We'll fight until you forget who you belong to
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04-08-2020, 11:22 PM
D O V E W H I T E
Dove's eyes landed and Sirius, and he shook -- with rage, fear, anxiety, or all three, he couldn't determine. He knew Sirius wanted something from him, but it was something that he couldn't give, not right then. Perhaps, eventually. But right then, there was no fight to be had. Dove's only aim was outlast Sirius in this fight, and he wasn't certain that he could do even that. If all else fails, at least I know how to take a beating, he whispered to himself. He shoved the thought down, lost in himself, so lost that he missed the looks Sirius gave him and couldn't read his expression, if he tried.
He crashed back into reality when Sirius shoved into his right shoulder, the one he'd marred before this mess had started. "I--" he began but snapped his maw shut, breath heavy in the midst of the tension running through him. "Are you just going to let me maim you, Sirius?" he asked in disbelief. He leaned his weight in, not worried about the repercussions since the other wolf wasn't charging at him this time. Sirius was taller than him, and while that certainly made him more than a little imposing in Dove's skewed gaze, he knew that he outweighed Sirius and could, at the very least, handle his weight.
Dove White vs Sirius Warlord for Right to be Trained/Choose Home
Round 2/3
Age: Over 1yr
Size: Extra Large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Accessory: N/A
Defensive Accessory: N/A
Companion 1: N/A
Companion 2: N/A
Mutation: N/A
Disability: N/A
Fight Skill Level: Beginner
Specialty: N/A
He walks. "He speaks." He thinks.
Dove's eyes landed and Sirius, and he shook -- with rage, fear, anxiety, or all three, he couldn't determine. He knew Sirius wanted something from him, but it was something that he couldn't give, not right then. Perhaps, eventually. But right then, there was no fight to be had. Dove's only aim was outlast Sirius in this fight, and he wasn't certain that he could do even that. If all else fails, at least I know how to take a beating, he whispered to himself. He shoved the thought down, lost in himself, so lost that he missed the looks Sirius gave him and couldn't read his expression, if he tried.
He crashed back into reality when Sirius shoved into his right shoulder, the one he'd marred before this mess had started. "I--" he began but snapped his maw shut, breath heavy in the midst of the tension running through him. "Are you just going to let me maim you, Sirius?" he asked in disbelief. He leaned his weight in, not worried about the repercussions since the other wolf wasn't charging at him this time. Sirius was taller than him, and while that certainly made him more than a little imposing in Dove's skewed gaze, he knew that he outweighed Sirius and could, at the very least, handle his weight.
Dove White vs Sirius Warlord for Right to be Trained/Choose Home
Round 2/3
Age: Over 1yr
Size: Extra Large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Accessory: N/A
Defensive Accessory: N/A
Companion 1: N/A
Companion 2: N/A
Mutation: N/A
Disability: N/A
Fight Skill Level: Beginner
Specialty: N/A
He walks. "He speaks." He thinks.