ardent

And what of you?



Enigma

Loner

age
10 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Large
build
Medium
posts
138
player
Dragon Mod
06-15-2017, 03:21 AM

He paid no mind to anything else the moment he began to dig into his kill. Teeth ripped into flesh as Enigma began to eat, blood staining his alabaster fur as he dined. It wasn't until the words of a voice he hadn't heard for a long time cut the air, a rabid snarl ripping through his throat as his head pulled sharply up to look at the foul mouthed idiot. Enigma's eyes narrowed, venomous gaze zeroing in on his target. "What did you just say?" He snarled, teeth dripping with blood. He stood at his full height, tail curling over his back in a dominant display as he stepped around his kill. This insolent brat would regret his words...Enigma would make sure of that! Eyes remained on his new target, blood stained teeth bared as he drew closer a couple feet. He didn't recognize the other male at first, then realized he had said Ganta's name. He stared at him a moment longer, then remembered who it was.

"Draven..." He drawled out the name. A name he hadn't heard nor a face he had seen in a long time. Not that he cared...not after what he had just said. "I'm not sharing shit with you , you disrespectful cur! It seems you have no respect for those above you, but don't worry...you'll learn your place soon enough!" He snarled. He cared not why this boy was here, nor what he had to say at the moment. Enigma would not be disrespected by a half-blood! Not even a full blood brother! It wasn't his fault that the cyclops had failed to secure himself a meal. And he sure as hell wasn't sharing his, not after what his brother just said. "You just dug yourself an early grave!" The only warning he would give before launching himself at the other.

They were roughly eight feet apart, Enigma would push off with his hind legs to attempt a charge at Riker. Teeth were bared in a fearsome snarl, eyes wild with the light of battle. His ears were pinned to his head, hackles raised as his tail flagged out behind him. Toes spread across the ground, claws biting the earth as he attempted to close the distance. His eyes narrowed to slits, face scrunched for further protection. His head was lowered, chin tucked to protect his throat while his scruff bunched with the motion. He aligned his head and tail with his spine. He was ready.

Enigma would jut his left shoulder forward, aiming to slam it into the joint that held Riker's shoulder and leg together. He sought to dislocate his opponent's right leg, maybe even shatter it. As he attempted this, Enigma would raise his right paw, aiming then to slam it down upon the toes of Riker's left forepaw in an attempt to break his toes and pin him in place. Simultaneously, his head would twist to his (Enigma's) left, jaws parting as he sought to place his teeth upon Riker's head. Top fangs aimed to latch onto Riker's skull where his left ear was, bottom fangs seeking to place themselves just beneath the left side of Riker's jaw. He sought to attain a grip and hold with no intention of releasing should he succeed.

He would show this cur who the real bitch was...

Enigma VS Rikeros for: MAIM [facial disfiguration]
Round: 1/2
Height: 36"
Build: Medium


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