Why is it they always begin speaking? Spewing words she didn't care to hear. Greetings she wasn't inclined to accept. It was no pleasure to meet her and surely it wasn't one to meet him. He should be dead after all...
Each hoof hits the turf with a audible thud. Ebony ears lay flat atop her poll as her head lowers and voice demands him to silence, "ENOUGH! Of course you wouldn't know your own mother demon... Your just lucky that bastard saved you... But I don't see Imperial meddling this time around." With the final syllable of her words she is picking up her pace. Eyes bloodshot and jaws clenched as her quick movement brings her to his front. Waves of tentacles flow about her nape and hindquarters. The sight would make anyone have second thoughts about what they were dealing with...
Her assault begins with jaws gaping open and teeth gripping his dark flesh, very near his jugular vein. She always went for blood. Forelimbs strike out, as her front half rises up and attempts to slash his flesh wide open. She'd only be satisfied when he was bleeding out beneath her. Gasping for air and trembling with fear...
@[Jesper] short cuz I don't want to assume damage done and give him a chance to speak XD