'TIL DEATH DO US PART
06-25-2013, 06:55 PM
Things were happening in a matter of seconds, and the pressure between the two was multiplying. In the middle of battle the consequences had been put aside, since each wolf was hell bent on destroying the other. But in reality, today, someone would die, whither it be him, or her. Someone would send a pack into total chaos, and the other would revenge the fallen king or queen, sending the world back into the devils play pin. He would avenge either outcome, wither by killing the bitch or by haunting her in hell until her very last breath. He would see her fall into the pits of hell to rejoin him, and he would drag everything she loves with her. The king was a Satanist creature from below, but he had risen up, taking his own set of demons under his wing even in the mortal world. He was capable of mass destruction, wither in a mortal form or spirit. Either way, kingdoms would fall, and lived would be slayed. This day would go down in stone forever, for all to read. He was sure of it. As he stepped forward her paw edged more toward the center of his chest, but she dropped her front paws and seemed to retreat to the side, trying to avoid his forward force. The right sides of their chests collided, but since she was at a stand still, no damage was done to either opponent. They had simply rubbed against each other, and It put her more perpendicular to him on his right. How his attack had practically failed he did not know, but when he pulled back all he had gotten was a tuff of fur between his jaws. He quickly spit it out onto the earth, clearing his mouth of any possible barriers for his next attack. His head only pulled back an inch or two as he pulled the tuff away, and as he did so he could feel Jupiter trying to pull hers back as well, and trying to pull his face with her, over all trying to rip more flesh on his face. But, as she pulled back he pushed forward with her, giving her almost no room to rip her head completely back and rip the flesh from his face. In the same motion he lashed his splayed open jaws at the exact same spot he had just attacked, and since he had pushed himself forward as Jupiter pulled back, and had only retracted his head back an inch or so when he ripped the fur to begin with, he assumed he was only an inch or two from the naked flesh he had just attacked. Since he had already ripped the fur away this time he was attempting to grab the same area, and if he managed to latch on he would pull back to rip away muscle and flesh. His back legs remained stiffened as he continued pushing himself toward her, and even though they were at a more perpendicular angle he was still hoping to push her over. The growling in his right ear was rather loud, but with his right and left both being pinned, his left could still pick up minor sounds around the two. He could vailgy hear Newt and Medusa and the screams and protests of other wolves watching both fights. He couldn't understand the words, and from Newt and Medusa all he could hear was vicious snarls, but he wasn't completely deaf to what was going on around them. His left ear twitched slightly as he heard a crunching noise behind the two. He felt no pain, so it wasn't flesh or bones ripping. With the snow covering the earth he assumed it was another wolf coming at them, trying to ambush him while Jupiter had his face and he was trying to attack the crook between her neck and shoulder. What a dirty little bitch! The man waited for the right moment, but with the snarling in his right ear it was hard to hear out of his left. The crunching became louder, and when he assumed the attacker was only inches from his rump he tucked his tail between his legs, keeping it away from lashing fangs. He was forced to stop pushing his body toward her, but his jaws were still aiming to sink into her naked flesh, and he had already pushed his face toward hers to keep her from pulling back. In the same motion he balanced his weight more toward his front legs and right back leg, and retracted his left leg forward to build momentum, then kicked his left leg back, hoping to smack the attacker wherever he could manage to get him. He wondered who the fuck it could be. The crunching of snow sounded more like an entire body was being dragged against the slush, not just four paws that one would hear from a regular sized wolf. He wondered if it was one of her pups? Had they come to watch the battle too? Then he remembered a valuable piece of information. Her companion. What the fuck was it again? Some type of rodent with a nasty attitude wasn't it? Was this the attacker? Or was it a smaller wolf, or maybe even another animal who wanted in on the action? Whatever it was he was aiming to kick it with his powerful back leg at it, hopefully stopping it's attack and pushing it back. 2/5 Attack: He still pushes himself forward even though she is partially perpendicular to him on his right, still hoping to knock her over. When she goes to pull her neck back, he pushes himself with her, giving her almost no room to rip her head completely back and rip the flesh from his face. His head is still titled a bit and he goes for the same spot he had just attacked, but since he had pushed himself with her, he assumes he is only an inch or two away from the spot he had just attacked. With no fur to protect her flesh he is attempting to sink it teeth into the muscle and rip away. While doing this, he vaigly hears crunching snow behind them out of his left ear (since she is now more toward his right her snarling is farther away from his left ear) and when he assumes whatever it is behind them is inches away, he retracts his left leg back to build momentum, then kicks it back, hoping to kick Mercury to stop his attack and push him back. Defenses: Ears are pinned, eyes still stilted to protect them, jaws are splayed open to easily grab the flesh he is attempting to grab, lips are curled back and out of the way. Tail tucked to keep it out of the new attackers reach. His balance is set more on his front legs, so he can kick his left leg back toward Mercury. Injuries: Jupiter still has a hold on the right side of his face, but since he pushed himself forward with her as she pulled back, no more damage was done. Still bleeding of course, and her teeth are slowly sinking deeper as she holds on. OOC: No more clarifying why we do what we do in the OOC section, what we do is what we interpret in our heads, what matters is what the judges think and have to say. Realism can be determined in different ways, but since they are the judges, what we think is realistic and what we don't doesn't matter. It's up to them. Also, no more drama in the cbox. As a mod we both know that we need to stop with the bs and just deal with the fights. This is all IC, so keep it that way guys. Speech, |