give me forever for a while[PACK CHALLENGE]

For all the rage he felt, the chill in his veins kept his head cool, the crimson Archangel's mind ever quick and ever the tactician. As he came in for impact, he spotted the shift of Liar's body as the exotically marked male shifted his hind end to his own left - Regulus' right - , bringing Liar almost nose to right shoulder with Regulus, and effectively allowing Liar to escape Regulus' ramming attempt. Regulus felt his jaws snap shut on air, but refused the frustration wanting to cloud his focus, his ears catching the faintest ripping noise of hairs pulling away from his opponent's coat.

Even as his right foreleg rose - a useless attack now that Liar had effectively gotten out of reach for the attempt - he sought to correct his forward momentum, the weight originally balanced on his left foreleg and both squared hind legs dropping back into his haunches to effectively set the emergency brakes, hind toes sretching apart as his hind claws sank hard into the dry earth, traction and balance put together while his tail swept low for added balance as he sought to lift his front end from the ground a few inches and use his spine's natural flexibility to twist his body sharply around - almost back on himself -, his upper half driving to his right - Liar's left -, toward Liar, as he sought to tip his head to his right and send his parted jaws down in a savage, lightning fast strike for Liar's face, wanting to sink his upper canines into Liar's left eye, and plant his lower canines into Liar's right eye, seeking to thoroughly blind the male and gain a savage, gruesome grip on his skull by the eye sockets.

Liar's right front paw struck out for Regulus' own right front paw, but because the leg wasn't connected to the ground, the attack did little more than buffeting the right side of the main joint of Regulus' right foreleg, leaving a light bruise. Regulus sought to propel himself with a forceful shove into Liar's right shoulder with the whole front of his chest, using the gathered tension in his hind legs and haunches to lend him power, wanting to shake Liar's balance while he only had three legs to work with, his own left forepaw seeking to return to the ground to add to the forward pressure he was trying to exert, and to better his balance once more, though the majority of his weight still rested on his hind legs.

The crimson behemoth's defenses remained for the most part intact; his eyes maintained their narrowed expression, jowls raised and face wrinkled into a silent snarl; his chin tipped toward his chest already with the steep nature of his bid for Liar's eyes, effectively guarding his throat, and his ears remained resolutely flattened against his skull, nestled into the bristling hackles that rigded his spine from the base of his skull to the base of his tail. His neck was scrunched back into shoulders that rolled forward to guard the sides of his neck at the base, sending his scruff into a protective layer of fur, fat and muscle, guarding his vertebrae and nerves from assault. His abdomen was tensed to add to his balance, joints bent for looser movement and a lower center of gravity. His tail moved as a rudder, sweeping level with his spine when needed.

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