help me find my style

The male didn't fight like many who faced the behemoth, he stood his ground, bracing against the impact. It jarred his shoulder, hitting something more solid then he had intended but even as his momentum was suddenly slowed drastically the brute dug in. Claw marks were visible as Ky tucked his head and continued to shove the male back. Why was there no teeth? No attack against his horribly exposed shoulders and neck. He wanted to feel pain, he wanted his flesh to part around this males jaws and the hot, wetness of blood running through his coat. But he got none of that, none of his wishes were granted, only the staring of muscles as he continued to attempt to force the male upwards without latching onto the male's leg. One forepaw was always stretching forward and balance just in case Cormalin decided to back up quickly or bail hard to either side and leave Kylar with nothing left to push against. Balance remained as centered as possible seeing as he was pushing almost completely with his left side.

Suddenly the opposing force was gone, forepaw caught his weight as he was tossed forward a bit when Cormalin threw himself to Kylar's right. With his head down he had not noticed the bunching of muscles, only the slight decrease in pressure when the male reared up and then the lack of it when he fled. Balance was regained quickly as the black male fled, the monster of a wolf turning sharp gaze to him. Already the male had spun and was charging, Kylar dropped his left shoulder, bracing his front end against the impact. He took a step forward at the last moment, allowing Cormalin to collide heavily into Kylar's lower stomach and hip area. The momentum carried his haunches easily, allowing his face to swing towards the black male. There were few who could move the mountain of a male, not only was he tall but he was built stocky with muscles lining his shoulders and haunches. Legs were well proportioned with his body so he wasn't overly fast or overly slow, simply good for being a defensive fighter.

It seemed like he might have to use teeth to egg this male on. If it was going to be simply a pushing and shoving mass Kylar would end up attempting to sit on the opposing brute. He didn't think about it, simply allowed teeth to reach out for whatever flesh he could find. Whether it be shoulder, back, flank or tail would depend on how far Cormalin had traveled with Kylar's swinging haunches. If he had stopped then teeth would search for neck or shoulders, if he had carried on his jaws would attempt to find a grip on his tail and bring the brute to a stop. All the while paws remained planted, tail tucked with eyes narrowed and ears pinned to his skull. Neck stretched out as much as needed to find the hold he was searching for, not concerned about it's defense.


Speech!


Round 2/4

Defenses: Remained balanced, stance stable, ears back to give less to grab onto, eyes squinted to keep them protected, and tail tucked to also give less to grab. Neck stretching out as much as needed so unprotected.

Attacks: Allowed Cormalin to hit Kylar's hips and then let the momentum carry them so that they would stand parallel. If Cormalin stopped when they hit then Kylar would try and bite his neck or shoulder, if Cormalin continued running as Kylar`s hips moved then he would try and grab hold of his flanks or tail depending on how far he traveled.

Injuries: Slight bruising on his hip.