Pelt felt a surge of satisfaction as her teeth closed around the snake's tail and it failed yet again to bite her. Had she been this helpless as a hatchling? She vaguely remembered blood and another baby thing with scales, but that was pretty much it. Anyway,
she hadn't gotten herself into a race she couldn't possibly win and
she hadn't stupidly provoked an obviously superior Gembound. Therefore, she was better than this snake.
She shook her head viciously, trying to disorient the snake so he couldn't bite her. Meanwhile, she made a rapid retreat into the deeper waters, keeping her mouth closed around the snake's tail to drag it with her. Once she was deep enough, she felt she would have an advantage that was unable to be overcome. As long as she made sure not to let it bite her.
@Naja
His scales gave way beneath the larger Gembounds teeth, revealing the weaker flesh beneath. He hissed in pain, finding himself being thrashed this way and that, helpless to stop it.
The snake took a quick gasp of air before they went underwater, the seal taking him to where she would be superior. He whipped and twisted, attempting to sink his fangs in, venom pumping into the water.
@pelt
The snake's thrashing nearly made her let go of it, but luckily she managed to keep her grip on its tail. She could vaguely see streams of some definitely-not-water liquid coming from its fangs - best to avoid that. Keeping a firm hold with her teeth, Pelt shook the snake again and went further away from the mud shores. The farther she could go, the farther away from the envenomed water she would be. Plus, the water would become deeper and give her more of an advantage.
@Naja
No matter how hard he flailed, the leopard seal's flesh remained out of reach. But the snake was incapable of irritation, and so he slowed his movements, wanting to conserve his energy. There was no point in wasting precious energy and oxygen on futile thrashing - he needed to save it, as well as his venom.
@Pelt
The snake's movements slowed. Whether it was simply tiring or had given up already, Pelt did not know. Either way, this was a good opportunity. She shook it once more to be sure, then quickly released the tail in favor of lunging toward the back of the head. Hopefully if she could latch onto that part, the snake would not be able to twist around and bite her no matter how hard it tried.
Oh, how she longed to gloat! But now was not the time. Her mouth was full right now. To open it to speak would be an act of stupidity, and Pelt was not stupid. This snake was not getting away from her.