Strike a violent pose

As Ramsay moved away from Vadim being able to rest his weight against his hips and take more control over that grapple hold, Vadim shuffled his hind feet through the dirt on splayed toes in an attempt to follow after him, all the while reinforcing his bite with slight squeezes as he'd try to pull and keep Ramsay from being able to do exactly what he was about to do. He felt the tug against his teeth as Ramsay lowered, man his brother was stubborn! Did he not care if Vadim were to shred through the flesh of his neck? He could feel Ramsay's skin ripping around the hold of his bite and he let out a loud and protesting growl as conflicting emotions swept over him, ultimately love won and he released his hold on Ramsay's neck so that those already severe puncture wounds would not tear and become lacerations that would cause more blood loss than Vadim had initially intended.

As Ramsay insisted on lowering, Vadim narrowed his eyes in frustration while removing himself from his brother's declining form; with his one forelimb wrapped around Ramsay's chest, he did not want it to become pinned to the earth.. the hold was quickly forfeited as he instead moved that limb back to support his weight now that his Ramsay crutch had been lost. He had been about to remove the other one and was backing away from his brother's frame when Ramsay bucked back upward, Vadim still being over him enough to feel the slam of his brother's buck against his chin (one that would undoubtedly leave a pretty heavy bruise), forcing his open mouth to shut quite suddenly. Instantly, he released a loud yelp as he felt his own fangs puncture through the tip of his tongue and a warm rush of his own blood quickly spilled within his jaws.

He'd been so stunned by what all had just happened in a matter of a few seconds, that as Ramsay elbowed him, Vadim did not have time to react and dodge the oncoming attack. With Vadim nearly level with his brother now that he'd let go of the hold around his neck, the elbow landed right in the middle of his chest where the first bruise had been made, turning what would have been a moderate bruise into a rather severe one as his already sore injury was struck again. Then, Ramsay's teeth made contact with his inner elbow and left lacerations severe enough to send waves of pain coursing through Vadim's body from various points of his body. Damn, this fight hurt way more than he expected and Vadim was beyond his breaking point; even if Ramsay refused to let go of his elbow, Vadim would pull away from him and throw his weight into his efforts enough to pull his own flesh out of Ramsay's mouth no matter the consequences, he had to get away.

At this point, while he was shuffling away, his wounded pride was the least of his injuries. He reluctantly cowered to the ground, his forelimbs outstretching in front of him while his tail curled up beneath his legs protectively. His hackles remained raised, his eyes begrudgingly narrowed on Ramsay as he watched him come toward him, but he kept himself low enough to the earth that his hind legs folded and his tummy and chest touched the soil. His jowls were clamped shut, protecting his bleeding tongue as he felt it dribble down his chin at a rate that quite honestly scared him. He hadn't wanted to hurt Ramsay severely enough to cause bleeding he couldn't recover from, and as a result he'd caused himself to suffer from his decision. That would be the last time he showed mercy in battle, he thought to himself.. and there was a radiating hate seething from his eyes now as he looked to his brother.

He had nothing to say, Ramsay had won and Vadim was over his brother's abusive outburst toward him. What had he ever done to Ramsay to cause him to feel the need to direct such anger toward him? If wolves could cry, he would have been.. his hormones denying him any control to be able to fight the emotions that came with defeat and betrayal. Instead, a whine slipped through his throat, defying his burning desire to remain strong despite the defeat. He could no longer look at Ramsay, his eyes turning away and lowering his ears as his head met the soil along with the rest of his body, pouting nestling his muzzle between his forelimbs.

Vadim vs. Ramsay || Dominance || 3/3

Defenses: hackles raised, eyes narrowed, tail tucked between legs, ears back

Injuries: severe bruise on chest, severe bruise on chin, severe lacerations on his elbow

Attacks: none