Barrow Fields What Do You Want From Me?

And so it began. Her threat rang true after all as she bore her fangs and began the assault. Her move was almost textbook, for the most part, few would attack straight on and try to go for the more sensitive ends in the rear, already Vengeance had fought a few who did such a move. 

This time he would try something new againt such a move, something he had prepared just in case he would find himself in such a situation again. Sacrificing some flesh, he swung his hips toward her attack, attempting to stun her by the sheer force bearing down on her own jaws going against her own momentum. 

Keeping his tail low, he protected what he could so long as she was back there - with those covered, Vengeance aimed his own attack on the woman's flesh. Yellowing weaponry aimed at her own hindquarters, it was the best target in this position. He had no wish to disembowel this interesting woman, but to show her that he was no push over.. that threats had no affect - but he would not go easy either, if she bled, he'd enjoy every drop.