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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2015 10:48 am
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He knew little about vikings, let alone their customs. However his meeting with that female the other day had him curious. Clearly she wouldn't believe word alone, and she shouldn't. He wouldn't if he was looking for someone to sire babies with. So he had to prove to her that he was worthy. She was looking for a fighter and apparently she was a good one, at least he would assume she was. So he was going to have to rough her up a bit. That was the only way to prove to her he could fight. Wasn't that how it was sometimes anyway? If the male could best the female, or even fight off another worthy opponent, wouldn't that prove his worth?
It was going to have to do. There wasn't anyone else to fight and she was all there was. He had tracked her down to where she was now. Laying there. Resting perhaps? He had no idea. He was down wind of her and he was silent as he moved. Her back was to him so he pretty much had every available move open to him. His goal wasn't to kill her or horribly hurt her though. Just to get her to see that he was in fact strong. Females were often strong hunters that provided just as much support as the males, so there was no taking it easy. That wouldn't be fair, to him or to her. At least in his mind.
He moved quickly and nearly silent paws carried him swiftly as he pounced. He had her back and therefore, he had a great advantage. Claws dug to grasp, not to tear anything too terribly deep, and teeth found the nap of her neck as his weight moved behind him. He rolled with his weight to force her body to move with him. As he clung to her he held her until the right moment to let her go in order to, toss her, so to speak. He wanted her to have the opportunity to fight back so that she might be able to gauge more than just his initial move.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 8:48 pm
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