// I wish I had a reason //
However little Maea's heart is in the fight, Danta makes up for it tenfold. And whilst he knows she isn't pulling her punches, exactly - that really would be disrespectful, and he'd not stand for it - the sluggish movements and quiet reluctance to properly engage is enough for him to know her blood isn't up. No matter; this isn't for her, not really.
Feeling his paw connect just as her hind legs come up, the Maverick leaps back to disengage before those equally sharp claws can get caught against his underbelly. Snarling, whiskers twitching back and his ears flattening against his head, he prowls a neat circle around her as if to reassess the situation.
Only when she gets her feet back beneath her does Danta launch himself at her a second time, aiming to sink claws into her flank and to fasten his jaws against the back of her neck. This was how it had gone after all, right? Again, and again, until Asta could no longer get up.
Feeling his paw connect just as her hind legs come up, the Maverick leaps back to disengage before those equally sharp claws can get caught against his underbelly. Snarling, whiskers twitching back and his ears flattening against his head, he prowls a neat circle around her as if to reassess the situation.
Only when she gets her feet back beneath her does Danta launch himself at her a second time, aiming to sink claws into her flank and to fasten his jaws against the back of her neck. This was how it had gone after all, right? Again, and again, until Asta could no longer get up.
Dantalion
// my flaws are open season //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
