We were kind've heroes, wicked little machines.
09-24-2016, 01:20 AM
(This post was last modified: 09-24-2016, 01:36 AM by Vadim I.
Edit Reason: Forgot to add the footnotes. Overseen by Eve!
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As Ramsay excitedly announced the start of their fight and engaged the first attack, Vadim's adrenaline naturally began to soar. The fur along the back of his neck rose immediately, an attempt to make himself more intimidating though it also helped to protect his scruff while it was raised.. not that he had any knowledge of that yet! His eyes narrowed quickly, almost as if he were flinching to keep them protected, while he watched Ramsay launch himself at him. The laugh made him release one as well, and he lightened up a bit when he felt Ramsay push into his right shoulder and successfully making Vadim lose a bit of his balance. His forepaws stumbled but found their footing quickly since he had kept his weight evenly distributed and anchored so that he wouldn't be caught too off balance. He felt Ramsay keep his weight on his shoulders, though the heavier of the two got an idea! It would have to be put on hold, though.. as he watched Ramsay's teeth seeking out his nose, it wouldn't be too hard to land that bite, as Vadim had his head facing his brother the whole time. As Ramsay's teeth came toward him, his instincts reacted in a flash while trying to make the damage as minimal as possible for his sensitive nose. His upper lip lifted, flashing his fangs.. he was going through the transition from milk teeth to adult teeth, so there were a few of his middle teeth missing and he honestly looked quite silly, but when he grew this move would be a bit more intimidating. At least, one would hope. Lifting his lip also wrinkled up the fatty meat surrounding his nose while his jowls swung open, ready to bite back if he needed to. His lower jaw swung open wide, half from his over-zealous grin and half to protect his throat beneath. When he felt his brother's teeth land on his nose, he was surprised by just how sensitive it was and his tongue wriggled while he shook his head to try and get away.. he would be sure to have a little bruising around the edges where his brother's molars were. He quickly pulled his head back, causing a few mild scratches, but that wasn't Ramsay's fault. He wasn't down for the count, though! Not by a long shot, he was ready to execute the plan that had been forming in his head. After he'd pulled away, he knew he had to act fast and hopefully before his brother had time to fully realize what he was doing. He prepared his attack, giggling as he yelled out, "You'll have to do better than that, brother!" The weight of his gut lowering a bit on his back legs to keep him closer to the ground and leaving his front legs able to move quickly, then he launched them quickly to the left, away from Ramsay, and landed with his frame facing away from his brother and his butt in Ramsay's face. He wasn't scared for his tail, it was still tucked between his legs but he did widen out his limbs once again and lower his chest to the ground. Then, it came! His first attack. With his weight relying on his forelimbs now, he kicked his heavier back legs behind him like a bucking bronco and aimed them toward Ramsay's chin in an effort to return the bruise he'd taken on his own nose. He was unsure of how well he'd be able to aim his hind legs like this, but given their closeness and the oddness of such an attack, he hoped it would work in his favor and leave moderate bruising while he kept the majority of his body safely away from Ramsay. Or so he thought. What had Avalon said? Something about a great defense being a good.. offense.. something like that. Yes! He was doing that! Vadim vs. Ramsay || Fight Training || 2/3 |
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