These Gangstas Ride Rockets, They Takin' Off! [Abraxas, Any Brave Souls]

*Ashiel* · 12-10-2017, 08:38 PM

Inverno moved back, his head recoiling and instead of the man's tender throat Ashiel's jaws would snap shut on either side of the man's upper muzzle, near the middle. Dam… he held on despite it not being the target he wanted but he knew such a bony surface would be difficult to keep under his control. To make matters worse Inverno swung his hind end toward Ashiel to bring them back into a parallel alignment, facing the same direction yet again. As a result only his right foreleg would find purchase over Inverno's neck and it was the upper portion of the man's neck, not the middle like he'd been hoping. Ashiel quickly placed his left foreleg on the ground, setting the defenses he was able. He distributed his weight evenly among his three grounded limbs, bending them slightly to lower his center of gravity should the older man try to topple him. His tail continued to flag out behind him for extra balance as his toes splayed, claws digging into the earth. His hackles remained raised, his ears pinned as he rolled his shoulders forward, the right shifting forward naturally because of his raised arm.

Suddenly Inverno would jerk his head away from Ashiel and the young male would lose his grip. His teeth would shred the older man's flesh before snapping shut. The taste of blood stained Ashiel's tongue but he didn't stop to think about it as his jaws parted once more, ready to try again. With Inverno's sudden movement to the right Ashiel's right foreleg would lose it's purchase on the geezer's neck and Ashiel would return the limb swiftly back to the ground. With all four paws grounded he'd quickly redistributed his weight among the four of them. This old bastard was tough! But then Ashiel should've expected as much.

Ashiel twisted his neck sharply towards his right intent on retaliating. He saw Inverno's fangs coming for him and he just went for it. He didn't flinch away and attempted to launch his own jaws forward for the right side of Inverno's face. This was a right of passage and a beast that he needed to overcome. In the past he'd been hesitant and nervous, fearful of pain despite all his training. No more. He was going to embrace it. He was going to let it sink to the core of his being then pass thru him like a whisper. Ashiel tried for his upper fangs to sink into Inverno's right eye and his lower fangs just below Inverno's right cheek. He wanted to pierce the eye and grab hold of the front of Inverno's face. He wanted to share the pain because in launching his own head forward he carried himself right into Inverno's jaws. Inverno's upper fangs ripped into the right side of his head just above his eye, worsening his previous wounds and leaving him with a severe and bloody injury. The old man's lower fangs would tear into the flesh just below his cheek but it was a sacrifice he was willing to make if he could just rip the flesh of his opponent.

In addition to his questing fangs, Ashiel shifted his weight evenly to his left foreleg and hind legs so he could raise his right forepaw. His goal was to slam it down on the toes of Inverno's left forepaw with the intent of shifting his weight onto the limb and spraining the toes. The pain in his head was both torturous and glorious. This was not his kind of attack. This brazen diving in was something his mother would do and he knew despite the wounds that it would make her proud and it had done something else. It freed him. He was in the throes of it and suddenly he felt completely fearless. The worst had hit him… and passed as excitement boiled in his stomach and adrenaline raced through his veins.

Ashiel vs Inverno for MAIM (blinding in left eye)
Rd. 3/3
Height: 42"
Build: Heavy

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