Chapter 9 by Coy-toy

Who starts?

She does

As you scan her looking for an opening, you lock eyes with her. You instantly become mesmerized, staring into those emeralds. Not only do they seem unbelievable deep, the fierceness of her stare literally makes your hair stand on end. You are so distracted by her eyes you are ill prepared when she dashed in and grabs you behind the knee you have the majority of your weight on, forcing it to buckle and you to fall.

You fall forward though, into the shorter woman, hoping to grab something and bring her down as well. As you reach out with your right hand, you feel your wrist instantly grabbed and twisted. She uses this hold to control your fall and make you land facedown with your arm twisted behind you. She then kneels on that twisted arm, causing a good amount of pain as she now has you pinned.

“Wow that was easy prey... did you even try?” She leans down and loudly sniffs your hair. “Yep, I knew I smelled prey.”