nigrescent nymph dodges, willow form lithe as it pounds across the topography. yet she cannot flee the antagonist's teeth totally, and small paper cut is obtained apon the belle's shoulder. recoiling, thinking cogs crank as nadirs dance apon the flora, before torso circumferences. hind pins lash out crowhop for the place just behind her opponent's shoulder, near to the tender point, the belly. enforcing her first attack, form pirouettes, harks samba atop the harridan tiare before enamels serpentine for the challenger's crane. her cotton thatch labours to rid the pestilence from her steaming bodice, before Misfitz throws forward her third attack. her two front leg come charges towards the other dove's hocks, hoping to bruise or dislocate if lucky. if her strike is true, she will push off against her antagonist, and flee back, ready to encounter an attack. if she does not reach her bullseye, she will sour through the air, pirouetting before landing at the other side of her opponent. whether the challenge had time to react or not was up to her.
her bark is worse than her bite |