force of nature
raylan
Cooperative
01-13-2022, 05:43 AM
It really was fun, and Víðarr would have no trouble admitting that. The piss poor start to the day had been turned around so incredibly well. He was comfortable in this environment, the scent of blood in the crisp morning air. How wonderful. How terribly, incredibly wonderful. Though the men fought, they laughed too. That was the best way of all. The playing field was level between them, and Víðarr was thriving. In all their shifting, Víðarr let go of the grip he'd had on the stranger's neck. No, he didn't want to harm the man. The shadow dug his paws into the ground with all his might, fighting to stay upright as he was grabbed. Driving down versus driving up, Víðarr was the one fighting gravity. Still, he held steadfast as best he could. He was surprised, but he would not be pinned-- not yet. He snarled, less in aggression and more as an effect of the sheer force he was putting out. Víðarr buckled a bit, stabilizing himself to reach out once more with his jaws. In their current position, Víðarr wanted anything soft he could reach, be it chest or armpit or really anything else. He'd stay tucked in close to the other creature if he could, throwing his weight back against the man with as much force as he could muster. In his chest, his heart pounded. He was alive. VÍÐARR Ragnarök awaits. |
Víðarr vs Raylan for spar
Round 3/3
Age: over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Intermediate Hunter
Current time: 11-23-2024, 09:16 AM
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