07-20-2018, 02:19 AM
[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px; color:black;"]Player's pin would have worked though for how long wouldn't be determined now. Because even as the woman struggled to get back onto her feet pain lanced up and down her side like vicious stab wounds that bled freely. Yet water was suddenly struck against her and sent her flying away from the one that had been trying to defuse the situation. Even with a sodden pelt the woman didn't see to hear anything that was going on around her, deaf to the world and only solely focused on Texas. Everything else didn't matter. Not this group and their rules. Not anything. Her mind had been torn away and she was an instinctual creature at this very moment. Blood oozed out of her broken mouth, claws ripping up the ground as she forced herself to stand up, wild gaze snapping back to look at the lion that mocked her openly in front of everyone here. Calling her out on how she looked right now. If she had a notion of what the other was even saying to her perhaps it would have angered her more but she was so far gone that not even that would pull her out of this. Her teeth bared as she gave a heated snarl, tail flicking back and forth and she plotted death within her very gaze.
There was nothing else that would quell her but seeing the death of the one before her and she snapped her jaws aggressively. A single step forward made her stumble a bit, ribs reaction to the jostling she had taken from before, shifting and pushing against her organs and who knew maybe this very thing would be the death of herself. Maybe finally she wouldn't be in pain anymore and she could finally rest without having to worry about what was going on around her and if anyone was getting hurt. Not having to have others depend on her for safety or assurance that they would all make it out of this alive. Because the truth of the matter was she never knew if someone would come out alive or dead with the decisions she made. She never knew if someone was going to make it or if she would have to take back their dead corpse. Like Maine when he took a bullet for her all those years ago. Her eyes still leaked fresh tears and she suddenly launched herself at the lion again, broken mind but tired body forcing her to move as she attempted to slam her claws against the other's head despite the armor and then wrap her paws around her head to twist it and jerk her down to the ground.
//permission given to Playerone or Tex to knock Carolina out
There was nothing else that would quell her but seeing the death of the one before her and she snapped her jaws aggressively. A single step forward made her stumble a bit, ribs reaction to the jostling she had taken from before, shifting and pushing against her organs and who knew maybe this very thing would be the death of herself. Maybe finally she wouldn't be in pain anymore and she could finally rest without having to worry about what was going on around her and if anyone was getting hurt. Not having to have others depend on her for safety or assurance that they would all make it out of this alive. Because the truth of the matter was she never knew if someone would come out alive or dead with the decisions she made. She never knew if someone was going to make it or if she would have to take back their dead corpse. Like Maine when he took a bullet for her all those years ago. Her eyes still leaked fresh tears and she suddenly launched herself at the lion again, broken mind but tired body forcing her to move as she attempted to slam her claws against the other's head despite the armor and then wrap her paws around her head to twist it and jerk her down to the ground.
//permission given to Playerone or Tex to knock Carolina out