| black belle recants backwards, dainty tiare flailing as her tentacles (sorry, couldnt resist) dance apon the turf. yet, in her surprised motions, her jaw is clipped, a low gash underneath her muzzle obtained. sweetened throat permitting a scream of anger and hurt, inky damsel charges forwards after crowhops cease, swivveling, full body force is flung with rage right into the path of her opponent, an attack that surely could not be dodged, and if hit, could hopefully knock an equine over. hopefully. hatred building up, fore-feet lash out at her antagonist's dial furiously, quick, not ceasing until ivories backup, snapping at the air, trying to scare not attack. last move is taken as back-talons pound for oponent's front belly, hoping to shatter some ribs, and use the impact to bound away. eyes on fire, whole form shivering with rage, exhaustion, and effort, pins dancing from side to side, ready to dodge yet again, redness overtaking, back-lash is anticipated. then start acting like it. her bark is worse than her bite... usually |
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