force of nature
raylan
Cooperative
01-13-2022, 05:21 AM
Heavy. Dense. The man that crashed into him equaled Víðarr in height and bulk... he was pleased. A brassy laugh rang from his chest, and the shadow was absorbed clear into the moment. Maybe today wasn't hot garbage after all. Even in practice, even in a spar like they were, Víðarr didn't need to be gentle. He did not need to hold back in much aside from the very pressure of his teeth. Built like himself, he could take a hit-- and dish one too. There were no words for how badly the shadow needed it. As the stranger leapt back to his feet, he made contact with the underside of Víðarr's chin. His teeth slammed together, and he bit hard into his own tongue. Víðarr could taste blood, metallic as it filled his mouth. Exhilarated was right. He lashed out with his teeth, looking for purchase anywhere he could reach-- scruff, shoulder, the side of the neck. Though it wouldn't be a hard bite if he could land it, and things were still all in good fun, the shadow could feel his heart pounding in his chest. Yes, this is what it's like to feel alive. VÍÐARR Ragnarök awaits. |
Víðarr vs Raylan for spar
Round 2/3
Age: over one year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Intermediate Hunter
Current time: 11-23-2024, 09:21 AM
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