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Instead of his claws finding the hold he had wanted, they were instead stopped by the tendrils that extended out and yanked his arms away. His already long canines became even more exposed as his lips rose and brows furrowed in determination. Those tentacles would be a real problem for him, close range or far, and unlike their more magical abilities, those tendrils didn't need to cooldown. 'Couldn't stay away, could you?' She snarled, and he returned the words with his own, bared teeth mixed with a smile, "you came to me first." both of them hovered in the air, which meant dodging still wasn't very feasible. somehow, he'd need to gain his momentum back. just as the idea came to his head, urna's paw came swinging down. his plan would go into motion (and hopefully himself too), as he attempted to use his backpaws to kick off of urna's body, intending to create enough distance between them that her paw swipes at nothing but air. if he is successful, the momentum will carry him back to the nearest platform, where he'll waste no time kicking off the platform with greater speed. once again, he'd attempt to bear hug her. Though this time, with her head and chest facing him, he'd try to hug her at the waist and scratch at her backside. if this is successful, his face would be cushioned and partially protected against her stomach, and they'd both be moving towards the treeline, where the gravity fluctuations would eventually drop them both. If he had never dodged her attack in the first place: the jump-off stops before it can even start, with the wolf unable to make his countermove in time. urna grabs a hold of his lower chest area with her teeth, causing another low growl of pain as sharp fangs mix with the hurt of already tender, reddening flesh. refusing to admit defeat, he'd spread out his digits and try to grab at the mass of tendrils atop her mane with his foreclaws, and yank urna downwards with as much force as he could. he might not have momentum, but at least he could try to push her away from him. |
Strength Roll 1: To try and jump off Urna with enough might/force to avoid her grab
Success: He jumps off Urna and avoids her swipe/bite, momentum carrying him safely to the nearest floating platform
Fail: He doesn't dodge fast enough and Urna successfuly hooks him closer and holds onto his lower chest area for -1HP
IF THE DODGE SUCCEEDED:
Strength Roll 2:
Success: Use his newfound momentum to slam into her stomach, get his arms around her waist, and scratch at her backside for -1HP
Fail: His trajectory is off and he misses her, OR Urna's momentum allows her to move out of the way in time
IF THE DODGE FAILED:
Strength Roll 2:
Success: He clutches her tentacles/upper neck with his claws and yanks her downwards, freeing himself from her bite and injuring her for -1HP
Fail: Whatever you want! Maybe the tentacles stop him from grabbing her again