Moonspear 七転び八起き

his head tucked, arcturus did not have the luxury of seeing much of hydra's counter. a mistake on his behalf, for she quickly foiled most of his strength, by angling her own chest into his shoulders. sapped of his driving momentum by the counter arcturus was glanced off to the side -- and he was just about to rove away when

click

came the cold sinking feeling of teeth to his scruff. teeth that were not unkind, but far from gentle -- teeth that reminded him of his misstep.

he pulled taut like a draft horse set against a working line of cable. a groan parted from him as he lunged for the flat side of hydra's rear leg, attempting to at least force her to release if he gripped true.