It's a trap!

Noir felt his teeth connect to Motif’s flesh and the dribble of blood stained his lips as she fell back against his attack. There was no time to gloat over his assured victory as he felt the sudden hit against his hips. The battle was far from over, he adjusted his weight evenly over his feet with his gaze narrowed to slits and his ears pressed tight against his skull. His head was aligned with his spine, shoulder rolled forward and chin tucked as he was forced to face Poem.

Though he shouldn’t have been surprised at her sudden arrival, she and Motif were practically attached at the hip. Noir growled deeply as he returned to the fray, he’d coil his haunches and leap at Poem this time. Aiming to wrap his supple limbs around her neck he’d rear up slightly. His jaws were agape as he aimed to have the crash down on Poem’s muzzle. He’d want to wrap his jaws around the delicate appendage, top teeth to the top of her muzzle and his bottom jaw around the underside, all aligned in the middle. That would show her who was really the boss.


Noir vs Poem for Dominance
Round 2/2
Size: dire (pup)
Build: heavy
Fight Skill Level: Intermediate