give me forever for a while[PACK CHALLENGE]

Quick his opponent might be, but speed wasn't everything. Particularly if you got yourself into an unsavory position in a fight with a larger opponent. Particularly one with an intent to seriously maim you. And speed would only get you so far in close quarters.

As Regulus had moved, so had Liar; thus, his chest drove into Liar's instead of Liar's rib cage, sending a fresh layer of mild bruising flowering across his breast, worsening previous bruises to near severe, though sparing the front of his left shoulder, which hadn't struck with the rest of his front. Additional mild bruising blossomed over the point of his right shoulder as he drove it into his opponent, pressing into the soft spot between Liar's left breast and shoulder joint.

His bite, while not meeting the desired target, was moderately successful, as he left a moderate injury, and felt fur clinging to his teeth and lips; however the success didn't come without a mild consequence, as a mild bruise encompassed his right jowl and cheek from the force of the collision. Nothing too hard to ignore. His tongue flicked quickly from his slightly parted jaws in an attempt to clear the fur from his teeth as he felt Liar's weight shifting back, and fore-end beginning to lift as Regulus' left front leg rested over Liar's right shoulder.

He sought to compensate in a flash of inspiration, abandoning that grip with the left front leg and letting his left front paw return to the ground, as Liar's front legs sought their hug over his shoulders. He sought to lower himself quickly, hind legs gathering and squaring further beneath himself, tail flicking against the ground as the downward movement caused Liar's jaws to catch only a fold of his scruff; not enough for a hold, though the canines sliced moderate lacerations into the scruff, toward the center of his scruff, tugging vibrant red fur free.

Regulus allowed Liar's front legs to grip him in the hug, welcoming it, though his lowered position meant Liar's front legs landed first around his lower neck before gravity and weight slid them to his shoulders; and the very moment he felt the grip tighten, he moved. His haunches thrust him forward and up, as he sought to launch himself up into Liar's upper half with a powerful drive from his hind legs, left front paw once more leaving the ground, wishing to take Liar up and off his feet completely and send him toppling backward onto his back, Regulus' shoulders rolling forward to guard his neck at the base, eyes narrowed, ears pinned into his ever-raised hackles, as his claws sank into the ground for traction.

Simultaneously, he sought to twist his head to his own right and send his jaws down to wrap around Liar's left foreleg, just below the elbow, wanting to get a hold and sink his teeth in to the gums, wishing to rend the muscle and leave irreparable damage, perhaps fracture the ulna and radius bones between his teeth.

Thus his left shoulder rolled even further forward in an attempt to guard his neck better on that side, the angle scrunching his neck back into his shoulders, rolling the scruff into a protective layer of fat, skin and fur, and tucking his chin automatically in his bid for Liar's left forelimb. His hind legs were squared, his abdomen tensed to balance himself, hind toes splayed for added balance and extra traction.

Rain had begun pattering down in sheets, drenching the combatants and observers alike.

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