Mood Is A Thing For Cattle [Amos]

*Ashiel* · 02-18-2018, 01:53 PM

Ashiel swiftly set his defenses in preparation for Amos' attack. His skull and tail moved to align with his spine. His chin tucked as his neck scrunched back, his shoulders rolling smoothly forward. His hackles raised as his legs spread equidistant apart, his weight distributed evenly over them. Ashiel's toes splayed, his claws digging into the earth as his ears pinned tightly to his head. He tensed, ready to see what Amos would do.

The other boy exploded forward. As Amos' upper body would lift Ashiel's legs quickly coiled as he ducked, causing Amos' headbutt to just miss. Ashiel quickly tilted his head to his own right, jaws gaping open as he attempted to catch Amos' throat in his mouth. He hoped to clamp his jaws around Amos' throat, just below the youth's jawline with his upper fangs on the left side of Amos' upper neck and his lower fangs on the right side of Amos neck. Ashiel's goal was to get a good hold and squeeze the boy's throat and make him pass out. In addition Ashiel would lift his front legs causing Amos' paw slam to miss as Ashiel attempted to wrap his arms around Amos's lower neck, just in front of the boys shoulders. His left arm sought to wrap around the right side of Amos' neck while his right arm sought to wrap around the left side of the boy's neck. His goal was to get a good grip from which he could balance himself.

Ashiel vs Amos for Spar
Round 1/2
Height: 42"
Build: Heavy

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