Can't keep my hands to myself
ooc: That's okay I took even longer xD Here you go.
The boy had only been in a handful of fights, however he tried his best to hold his own and try new things. Being aware of his surroundings and where he stood compared to his opponent. He had to believe that he would win, in order to get a result. Hera was smart, and by clashing teeth and claws with her Rivaxorus was already assessing her. For her fighting skills and her as a wolf. It was a type of primitive bonding, somethings were best met in the ways of fighting.
He wasn’t too displeased with the disposition of his bite. His toes splaying firmly into the ground as he leveled his tail with his spine to help keep balance. As his hook was only mildly effective after she had shifted to her left he immediately pressed his left leg back into the dirt. Distributing his weight evenly on all four of his limbs. Now with them at an obtuse angle his hackles rose, shoulders rolled inward to make himself rigid but still fluid enough to move as he tried to keep in close proximity with the woman. After his bite succeeded he pulled his jaws back and rolled his scruff forward to protect his neck. Ears pinned to avoid them being grabbed, along with his eyes narrowed. His teeth were pulled back, the skin around his face and eyes scrunching over tightly. This would make it difficult to get a hold on his face if she so much as tried.
Rivaxorus watched as Hera tilted more to make them parallel in order to reach his right side. He using his back right leg to turn himself once more. Her jaws clamping shut firmly on the middle of his chest. Moderate lacerations appearing as blood soaked his fur, he rose his right paw at the time leaving scratching on them as she barely missed him. The male then tried to use his size and weight to his advantage. This time he used his back legs to try and raise himself. Lifting his upper limbs in an attempt spring at her shoulders in a firm push. Jaws opened as his head tilted to the left aiming for the portion of her neck just between her shoulders.
His tail kept level with his spine for balance. Back legs digging into the dirt for traction. The male’s abdomen tightened, should she try to aim for his vulnerable stomach the tightened muscles would cause less pain and damage. His shoulders rolled inward after he attempted his spring to make his body stiff. Attempting to use his weight to fall into her, hoping to knock her over. |
