08-18-2019, 07:14 PM
She had grown tired of the meadow, you could only pick all the golden flowers so many times before your den is littered by yellow powder. She had spent the past six months feeling confined to her dreaded birthplace of meadow versus Pangea. How could she really live with out her golden, amber eye anyways? Despite Dijinni's heartless consequence her and Dexter had become more in sync then ever before. He was quiet literally her ears and her eyes.
On this particular morning she had pawed at the ground a few times, digging up yet another yellow petaled flower before heading out. She soon found herself in Loess, it had taken her alot less time than she thought. When she slinked out of the cover of the forest into the short grassed field there stood a boy she almost recognized from a time she likes to think little of. He was shouting and strutting around, going on and on about being the "king of the ring". Felicity rolled her blue eye, along with her milky white one, in annoyance.
She crouched into a pouncing position as her tail slapped back and forth against her heels. With a slight tug on her left from Dexter she was off, closing the distance between her and the boy. Her depth perception was not as exquisite as it would of been with two eyes, but a small tap of Dexter's pointer finger she leapt into the air. She knew at some point she would tackle the boy, but a matter of when exactly did not cross her mind until that final tap. She jumped with her claws extended hoping to land on the boastful boy's back to leave maybe at least a couple scratches to remind the boy that he wasn't entirely untouchable.
As she found herself extended over the boy she pulled her front legs in at the last minute to increase the speed of her spin. As her hind legs pass over the boy she points them towards behind his buttocks forcing her spine to align. At this point she extends her front paws once more, with her claws extended, hoping to grab deeply into his buttock muscles. The added speed to her spin and the force of gravity, if she successfully get ahold of him, should work to her advantage in digging her claws deeply into muscle or at least leaving a pretty long gash before she lands.
@[Malone]
On this particular morning she had pawed at the ground a few times, digging up yet another yellow petaled flower before heading out. She soon found herself in Loess, it had taken her alot less time than she thought. When she slinked out of the cover of the forest into the short grassed field there stood a boy she almost recognized from a time she likes to think little of. He was shouting and strutting around, going on and on about being the "king of the ring". Felicity rolled her blue eye, along with her milky white one, in annoyance.
She crouched into a pouncing position as her tail slapped back and forth against her heels. With a slight tug on her left from Dexter she was off, closing the distance between her and the boy. Her depth perception was not as exquisite as it would of been with two eyes, but a small tap of Dexter's pointer finger she leapt into the air. She knew at some point she would tackle the boy, but a matter of when exactly did not cross her mind until that final tap. She jumped with her claws extended hoping to land on the boastful boy's back to leave maybe at least a couple scratches to remind the boy that he wasn't entirely untouchable.
As she found herself extended over the boy she pulled her front legs in at the last minute to increase the speed of her spin. As her hind legs pass over the boy she points them towards behind his buttocks forcing her spine to align. At this point she extends her front paws once more, with her claws extended, hoping to grab deeply into his buttock muscles. The added speed to her spin and the force of gravity, if she successfully get ahold of him, should work to her advantage in digging her claws deeply into muscle or at least leaving a pretty long gash before she lands.
@[Malone]
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