Hanged Man Comin' Down From The Gallows [Amon v. Ganta]
11-28-2017, 08:52 PM
Amon watched as the smaller man finally made his way onto the field. Mind alight with all that his sister had said to him, Amon hummed under his breath. Once Ganta came into view Amon moved as well, wanting to control the space between them. As Ganta came to stand approximately ten feet in front of him, Amon angled himself towards the other male so that they were facing one another directly head on. A cruel grin curled onto his lips. “Pyralis I appreciate you coming along, but I'm sure your help would be just as appreciated by the others,” he said lazily, seeming in no great hurry to begin and certainly unconcerned with all that was about to unfold. “Your choice, of course.” Returning his attention to Ganta, Amon realized the man had no intention of making the first move. All the better, Amon took a moment to take stock of his own body and adjust himself before beginning. He spread each limb equidistant apart, and adjusted his weight so that it was evenly distributed. Amon pinned his ears flat against his head and rolled his shoulders forward to loosen and shift the thick skin beneath his ruff, the bit that is in excess and designed to protect his throat and vital arteries. Amon would much rather Ganta grab hold of that than something more important. He aligned his tail with the rest of his spine, streamlining his body and securing his balance. Tensing his muscles, preparing to strike, Amon reflected for only a breath how natural this stance felt, and how much he had missed it. Amon launched forward suddenly, attempting to catch Ganta by surprise. Amon pushed off mightily with his hind legs and propelled himself forward in a reckless attack, attempting to close the distance between them in two strides. He attempted to barrel full force into the other male, shifting his course only three inches to his own right with the intent of forcing the frontmost part of his left shoulder into the direct center of Ganta's chest and throat, hoping perhaps to strike his windpipe as well. Regardless, Amon hoped to drive the wind from the man's lungs, if not knock him to the ground entirely. Gulo would also launch himself forward as Amon moved, but the wolverine moved to towards Ganta's other side, arcing around Ganta's right flank. The large mustelid would attempt to quickly circle Ganta's right flank until he stood at approximately Ganta's 5'o'clock, with his hindquarters facing away from the enemy wolf, ideally maintaining a distance of two feet. Gulo would leap forward, unafraid of physical retribution, and attempt to dive towards Ganta's right hind leg. He hoped to aim his powerful jaws towards the ankle of Ganta's hind right leg, at the span of bone just above the man's paw. He hoped to crush the bones there, and make it difficult for the man to retreat from Amon's attack by hopefully blocking off a route of retreat. At the same time, as Amon attempted to charge into Ganta, the shadowy wolf would also attempt to whip his head down and to the left, aiming to sink his top canines into the flesh of Ganta's shoulder. He aimed for an area approximately three inches behind Ganta's left shoulder and two or three inches down from the man's spine, where the man's deltoids and trapezius muscles would join. Amon was aiming for the jumble of muscles which controlled the limb's movement, hoping to position his jaws so that he grasp as much of this crucial musculature as possible, sink his fangs in and rip the muscles free, rendering the limb useless. AMON vs GANTA for PACK CHALLENGE Round 1/3 Height 45" Build: Heavy |
Amon is prone to foul language, insulting comments, and the occasional act of violence.
His children are welcome in any and all of his threads!
His children are welcome in any and all of his threads!
