It had been weeks since his fight with the one who had called herself Queen. His neck wounds still had a faint scabs, and his fur hadn't grown back yet, but he found himself drawn back to her land. He knew he wasn't likely to survive this time, but for some reason he felt drawn back. The adrenaline rush he felt when he fought her was like none he'd ever felt before, he knew he was utterly insane of course, but perhaps that was the point. With that he let loose a call, "Oh Queenie, I'm home!" He yelled at the top of his lungs.
Smiling broadly at the female rushing towards him he took the brunt of the impact to his side as her teeth dug into his flank. She tore into him. It wasn't quite as severe as the first time her teeth had ripped into him. Blood trickled, but he doubted it would even scar.
Kevalin quickly freed himself from her grasp and, laughing whole heartedly, quickly said "It's good to see you again. I've found myself quite bored lately." It was then that he launched himself towards the female, his arctic eyes zoning in on her throat. He intended to tear into it just as she had done to him weeks ago.
Kevalin's at 10 HP, rolled a 6 again.
Her blood tasted sweet in his mouth, he had tried to get a good hold but she had torn herself from his grasp. Her retaliation came quick. She had him by the fucking throat again.
Bitch sure knows what she's doing. He threw his body away from her, using his weight against her to free himself from her hold.
Once free from her, he circled her. He ignored the blood that oozed from his neck wounds, they would heal.
If I live. With that cheerful thought, he darted towards her, attempting to look like the predictable prick he could be by going for her throat once more. Instead he planned to return to her nape and use it to pin her to the ground.
Kevalin fell inactive, sorry! If I recall this leaves his health at 1. He's still going to be taken captive. But I did just roll a 9 and I just can't help poking at Vex.
Shock and awe overtaking him, Kevalin had to take a few moments to recover after she slipped out from underneath him. He was bloodied and battered, but he wouldn't stop yet. "
I suppose this means a little after party is completely out of question?" He grunted as he laid on the ground unmoving, giving her what appeared to be his complete surrender.
Hoping that the illusion of victory would have her lowering her guard, Kevalin hoped to use his brute strength to roll out from underneath her. He would then clamp his jaws around her throat and pin her to the ground, hoping for her surrender instead.