Double Shot of Crown {SIEGE}

The young brute's head shot upward, his ears pressing forward as he heard the challenging howl of a stranger. The hair along his spine rose angrily - how dare someone invade their territory? He wasted no time setting off in the direction of the howl, and as his paws carried him toward the borders, he heard Sin's responding howl. Excitement coursed through his veins. The pack would come together to defend what was theirs. He wondered who had sent up the challenge; it must have been the wolves Sin had warned of, coming to avenge Threar's downfall. What was the point? That pack had been erased and without even lifting a claw to uphold its own honor. What had happened was meant to be.

He arrived on the battlefield to see that chaos had broken loose and the wolves were tangled in bloody combat. Silver eyes widened, looking around wildly. Where did he start? His heart pounded from the thrill, knowing that blood was going to be spilled. It was clear that they were outnumbered, but Hellstrom would fight hard regardless. His attention was drawn to an angry, snowy-coated woman who glared around with purple eyes, demanding an opponent. His lips peeled back in amusement - he would give her what she wanted! He began to set his defenses, legs bending and spreading slightly to distribute his weight evenly, toes splaying and claws digging into the grassy ground. His tail lashed out behind him, aligning with his spine to help keep himself balanced. Hackles rose along his back, withers and scruff, shoulders rolling forward to protect his neck. His head lowered, chin tucking to protect his throat. Ears folded against his skull, eyes narrowing as his muzzle wrinkled up in a nasty snarl.

Xephyris sprung forward and charged toward Mercy, trying to close the distance between them swiftly. She was a large lady, so he would stay low, targeting her more vulnerable areas to spill blood rather than trying to overpower her in a wrestling match. He came in head on, hoping to get really close as he lowered his center of gravity. Then his head would tilt to his right and upward, jaws parting wide as he lunged, aiming to clasp her throat in his teeth, several inches below her chin. Upper jaw sought out the left side of her neck near the jugular, while his lower jaw would seek the right side of her windpipe. He hoped to dig his fangs in for a moderate puncture and suffocate her if he could. As his jaws aimed for their target, his right forepaw would rise and strike toward her left forepaw with the momentum he'd built up, hoping to break some of her toes. Lastly, he would try to use the force of his forward movement to ram his right shoulder into her left shoulder. The upper part of his shoulder that met near his neck would come upward, aiming toward the frontal part of her left shoulder where it met with her chest, hoping to leave some decent bruising and force her backward, trying to give himself an advantage against her greater size.

Xephyris vs Mercy || for Dominance || Round 1/2