And what of you?
It would seem the once runty cur would meet him head on, though he inwardly smirked and laughed that he made no response towards his words. Perhaps it was the fact he hadn't had time to respond, if he had, then Enigma might have just ripped his tongue out. While it was a tempting thought, and while he would have loved to do so, ripping the grey males tongue from his skull was not on his agenda right now. His shoulder clashed with Riker's, a moderate bruise sure to well up there later, though he made no pained sound as adrenaline coursed through him. On top of that, there was no pain he couldn't endure. Not after what had happened in the siege. He was all too familiar with pain, so anything his estranged brother dished out was no more than a nuisance to the tri-colored devil.
Enigma made sure to keep his defenses in check. Eyes remained narrowed, his tail aligned with his spine. Head lowered and chin tucked, hackles raised and his three grounded limbs spread equally apart with weight evenly distributed. His right forepaw had made contact with Riker's left forepaw, and he snarled with satisfaction that he'd been able to succeed in at least one of his endeavors. However, he wasn't satisfied with where his teeth had made contact. As soon as he tasted blood when his teeth bit into Riker's scruff, Enigma released and pulled his head back. The tri-colored male would continue to strive for what he wanted, so as quickly as he could he'd open his jaws again and aim for his true target.
Riker's teeth would make contact on the right side of his neck near his chest, and while his dear brother was busy with that, Enigma would make his move. He rose upon his hind legs, head tucking further as he briefly looked down on his opponent. His hind legs spread evenly as he balanced his weight upon them, keeping himself sturdy to avoid being pushed back. Simultaneously, his forelegs would rise as he aimed to wrap them around Riker's neck. Left foreleg aimed to wrap upon Riker's right side, and right foreleg seeking to wrap around the left side as he attempted to get him locked into place. Jaws gaped open, drool and blood from his earlier kill mottling his teeth and dripping from his fangs. He lunged forth, aiming to latch onto Riker's face this time. Top fangs sought to grip just above Riker's right eye socket while bottom fangs sought a hold on the left side of Riker's muzzle. He wanted to grasp the gray male in a vice grip, to lacerate and disfigure his face with a deep bite, to tear flesh and muscle, potentially scarring him and wanting to leave nasty wounds that wouldn't heal nicely. If he could tear the eyelid of the empty eye socket, that would simply be a bonus. Furthermore, he would aim to press his weight into his brother, wanting to smother him while his brother bit into his chest. He'd make it hard for him to breathe by suffocating him with his fur. Maybe he'd learn to keep his mouth shut then.
Enigma VS Rikeros for MAIM [Facial Disfiguration]
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