Ravensblood Forest Trees of Crimson

Roll here!

He watches her intently as she begins sidling to the left of him, searching for weaknesses in his defense. All the while his easygoing smile is still on his face and his dog half betrays his excitement by waving his tail, the movement slightly awkward due to the natural curve of the appendage.

He stands tall and wide a his limbs, ready for any attack. Then just after her last spoken words she comes at him. Tucking her shin she hits him directly in the center of his muscled chest. The angle she comes from makes the hit more awkward than anything. It drives him backwards and he stumbles enough to cause concern but he’s able to keep on his feet well enough to decide his next attack. A not so well executed bite to her fluffy white scruff. He times it horribly and ends up missing, his teeth audibly clamping down on each other near her head.