denial

Somehow, in his panic, he'd managed to draw blood across her muzzle. He doubted there would be scarring, they were just scratches, but the lines reminded him of Tiresias. The realization hit him hard but he turned his attention back to the fea. She'd let him go, thankfully enough. The place where her teeth had torn at his face was throbbing and he was ready to call it quits. This spar had not gone as he'd expected it too. Perhaps he'd been too cocksure ahead of time.



The cream-colored female had removed her paws from around his neck, her right forepaw thrust out at him. He turned his face away, not wanting her to land another blow there. Tyberius' remaining hind leg was quivering so that he couldn't move away, but the twisting of his neck had given her claws free reign. They tore down the right side of his chest, leaving red lines in their wake. He squealed, baring his teeth at her. This overload of pain was more than he could stand.



At any rate, she had bested him. He was still that pup, years later, who couldn't defend himself. He was still that pup who couldn't catch his own meal. The news bore on him heavily. "Enough. I forfeit," he said to her, his eyes blazing with anger as his sore teeth clicked together. It wasn't her fault he was defective but he couldn't help but be angry with her. She had highlighted his faults and drug them out on display.



attacks: none.



defenses: turning his face to the left to avoid her claws, bared teeth



injuries: bruising to his chest, bite wound to side of face, sore teeth, scratches down the right side of his chest

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