Greatwater Lake The Alabama Stomp

[table width=80%][tr][td]As his weight was plunged upon her young form, her legs bent, shivering to keep them both standing. Her lips pulled apart in a silent snarl, having not expected this. The white of her eyes became visible as she tried to look behind her, turning and struggling to throw him off before he even gave the order to do so. She snapped at her back where he held on to her scruff, bucking slightly to try and throw him off balance. Strangely enough, she did not panic; her movements were powerful and precise for she did not fear him.[/tr][/td][/table]