With great care, Sin watched silently as his opponent responded and began to set his defenses. Likewise, Sin would set his own as well. Hackles lifted to make him appear larger, tail flagged out for balance behind him as it fell in alignment with his spine, his head lowered slightly to bring it to perfect alignment, chin tucking to protect his throat. His ears flattened to his skull, shoulders rolling forward to protect the sides of his neck while his head pulled back just slightly to roll the fat bunches around his scruff for added protection. Toes would splay, claws biting into the earth to give him traction for when he moved. Bending his knees, he set his legs equidistant apart, weight evenly distributed to give him better maneuverability. Lastly, his eyes narrowed into amber slits as his teeth bared, stained and ready to protect his face with a good bite of his own if need be.
Seifer would linger a yard or two to his (Sin's left), ready for his moment when the time came. The obsidian and blood colored male watched with great interest, crimson eyes glued to the tiger as the beast made its charge. He would be ready on his toes at a single moments notice, watching and waiting to see what would happen. Bobbed tail twitched, ears perked with interest as he watched the big cats maneuvers and prowess. He wondered if Sin would manage to hold his own against this beast, unknown to the capabilities of wolves against some creatures. Naturally, a feline such as this Skaelingr should be able to easily overpower a canine, but the two species had different tactics, and he was sure that it also depended on one's abilities as well.
Silence fell around them as Sin quietly watched the tiger. Just as he'd done with the jaguar, he would watch carefully for the slightest muscle movement, waiting for the moment the big cat sprang. Suddenly, Skaelingr made his move, charging at Sin head on as the feline sought to close the distance, and Sin was ready. He too would seek to close the distance, however, he would side step three times to his own left as he charged forward. Sin would attempt to line up his left side to Skaelingr's left side (attempting to get his left shoulder to Skaelingr's left hip), seeking to bring them parallel to each other. His tail tucked immediately as he moved, protecting the softer underside of his body. As a result of his movement, Skaelingr's chest slam would miss.
Skaelingr's left paw, however, would not miss entirely. As Sin sought to line them up, Skaelingr's claws would cut down the side of right left shoulder instead, leaving in their wake a triad of moderate lacerations as they hit the bony part of his shoulder. Skaelingr's right paw would catch him on the middle of his back, cutting down the length of his side before Sin tore himself away with an attempt to swing his hind end to his own left to bring them to an uneven T. Deep lacerations would be made as the tiger's claws sliced down his ribs, a snarl ripping free from him as blood oozed. It would certainly be painful once the adrenaline wore off, sure to leave scars when they were healed. Next, he would feel the tiger's fangs slice down Sin's rump, a couple inches before the base of his tail as top fangs sliced down his thigh and left moderate cuts thanks to his moving away. If he had remained where he was, it could have been much worse.
With his new position, Sin would quickly make his move. Hind legs would kick at the ground, the man attempting to send dirt flying up to potentially and momentarily blind or distract the tiger's sight. He would quickly replant his feet, weight redistributing as he then sought to reach forward with his left foreleg, an attempt to slide it beneath Skaelingr towards the inside of the tiger's left hind foot, and hook his paw around it. His goal was to unbalance the creature, hopefully compromising the felines balance. Next, he would tilt his crown to his right, jaws gaping as a snarl ripped from his throat as jaws lunged to his left in an attempt to bite at Skaelingr's left side, an inch behind the ribcage. He wanted to slice the skin with top fangs, bottom fangs seeking to dig in and achieve a grip in the softer parts that the ribs could not protect. This was a dangerous game he was playing, but play it he would.
Sin VS Skaelingr
Round 1/2
OOC// so very sorry for taking so long D;
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