horrible
"bring the left side of his head next to the left side of Hannibal’s where he would then attempt to sink his fangs into the left side of Hannibal’s spine,"
and
"he would need to attempt to grapple at the albino's front left wrist with his own right forepaw to pull Hannibal forward while Ty’s left arm would attempt to bend and lock around the albinoid’s right shoulder in an attempt to unbalance him"
The first to show was a shocker to say the least. It seemed Hannibal's call had reached the ears of a long lost sibling, Deathbelle. A promising grin was flashed her way as she silently moved to the side. He was glad she had come and the pressure of winning before her delightful magenta eyes would be evident. Archon's words ripped his attention away from his half-sister and a nod could be shown in response. Soon came others gathering around them and Hannibal was quick to drown out the jibber jabber. After the first challenge he was very aware that the majority of Wolves in these lands had nothing of value to add and merely thirsted for drama. As Tyranis appeared Hannibal sought to lock eyes with the opposing male. His gaze was intense but there was no amount of distaste in his visage. There had been respect lost in the passing months but all in all Tyranis wasn't a dreadful alpha. The greyscale Praetor cared for his kids but still had a lot to learn in Hannibal's opinion. Which, at the moment, did not mean much. With little theatrics Hannibal settled into his defensive stance. The albino's weight was evenly distributed between four sturdy legs. Elbows and knees were bent for balance and ease of mobility. Hannibal's head lowered to align with his spine while his tail moved to a neutral stature as well. Lips curled upwards, eyes narrowed, and ears flattened to protect the sensitive bits of his pretty face. His muzzled pointed downward slightly to protect his throat and he focused in on his breathing to be steady. Finally he was ready and Tyranis began the fight. Suddenly Tyranis sprung into action. Hannibal watched as the slightly taller Wolf sprinted towards himself. They were approximately ten feet a part and facing one another. As his opponent moved to close the distance Hannibal would also move to charge forward to help him in doing so. Perhaps his own attempt at a charge could result in some collision damage. The albino focused on his breathing as he ran forward but also caught Tyranis moving his right front shoulder out with sharp eyes. Suddenly, Tyranis was attempting to shove himself into Hannibal's pink and black dappled nose. The albino quickly turned his head left and downward. Tyr's snub now landed at the right side of Hannibal's face, under the eye where the cheek and neck meet. Dull pain and moderate bruising would appear in result but the paler male was content with his nose being out of harms way for the moment. Hannibal could not dwell on the first flash of pain for Tyranis was now moving for a bite. His opponent managed to sink his teeth into Hannibal's left upper back region where the spine and shoulder blades would meet. The first blood to be spilled would be his own and the stinging of fangs shooting into his scabby pale skin would send shivers down his spine. Before Hannibal could properly react his attention was moved towards his paw placement. Tyranis moved to grapple Hannibal's front left wrist, which the albino quickly attempted to recover from by merely slamming his front left paw downward to the earth after being tugged at. Wether he came in contact with Tyranis' front right leg was up to the opposing Wolves movements. Meanwhile Tyranis also managed to lift himself up and apply pressure on Hannibal's upper right shoulder. The weight of the slightly larger Wolf would be enough to make the albino check his stance and ensure his weight was evenly distributed between his four strong legs. As of now, Hannibal seemed to be facing his opponent with all four paws on the earth. A bite wound to the pale beast's upper left back region as well as a moderate bruise upon his own black and white right cheek. With the onslaught of attacks Hannibal was sure to remain within a defensive stance and he determined it was time to finally try to do some attacks of his own. Hannibal snarled as he aimed snapping jaws towards Tyr's left. The albino angled his upper jaw to his (hanni's) right in order to further his reach and attempted to bite his opponent at his (Tyr's) left Trapezius muscle which would be above the grey male's front left shoulder joint but below the spine. All the while, Hannibal aimed to apply pressure to his opponent's chest by digging his paws into the earth and attempting to push forward with his own chest. He hoped to make his opponent struggle for balance and potentially lose focus. HANNIBAL vs TYRANIS for Pack Challenge (Erovrare)
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