Private Roleplay break me down (bury me)

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RE: break me down (bury me) - Tiberii - 1/22/2026

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He seemed to read her movements,
his body somehow fluid for a man of his size.
Tiberii had a lot to learn, even now.

She fought with her heart, not with her head, and that much was evident as Wolf easily moved to the side, lifting his paws to push backward against her chest. She'd had the intent of hooking over his shoulders, but her paws landed only on the air as he cast her aside with ease. Her ivory fangs would grit, the sting of her muscles not nearly as painful as the sting on her ego.

Her paws re-connected with the earth, chest heaving in a soft pant as she used the last of her strength to swing her head, aiming a simple blow to the crest of his chest. If she couldn't get him to the ground, well ... she'd have to wind him the old fashioned way.

With a headbutt.

RE: break me down (bury me) - Wolf - 1/22/2026

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Tiberii

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she smacked him in the chest and he took the blow, though it didn't do much, and he let out a heavy puff of air as he stumbled backwards a bit, he decided to go with instinct and reeled himself up on his back paws, his plan to come down on top of her and squish her with his hefty size.

Though she was equally matched so he wasn't sure if it would even work at all.

RE: break me down (bury me) - Tiberii - 1/22/2026

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Exhaustion pulled at her muscles, and it was almost as if her final swing would deal just as much stun damage to her as it did to her opponent. As her head connected with his chest, her vision swam, stars clogging her field of vision. Wolf took a step back, and so did she, her head shaking as she tried to buff out the daze she was feeling.

But before she could do much else, she felt the entire weight of her comrade fall atop her, pressing her wavering body downward. Tiberii's limbs would strain, quaking with effort as dizziness coursed through her. It was only a matter of time before the beast would sink, falling (very) reluctantly into the soft snow beneath her.

The cold of the snow eased the ache.

Oi, she'd mutter, breath puffing outward and sending snow drifting upward from around her lips. She'd lift a paw, tapping upward at his shoulder — her way of letting him know that he'd beaten her.

Half embarrassed, the beast would fully sink into the snow, releasing a soft laugh from the pit of her stomach. She could still feel the warmth on her skin from where Wolf had been. And after he'd released her, the bull would lift herself slowly back upward onto her feet. Ya sure are somethin', ya know, she'd tell him lightly, flashing a toothy grin. Perhaps that would hide the same of her defeat, anyway.

A stalwart. In tha pillar of power. Whatcha think, Wolf? He was strong. Loyal. A friend. He more than deserved a true place in their ranks. And when yer lamb comes, we can get 'em settled too, ya? She would smile again, flicking her ears forward as the warmth from her chest rose upwards onto her features.