Phoenix Maplewood Leaving your keys in my car

ooc; 6 for hel

he would pull away. though not for long. she was not so foolish to have thought it was the end of their sparring lesson. preparing herself for his assault, the man would lunge at her backend. she would raise a leg to block him from penetrating her loin, his teeth grasping the haunch instead. yet she did not twist herself to attack. with the leg still raised, she shot it out in an attempt to kick him upside the head.

there was little force behind it after the smarting pain in her muscle, though the intent was still there; to make him back off. if it collided with him, then she would move her body out of his reach in preparation for an attack. the mind was calm. tactical. Heloise would not give into primitive ways simply due to a little bloodshed. she was better than that. she had trained herself for that.