What are you going to do now?

Elias had every one of his senses in tune with the world around him in this moment, searching for any sign of his brother that he could register. No scent seemed to cross toward him on the wind for some time until the blood of a rabbit hit his nose and made him pause mid-step. He listened carefully, though just as he recognized the steps in the sand coming from behind him- Ace was barreling toward him with the source of the scent in the air within his jaws.

With a foot remaining between them now, Elias turned around quickly; lean limbs moving in blurred precision as they found their perfect spacing beneath his weight- slightly outward from the points of his shoulders and hips. He lowered his center of gravity, his thick chest coming closer to the sands as each limb bent at the knee to remain limber. His ears pinned back against his skull as his eyes narrowed and his upper lip curled, all working together to scrunch the meat of his face together and protect fragile tendons lying beneath them. He gave a daring grin to his brother as his tail flagged in the air behind him, his short fur reaching surprisingly lengths as his fur bristled along the spine that was quickly working to align itself, arrowed at Ace. His thick neck lowered, broad skull tucking downward so that his chin was closer to his chest and that wide and scarred up helm was on display. His toes spread out from one another as the final step of readying himself, talons anchored into the sands.

"No, little brother. I came to kick yours." Despite their size, Elias couldn't help but grin as he called him this- Elias was only a few hours older than him, but he refused to let Ace forget it. The pause that came after something much like the pause that followed the cock of a gun in anticipation of an inevitable boom.

With the muscles of his torso tensing, Elias bent the knees of his forelimbs a little more and curled his body inward, redistributing his weight some to his haunches as he positioned himself for an attack. His head, facing fully on to Acere, remained tucked downward so that his neck bundled what little fat the brute had protectively around his vitals. His maw split slightly, teeth already on display but now ready for a bite as he rotated his skull slightly to his left, eyes watching his brother's own with a fire behind them. Forepaws pressed into the sand as his muscles let go, pushing against the earth as his front legs straightened out and sent his upper body launching with his chest aimed center and slightly to the right of Acere's own, making room for his anticipated bite. His jaws swung open and forward now and aimed for his top canines to penetrate the bottom portion of his brother's left cheek, right over the man's jawbone. Eli's bottom fangs aimed to hook into the thin flesh stretched across the bottom of his jaw, right behind the bulkiest parts of his jawbone.

Simultaneously, Elias would work to anchor his weight toward his ass end to remain grounded against the sands, back toes digging into them as his forelimbs kept up with the momentum of his initial launch. His forelimbs moved upward, positioned as if he were some sort of praying mantis while they moved out of the way and he waited for the inevitable impact that was to come from him jumping up into his brother like he was. He exhaled just before their chests collided with each other, minimalizing the damage he would take in bruising as he slammed into the front lower left portion of Ace's chest, below his collarbone and level with his heart. He wanted to bring him up onto his hind legs with him, so he worked his back legs and pushed into that slam as hard as he could while his left forelimbs came down either side of Ace where his shoulders began to round out away from his chest. He used those curves of Ace's broad shoulders for some grip, his talons spread out through his brother's white fur at the top of each shoulder. Elias tightened his forelimbs around Ace's neck once he felt them in a secure position and tensed his jaw muscles, he wanted to keep both his grapple hold on his brother as well as the bite to his cheek. His weight was put more so into his chest at the moment, the muscles of his back and torso tensing as he pressed against Ace almost fully, intent on weighing him down and forcing his brother to have to work to get the demon off of him.

Elias vs. Acere for Dominance.
Round 1/2
Height: 42 inches
Build: Medium

OOC: Edit approved by Nyx, I forgot to roll the credits. ;)