Deep breath, relax.
04-26-2018, 11:57 PM
Initially, he was nervous having someone be so close by. He preferred to avoid strangers, they made him terribly anxious and self-conscious for fear they'd dislike him for his less-than perfect facial features. The scars that ripped across his face were, sadly, always effecting his life in one way or another. It was his burden, an unfortunate and difficult one to find himself carrying since the incident through which he gained such maiming really didn't take that long. It was over before he knew it, but the effects afterwards never did stop.
This was why, when the girl came tearing through the water, splashing him hard and clearly on purpose, he was immediately sent into a foul mood. Ear erect and muzzle wrinkled, his tail lifted in a display of dominance. His hackled might have rose, but the layer of water drenching much of his coat by this point would see that it wouldn't be visible to the brash yearling. Silver eyes fixed on her sassy, snide little face with simmering aggression bubbling beneath the surface, easily seen by an observant viewer though he somehow doubted the child would catch on.
On the outside Lerato would give the appearance of calmness, tainted with irritability, but still relatively relaxed considering the situation. Her actions had him prepared for the worst. At least, he thought he was ready for it. But when the snot-nosed little pipsqueak decided to mock him he felt a shift within. At first he tried to stop it, wishing to let her actions go and leave without being harassed further. Unfortunately while he thought he'd gained control of himself in the last few years, he found that it would easily be undone.
"Now you've done it."
His eyes squint slightly, face moving in a way that suggests a smile, though his lips aren't all there to make the expression in full. The larger male looks the girl over carefully, silver eyes warm, deceptively so. "Hey, kid," he began, all warmth and openness, in a voice that would send anyone's alarm bells a'ringin, "Wanna know how I got these scars?" His words come out slow, spoken carefully to minimize the effect of his broken speech.
"I got 'em by acting like you," he growled, as he sought to launch himself at the girl through the water.
-fight starts here-
Water surged up around him as the man burst forward through it, ears pinning, eyes narrowing, and muzzle wrinkling to the best of it's ability though the tattered and mostly missing lips meant it didn't take much effort to show every one of his ivory fangs. His tail moved even with his spine and flagged behind him, sopping wet and streaming water, while his head also moved even with his spine and chin tucked neatly over his throat. His weight would distribute evenly over his limbs, knees bending a bit to aid his movement and lower his center of gravity.
As he aimed to close the distance, the man would seek to come at her face to face, head on. His aim was to slam his chest into hers, angled slightly to his left so that he would hopefully be able to drive the bony point of his right shoulder into the right upper portion of her chest.
He'd try to draw near as his head would quickly snake over to his left and angle hard the same direction. His jaws parted, looking to bite the blue girl on the right side of her neck, where her skull met it and the flesh was tender. His upper jaws sought a hold just behind her right ear, while the lower jaws aimed closer to her jawline. The goal was to leave some moderate puncture wounds for her to think about.
Simultaneously, his weight shifted to his hind legs as he lifted both front limbs, seeking to wrap both limbs around the girl behind her neck, just in front of her shoulder blades, with his left paw aiming to wrap around her right side, and his right limb aiming to wrap around her left side. The digits of each paw spread to the best of their ability, flexing in hopes of grasping the younger wolf more effectively. Meanwhile his tail would raise, swing slightly to one side as he maintained his balance, compensating for not having the front limbs available at the moment.
Lerato vs Arwen for Dominance
Round 1/?
Height: 35"
Build: Heavy
This was why, when the girl came tearing through the water, splashing him hard and clearly on purpose, he was immediately sent into a foul mood. Ear erect and muzzle wrinkled, his tail lifted in a display of dominance. His hackled might have rose, but the layer of water drenching much of his coat by this point would see that it wouldn't be visible to the brash yearling. Silver eyes fixed on her sassy, snide little face with simmering aggression bubbling beneath the surface, easily seen by an observant viewer though he somehow doubted the child would catch on.
On the outside Lerato would give the appearance of calmness, tainted with irritability, but still relatively relaxed considering the situation. Her actions had him prepared for the worst. At least, he thought he was ready for it. But when the snot-nosed little pipsqueak decided to mock him he felt a shift within. At first he tried to stop it, wishing to let her actions go and leave without being harassed further. Unfortunately while he thought he'd gained control of himself in the last few years, he found that it would easily be undone.
"Now you've done it."
His eyes squint slightly, face moving in a way that suggests a smile, though his lips aren't all there to make the expression in full. The larger male looks the girl over carefully, silver eyes warm, deceptively so. "Hey, kid," he began, all warmth and openness, in a voice that would send anyone's alarm bells a'ringin, "Wanna know how I got these scars?" His words come out slow, spoken carefully to minimize the effect of his broken speech.
"I got 'em by acting like you," he growled, as he sought to launch himself at the girl through the water.
-fight starts here-
Water surged up around him as the man burst forward through it, ears pinning, eyes narrowing, and muzzle wrinkling to the best of it's ability though the tattered and mostly missing lips meant it didn't take much effort to show every one of his ivory fangs. His tail moved even with his spine and flagged behind him, sopping wet and streaming water, while his head also moved even with his spine and chin tucked neatly over his throat. His weight would distribute evenly over his limbs, knees bending a bit to aid his movement and lower his center of gravity.
As he aimed to close the distance, the man would seek to come at her face to face, head on. His aim was to slam his chest into hers, angled slightly to his left so that he would hopefully be able to drive the bony point of his right shoulder into the right upper portion of her chest.
He'd try to draw near as his head would quickly snake over to his left and angle hard the same direction. His jaws parted, looking to bite the blue girl on the right side of her neck, where her skull met it and the flesh was tender. His upper jaws sought a hold just behind her right ear, while the lower jaws aimed closer to her jawline. The goal was to leave some moderate puncture wounds for her to think about.
Simultaneously, his weight shifted to his hind legs as he lifted both front limbs, seeking to wrap both limbs around the girl behind her neck, just in front of her shoulder blades, with his left paw aiming to wrap around her right side, and his right limb aiming to wrap around her left side. The digits of each paw spread to the best of their ability, flexing in hopes of grasping the younger wolf more effectively. Meanwhile his tail would raise, swing slightly to one side as he maintained his balance, compensating for not having the front limbs available at the moment.
Lerato vs Arwen for Dominance
Round 1/?
Height: 35"
Build: Heavy
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