Keep the dogs at bay
The first move was his, and he wouldn't disappoint his leader. Defences momentarily buckled onto his form - ebony paws placed an equal distance apart, limbs slightly bent at the joint, toes splayed, claws dug into the earth, weight evenly distributed, shoulders rolled forward, head lowered in line with spine and tail, chin tucked, eyes narrowed and ears pinned. The adrenaline began to pound through this body as the energy built up in his muscles. This was it. He either went big or went home. All thoughts of doubt and fear were squashed as he prepared to charge, and without further ado, he commenced the spar, determined to prove himself to the Destruction.
Taking long yet swift strides, he attempted to close the distance of six feet between them as quickly as possible head-on, dropping his left shoulder and slightly rotating his upper body in the process. With as much force as he could muster, he attempted to drive the bony part of his left shoulder directly into the leader's windpipe, hoping to knock the wind out of the older male or damage the air passage. He next attempted to ram his forehead into the lower left side Bass' face, right on his jawbone, seeking to bruise the bone and cause discomfort in the area if the man ever wished to open his jaws to bite. Following that, his own jaws unhinged and sought to grab ahold of the centre of Bass' left cheek, while simultaneously he lifted his right forepaw, redistributing his weight in the process, in an attempt to stomp it onto the Primo's left forepaw, hoping to bruise or dislocate a few bones.
TINARO vs BASS for RANK CHALLENGE (Prima Guardia) |
