Anger Management?
for Acere
Acere
Master Fighter (275)
Master Intellectual (245)
Knight
age
13+ Years
13+ Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
131
131
player
Dragon Mod
Dragon Mod
01-24-2020, 07:26 PM
The alabaster titan sought to untangle his jaws from the cats fur and flesh though the constant twisting of her body in an effort to reach him made it difficult. His jaws began to ache, the pressure on his tongue adding more pain to it all. He could taste blood from them both as his teeth punctured deeper into her skin and her claws finally gripping into one spot. Neither of the two wanted to back down, so it seemed they would both be in this awkward impasse. As the cat was practically standing on her hind legs, he heard Orca yell at the feline and then her paw being painfully dragged off and away from him. The snow leopards attention diverted as she sought to reach for his child, and the moment the pair were put into a different position and as her head turned away from him, he was finally able to unclamp his jaws and offer a powerful shoulder drive to throw her away from his daughter.
He stood protectively in front of her, hackles raised along his spine and his teeth bared while his jaws hung open slightly from the soreness. The feline slowly backed up, and as Acere prepared to charge at her and get her to run away (or die), he saw a pair of eyes peeking through the darkness of the small den behind the leopard. His eyes narrowed before he realized what it might be, and the fact that the she-cat didn't move any further proved his suspicion. His growling ceased to a low rumble, but he didn't move from his defensive position just in case she decided to continue the attack. Both of them were bloodied from the fight, their alabaster fur stained red. But neither would back down from protecting their children.
He stood protectively in front of her, hackles raised along his spine and his teeth bared while his jaws hung open slightly from the soreness. The feline slowly backed up, and as Acere prepared to charge at her and get her to run away (or die), he saw a pair of eyes peeking through the darkness of the small den behind the leopard. His eyes narrowed before he realized what it might be, and the fact that the she-cat didn't move any further proved his suspicion. His growling ceased to a low rumble, but he didn't move from his defensive position just in case she decided to continue the attack. Both of them were bloodied from the fight, their alabaster fur stained red. But neither would back down from protecting their children.