give me forever for a while[PACK CHALLENGE]

It was interesting, how a hard upward and forward shove from lower than your opponent only served to push him back a few inches; particularly if your opponent happened to be smaller than yourself. The thought was there and gone, as Regulus compensated swiftly upon feeling Liar's front legs slipping down.

His bite was only mildly successful, leaving moderate injuries, and missing the original target altogether, but the crimson Archangel was already in motion, since no grip had been gained, twisting his upper body swiftly to his right (Liar's left), seeking to land his front end to Liar's left - his left shoulder facing Liar's left shoulder, about a foot apart - his weight resettling swiftly to all three most able limbs, his right foreleg still favored to avoid further damage to the injured tendon. The upward thrust of Liar's shoulders thus missed his throat, finding only air.

Regulus' chin tipped quickly downward to guard his throat, ears resolutely pinned to his skull, nestled and almost hidden in the thickly raised hackles that encompassed the whole of his spine from the base of his skull to the base of his tail, which held level once more with his spine as his head dropped level with his back, neck scrunching back into shoulders that rolled forward to guard the base of his neck, the action rolling his bleeding scruff into its reformed layer of flesh, fat and fur, jaws parted slightly and jowls raised in a still silent snarl, glazed sapphire eyes narrowed and watchful slits of protection in his face.

Those eyes saw the bite aimed for his shoulder, and he swayed sharply to his own right, right hind leg sliding forward and further to his own right to compensate for the lack of weight in his right foreleg, tail arcing to his left for added balance as his abdomen tightened, hocks and elbows bending for smoother movement. Liar's teeth carved mild lacerations into the outer side of Regulus' shoulder, but gained little more damage as the evasion played out.

Regulus remained in motion, hind end seeking to take a bounding leap, attempting swing his hind-quarters around to his own right as he pivoted sharply on his left forepaw, seeking to bring them into a rough 'L' position - nose to Liar's left shoulder, weight resting swiftly back on all three limbs once more as his toes flexed, spreading apart once more for a more secure grip in the by now slick footing, claws seeking hard ground and traction through the rain birthed mud.

His hind paws shoved forcefully into the ground, seeking to propel him forward and slightly lower, seeking to slam the front of his whole chest hard into Liar's left outer shoulder, squarely in the center, wishing to use his strength and size to destabilize Liar and bring a few more bruises; simultaneously, his head tipped outward to his own left and ducking marginally lower, slightly parted jaws parting further with deadly intent, seeking to capture the left side of Liar's head in his jaws; his upper canines strove to sink into the point just above Liar's left eye, while the lower canines sought a more sinister placement; just behind Liar's left lower jaw-bone, in the soft point that thrummed with the pulse of the jugular. He sought to puncture the throat enough to seriously bleed the exotically marked challenger, while gaining a grip that would permit him to effectively control his opponent and put the biting end out of commission.

Lastly, his left foreleg snapped forward, weight quickly resettling in his hind end, as he sought to extend and send his left foreleg across the front of Liar's left front leg, wishing to hook his left forepaw around the carpus joint of Liar's left foreleg and jerk it toward himself, while seeking to lunge forward and drive the whole of his right shoulder into Liar's left side, just behind his left elbow, aiming to trip Liar and send him crashing down front end first to the mud with the shove. It was time to end this.

Despite the fatigue of a long journey, with the adrenaline and cold fury chilling his veins, he barely felt winded. Part of being large and steady meant you had stamina to go long and hard for more extended periods of time, and when you were pissed enough, that just added to the energy. He would go as long as it took to ensure that this male either never rose again from this fight, or shuddered at the mere thought of ever trying to challenge for Celestial again.

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OOC Notes: And that brings us to the final round of an epic fight. You did well Riv!