369 (damn she fine)
OOC: Let me know if the PP on Auggie isn't okay. I figured it was realistic that she'd be getting tired and he'd have his chance to grab her.
The girl let loose a frustrated growl and stomped her front paw, not sure why her mate was yelling at her. “I AM paying attention!” she snarled back, tail lashing in irritation. She’d been proud of herself for deflecting his attempt to pin her down, and thought she was doing quite well for one so unskilled in one-on-one combat. She still matched her mate pounce for pounce, and as his fangs came in close again she bounced away while swiping at the male’s extended peppered snout. Every so often she was hit with the realization that she was defending herself against her mate, the same mate who so often caused her to submit while a delicious shiver ran down her spine. Right now she wasn’t that girl, but the girl on fire. The cougar-killer.
When his head tipped towards her throat she jumped back and lashed her paw out at him, snarling. While she had indeed been doing well, the girl was starting to get tired. The only thing that had kept her going this long was her speed, and as an unpracticed warrior she lacked the stamina that came with practice and experience. Her sides were heaving as she tried to gain breath from the sparing, and soon she began to focus on the pain in her lungs other than his snaps and attacks. When she was too busy concentrating on her need to breathe she missed the sight of Augustus coming forward again with his fangs bared.
Not acting quickly enough she soon fell prey to his jaws, which clamped over the scruff of her neck in what seemed like a death grip. If her mate was holding back so he wouldn’t hurt her, it was only by a little bit. The girl winced, froze for a second, and then tried to turn her head and snap at him. She had to break his grip or he’d have her on the ground in minutes. With a loud growl she started to thrash, bucking against the grip on her scruff and hurting herself in the process. Normally she would have submitted, but she’d done so well that now she was stubborn and determined to prolong her inevitable loss.
Photo courtesy of Tenryuu, table by Stormie, inspired by 'Souls
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