Goodbye Graceful
10-24-2015, 09:52 AM
Oh? Well, how interesting. So this canine had managed to best a jaguar and a lion. Skælingr was almost embarrassed for his kindred but he was a tiger, an entirely different beast, in his own opinion and he would not fall easily. In fact he didn't plan to fall at all. "You must be quite the fighter, wolf. I look forward to this." Fur and hackles stood on end as the beasts striped head and tail moved to align with his spine. His eyes narrowed, ears pinning tight to his head as he tucked his chin just slightly. Massive shoulders rolled forward, neck scrunching back to push his thick siberian pelt and folds of skin and fat over his vitals. Skælingr widened his stance, evenly spreading his weight, limbs coiling to lower his center of gravity. Toes spread, claws unsheathed in preparation for attack. His back rounded slightly as he prepared to spring. A moment of silence fell between them, the rush of wind rattling the autumn leaves. Suddenly Skælingr would launch himself forward as he attempted to close the distance between himself and the pale man. The tiger attempted to approach the wolf directly head on, aiming to lift his upper body slightly and re-distribute his weight evenly to his hind legs as he attempted to throw the exact center of his chest into the exact center of the underside of the wolf's neck, halfway between the jaw and the sternum, hoping to slam his massive weight into the wolf with enough force to knock the breath from him and cause heavy bruising. At the same time as he tried to throw his chest forward Skælingr would also seek to raise both forelimbs. He sought for his left foreleg to wrap around the right side of the base of Sin's neck so that he could sink his left fore-claws deeply in between the mans shoulder blades, seeking to get a grip on the wolf and pull the other into his chest slam in one fluid motion. His right forepaw, with claws fully unsheathed, would seek to slice into the flesh above the spine, about five inches behind the shoulder blades in an attempted swipe to drag his claws all the way down the mans left side and back to the ground in a bid to leave the canine with brutal lacerations and fresh new scars. Simultaneously, Skælingr's neck would shift to his own right, head twisting in to his own left as he attempted to bite the wolf's upper left-sided neck, just behind the jawline. Upper fangs seeking a grip over the canines left ear, lower fangs seeking to pierce the flesh at the corner of the canines left-sided jaw. Skælinger sought a vice-like grip from which he could quickly subdue his opponent. The wolf might be smaller but Skælingr did not wish to underestimate this opponent, particularly if his words were true and he had managed to best a lion and a jaguar in battle. The canine and his companion were probably full of all sorts of crafty little tricks. Skælingr vs Sin for SPAR Rd. 1/? |
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