him to see down there. She was a clever girl but, she also left her back open to him. But, all of her defenses were still set up.
NEPHELE v GALAHAD
for spar
one two three
ATTACKS: Attempt to ram her right shoulder into hsi left side, more near between the chest and his shoulder. - Attempt to snap her jaws at his lower center chest. - Attempt to hook her right forepaw at his left foreleg knee to bring it towards her and perhaps knock his balance.
DEFENSES: The woman then got set. Her toes were evenly spread. Claws dug into the ground. Knees bent for mobility. Core tightened to brace for impact and steady breathing. A lovely ash dipped tail was erect with her spine. Her spine was aligned with her shoulders. Hackles were puffed up to protect her neck and upper back. Ears were flat to her skull. Eyes narrowed to protect the beautiful baby blue orbs. Legs were evenly spread. Head was tucked to protect her throat. Last but not lease lips were curled to show teeth and protect her cheeks. The woman was ready for battle.
INJURIES: n/a first round