The Streets of Fandom; Thursday [ 03/25 ].

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This was probably not a good idea at all. Still sore from two days ago, with a moon all too quickly waxing toward full, Angua was in the streets again in her most efficient prowling mode, trying to cut through the fog still and locate the source of these strange creatures, especially they didn't look as if they were going anywhere else any time

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There was something in front of Angua, using the fog to disguise itself. Of course, that was the only thing it was using because it was growling ominously as it clawed its way through the thick fog to find something, anything, to destroy.

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Angua always liked growling. It was a very effective method of communication. Right now, it was communicating to her to get her nose off of the monkeyponies and onto the lizard thing instead.

The fog. She totally blamed the fog for the fact that, as soon as she picked up on the growling, she jumped slightly. Slightly back and then braced herself firm on the asphalt and, starting low and building up, growled back.

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That sounded promising to the creature's ears and it turned in the direction of the growling, beady eyes searching through the thick fog even if it couldn't see. Its large tail swished back and forth as it started moving towards the sound, teeth bared, claws sharp and cutting through the fog.

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Big, Angua could tell, through the cohesion of her heightened senses even in the fog. And the frosty blue of something cold-blooded, which meant no monkeyponies this time. What new ridiculous creature charged for her through the fog now?

Well, she was about to find out, as she, too, charged forward, barking to head her leap up toward where she assumed the head would be, ready to claw, or bite if necessary.

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The creature didn't know what it was about to face but it could hear something charging, something coming forward and it swung its powerful tail to defend, a quick, clean swipe that it would use to maim or completely destroy if given the chance.

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Angua at least had to give these creatures credit for not holding back on the first swipes. Hearing the tail coming from the corner of her eye*, she quickly ducked her head to roll herself down toward the ground, leaving just her own tail to catch its tail. A very odd sensation, and she hit the ground rough, never being very graceful with landings. She moved quickly out from underneath, though, and decided to try to get straight to the problem.

Dash out, turn quick, and then leap right onto its back. Unlike the monkeypony, its arms were small and not as walloping.

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It didn't have arms but it was larger than a monkeypony and it's skin was thicker, stronger. The creature roared and spun around, trying to shake the wolf off its back angrily.

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Much bigger, much thicker skin, but Angua had four claws and a mouth that could tear things to itty bitty shreds so she wasn't going to let it shake her that easily. As it started to move, she clamped down, digging her claws in, trying to break the skin, and, when that seemed to be failing, a nice, wide open mouth and a huge chomp down on its neck, complete with growling.

She was going to need a lot more mouthwash.

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The creature roared in both pain and fury, swinging its tail angrily to try and knock the damnable wolf of its back. For some reason, it didn't think the wolf would be that easy to dislodge so it purposefully fell backwards, trying to pin the wolf between its body weight and the ground.

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And that was a manuever that Angua felt that she should have expected, but completely and entirely did not. Being trapped under a giant lizard was even worse than being trapped under a monkeypony. She was now thankful that her claws hadn't been as successful in digging in as her teeth had been. She'd been able to swing her body out of the way just in time.

Not so much with her head, unfortunately, twisted at a funny angle and underneath his neck after a jarring landing. She bit down as her as she could and just yanked as she tried to pull free. If she was letting go, she was taking some of it with her.

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The creature was already trying to get back to its feet, dumping some of its weight onto Angua's head as it moved to get its legs back underneath him. At the yanking, it twitched angrily, roaring and slamming its head backwards onto Angua.

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Something in the back of Angua's mind was wondering why she'd ever bothered getting into this, a completely ridiculous fight between a giant lizard and a wolf.

Unfortunately, that part of Angua's brain was completely covered in canine. All the really mattered was the fight. Angua, a mess of growls gasped like breaths, decided it would be a good idea to actually meet the headbutt. Because she was thinking with her wolf brain, not the human one, anymore. She was hoping her werewolf strength would at least count for something, and that she could grimace through the subsequent pain because that lizard had one hard head.

She wasn't going to be phased. She wouldn't let herself. She was blind from the pain, but kept snapping her jaws at the general vicinity of his neck.

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The creature was starting to get pissed at this pesky little thing. It'd been pissed before but now it was a notch above pissed. If this wolf could try and bite, the monster decided he could do.

So, the creature met Angua's snapping jaws with one of his one, trying to use its larger mouth to clamp down on the snout of the wolf so it could shake it like a rag doll.

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And, when you weren't watching where you were biting, someone was bound to get a snout snipped...

Feeling the rake of teeth and just barely pulling away in time, Angua couldn't see blindly past that pain. Finally, she stopped, whimpering as she leaped back. Her head almost naturally went down, paws trying to cover the wound, but she fought against the urge to make herself that vulnerable. She stooped, feeling the blood trickle down from the sides of her muzzle and growled, low, deep, and perhaps even a little doubtful now.

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The creature growled back, nursing its own wounds and lumbering around in front of the wolf, sizing it up for its next attack. The creature's own neck was painted with jagged bite marks and blood, making it slower but still deadly.

To give itself more time, it swung its tail at Angua again, growling as it did.

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At least she was doing damage to it but that bloody tail! Quickly, stumbling over her own four feet a little, Angua moved to dodge the swing of it, to get out of its lengthly and considerable range. Once she got going, the going got easier, and she made another quick, daring dash in, leaping up for the lizard creature's thigh, despite the vulnerable position that probably put her in. She wasn't thinking. That was the whole problem with all of this...