Darkness will Rise

It was then he caught movement from the corner of his eye, realizing then that the male only said a single line before falling into a fighting stance. Oh ho ho! "Aw, did a kid really piss you off that much? Pathetic!" He too would begin to fall into his own defenses.

**Fight starts here**

The boys hackles bristled with delight along his spine. Ears pinning against his skull, his head lowering over his throat, chin tucking slightly and aligning with his spine; tail flagging out to align perfectly as well as for balance and easier maneuverability. His toes flexed, spreading over the sand and claws digging in for better traction. Shoulders rolled forward to protect his neck. The dual toned male also pulled his head back slightly to roll the fat and fur on his scruff to further add some padding. Lastly, he would bend his joints to bring him slightly lower to the ground, hind legs coiled and ready to spring him into action.  Weight distributed across all four limbs, eyes narrowing on the older male and his teeth baring in a sneer as his muzzle wrinkled and bunched the skin around his face; making for a harder grip. "I'll show you what a pack wolf can do!"

At four feet apart, there perhaps wasn't that much room. But Greed was ready the moment the older male was. Still, as soon as Arsenal came at him, Greed kicked off with his hind legs, coming to meet the other male head on at full force! Greed wasn't stupid enough to keep himself open, let alone allow someone to flat out get to his sides without making them work for it. Greed would quickly lift his front end off the ground, legs propelling him forward and up. He aimed to slam his fore-chest right into the base of Arsenals throat, attempting to use his weight and force to cut off the air flow and make the man stagger. Due to this, Arsenals attempted shoulder slam would not hit its intended target as it instead, made contact with the outer left side of Greeds chest instead; leaving a moderate bruise.

Also thanks to his movement, Arsenals paw slam would miss. And here it was time to make another move of his own. In one quick motion, Greed would bring his left paw slamming down towards Arsenals right paw, attempting to pin it to the ground and fracture or break the inner two toes. Simultaneously, he would attempt to scratch Arsenals chest on the lower right side with his left paw; more for a distraction then anything. Greeds weight would redistribute to his hind end, abdomen muscles tightening as he continued his onslaught.

Lastly, as Arsenal sought to bite Greed's face, Greed would quickly tilt his head towards Arsenals jaws,  his own jaws (Greeds) wide open. He aimed to wrap his own wide open chompers over and around Arsenals as it seemed the male had only opened his slightly for a baby bite. Top fangs aimed to come over the top of Arsenals muzzle, and bottom fangs aimed to wrap beneath the bottom jaw. He aimed to align his teeth directly across the center of the older male's jaws, wanting to gain a solid grip and lacerate and make the man succumb to pain [counter to arsenals bite].

Greed was ecstatic. Driven. hungry for blood. This was his first time in a real fight, and he was excited to finally put all that training to the test! And this male had been stupid enough to become his first chew toy.

Greed VS Arsenal for DOMINANCE
ROUND: 1/3
Height: 36"
Build: Medium