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Plague
The two wolves collided and Plague let forth a rippling grow from the depths of his throat. Bruising would impact Plague's chest due to the impact, the region throbbed already. But, he felt as though the pain was worth potentially winning the fight. Thankfully he was able to land a bit at his opponent's neck. The metallic taste of blood landed on his taste buds causing adrenaline to further pump through his form. Plague continued to lock in his defenses as the ball moved into his opponents court. Ears remained flattened, eyes narrowed, knees and elbows were bent. Plague's aim was to remain loose, rigidity was never good in a fight. His tail was flagged out to be aligned with his spine for balance. Hackles were raised to protect the tenderness beneath. It didn't take long for the blue boy to retaliate. A bite from Plague's opponent landed on the Prince's chest. Teeth punctured the tight skin with ease and blood slipped down his chest, painting his white fur red. As well as the bite Eraithus hooked Plague's left leg in aim to throw the larger boy off balance. Plague did feel a moment of unease but slammed his paw back down quickly. He actually aimed to pressed his front left paw down on his opponent's front right paw in attempt to pin the limb and put pressure on the toes. After evenly distributing his weight between his three other paws Plague would focus further on his assault. Plague released his grip on Eraithus' neck and attempt to connect a bite to the blue boy's upper back. Since the smaller male maintained a low stance with the bite on Plague's chest it gave Plague opportunity to attack from above which he would try to take advantage of. Plague Klein-Abraxas vs Eraithus for Spar
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