Miach vs Basilia
Prime Divison Losers Round 2
The hefty male stepped into the right as he had done a few times before. Eyes raked over his opponent with a cool neutrality. He did not particularly enjoy hurting females but it seemed a certain fire was flickering beneath his blood red gaze. The Praetor desire for blood was very much within his own veins and all this fighting was pumping adrenaline through his form. A gentle grin could be seen as he lowered his large head in a simple bow towards Bas. "Good luck." Perhaps it was a taunt or a mere just positive words of encouragement. Nevertheless, it was time to fight. Miach lowered himself into a dense fighting stance. Head lowered with tail aligning with his spine. Lips curled up and eyes narrowed. Weight distributed and paws evenly spread from one another. With that, the male charged forward at the female. Massive paws hit the earth as if war drums were filling the air. Miach aimed to charge head on with his opponent. He attempted to slam the center of his chest into the center of her chest. Since was lowered with knees and elbows bent the movement could be easily done, unless his opponent moved out of the way. If purchased he hoped the slam would render her breathless, perhaps pushed back, and maybe a hefty bruise for the both of them.
Miach Adravendi vs Basilia for Tourney
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