give me forever for a while[PACK CHALLENGE]

His jaws missed their mark as Liar shifted his position with him and ducked away. He felt his canines hit, though, leaving a ridiculously mild mark behind on Liar's nose. Surely, he thought briefly, with a blow that hard, there would have been more damage... No matter, there was still a long fight ahead. He had no intention of submitting or slowing down.

His lunge for Liar's throat had brought him back to his full height, weight resettling on his hind legs and left forepaw as it came back to earth, the swipe for Liar's right foreleg having missed due to the shift of position Liar had pulled off. His chin dropped to cover his throat as his elbows and hocks bending slightly to loosen his joints, abdomen tightening to adjust his balance to compensate for keeping the weight off his right foreleg, and his tail swept out, level with his spine and arcing to his right to add to the balance. His ears pressed tighter to his head, scruff rolling into its defensive layer of flesh, fat, and fur as his shoulders rolled forward to cover his neck at the base and his head dropped level with his spine and scrunched back against his neck.

He saw the teeth coming for his face through narrowed eyes, and instinctively tipped his head away, to his left. Liar's upper canines carved a pair of moderate lacerations down Regulus' right cheek, starting just below the right eye and parting company from flesh and fur midway down his cheek, two inches above the lower jaw. That pain, like all the rest, was thrown aside into a compartment in his mind, firmly ignored, though he fed off the adrenaline provided by the strike, fur bristling to stand with his still raised hackles, giving him the impression of having puffed up slightly and adding a bodily barrier of fur to his defenses.

Regulus remained in motion, seeking to sharply twist his front half to his right as his weight rocked back to rest in his haunches, spine twisting as his tail flicked low to compensate as he pivoted deftly on his hind paws and sought to bring them into a rough 'T' position, with him acting as the leg of that T, Liar as the hat, paws landing squared beneath him, weight still resting in his hind paws and left foreleg. He sought within the next breath to drive the whole front of his chest into the central mid-point of Liar's left rib cage with a forceful shove, driving from his hindquarters, wanting to drive the breath from his smaller opponent and bruise his ribs as his slightly parted jaws opened further and he strove to drive a savage, forceful bite into the center of Liar's back, lower canines seeking a hold on the left side of the spine, his upper canines seeking to sink deep into the right side of the spine, wishing to pierce the spine and grab hold; and render Liar's hind end from that point down useless. Simultaneously, he sought to thrust his right shoulder forward and to drive the forward point of his right shoulder viciously hard into the soft point just behind the last rib of Liar's left rib cage, at the vertical center of Liar's body, wanting to further bruise Liar's left side, even if it meant he too would gain a few bruises in the process.

Liar's left forepaw would find only the hard ground, Regulus' right front leg taken safely beyond reach with his twisting maneuver, which would hopefully jar Liar's limb slightly from the forceful impact Regulus' ears caught the sound of. Regulus's left foreleg parted from the ground, his weight already balance in his squared haunches, and he sought to drape his left foreleg over the base of Liar's shoulders, elbow of the limb aiming to settle on the left side of Liar's back, the paw seeking to drape over the right side of Liar's back, claws seeking purchase in Liar's fur, though he would have been shocked if he ended up reaching skin, let alone breaking it. He sought to pull Liar toward himself - Liar's left - with this attempt at purchase, to prevent escape.

His hind paws' toes flexed, set equidistant beneath his hips, outer toes just outside the breadth of his hips, toes spread, claws digging into the ground for traction as he kept one narrowed eye on Liar's front end, always watching for clues of what the challenger might be attempting next.

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