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Picking Fights

Skills



Ulric

Loner

age
7 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
512
player

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1KCritical Hit!
04-09-2020, 10:57 PM
Ulric did everything he could to keep the lion's eyes on him so the fighting-worn woman across from him could line up her attack. He swung his paws towards it's face, made lunges toward its legs, and anything else he could do to keep its attention while still staying out of reach of its claws. It was a careful dance that the massive brute wasn't used to doing since he wasn't the most nimble brute around, but he was so far successful in his endeavors. The scratch on his cheek was barely even enough for him to think about so that remained far from his attention. Now he was just trying to keep himself from gathering anything more substantial from their opponent.

Luckily he didn't have to keep it up for much longer since as soon as the feline was on it's paws again the gray and black wolfess leapt on top of its back. He caught a glimpse of her abnormally sharp teeth as she latched onto the lion's neck at the base of its skull. The cat's screech of pain echoed in his ears and he fell back into a stance that had his muscles coiled to spring at the next opportune moment. The hold the wolf had on it's neck was solid and certainly doing a massive amount of damage, but he worried that the lion might hurt her in the process. Even if it couldn't get it's claws into her, the thrashing it was doing in its attempts to get her off may very well cause the fighter some sort of injury to her neck or jaw.

The lion slammed his front legs into the ground and threw its head back in a vain attempt to throw the warrior off it's back and that was when Ulric took his chance. He lept forward and landed with both of his front paws on top of the cat's front leg, crushing the limb under him and keeping it from being able to use it to swing at him. He felt the bone begin to give under his weight and heard the lion wail yet again, but Ulric kept his momentum going. Right as the lion flung its head back once again, he reached forward to bite into it's throat right at the top of its neck, where its jaw and throat met. He heard it's yowls turn strangled and tasted its blood filling his mouth, but before he could do as much damage as he had wished to cause he felt the paw of it's remaining foreleg connect with his shoulder, leaving a long set of scratches from the top of his shoulder blade down to his elbow. The pain of the wound was dulled by the adrenaline, but it still stung enough to make him stagger with a sharp growl, forcing him to release its throat as he staggered backward several steps.