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While he could hear the odd shuffle of movement from within their den, he didn't see his brother for another moment or two. When Ghoul did emerge, he did so quickly. Moving quickly and with purpose, the heavier pup sidestepped and danced his way in a small arc around Viscera. Not taking the head on approach seemed so out of character for his typically blunt and straightforward brother, but it also made him all the more interesting as an opponent. The slate dappled pup tracked the movement with his brother came around on his left side, perhaps trying to exploit the weakness of his left eye- but that was only in daylight. It was night now, and that eye was just as sharp at the right one. He tucked his tail more tightly against his belly, and the muscles in his thighs tensed as Ghoul leapt at his hindquarters. The angle of his brother's approach lent him a bit more room to disrupt the assault. There was an attempt to sidestep, to intercept the collision of the taupe boy's body with his vulnerable hindquarters. He sought to meet Ghoul head on, despite the attempts at an indirect attack from the other boy.

As the distance between them grew closer, and the juggernaut form of the burly pup came ever closer, those slate marked auds flattened against his skull. Rosy lips peeled away from pearlescent fangs, and narrow jaws parted in preparation to strike. The ever growing muscles of his forelimbs and shoulders bunched, and he lifted his front half up to meet chest to chest with Ghoul. The front of his left shoulder was aimed to strike at roughly the middle of Ghoul's wide chest, while his long forelimbs aimed to wrap around the thick neck of his smaller brother he didn't want to really hurt Ghoul- this was all fun and games, after all. However, he wasn't about to pull punches on the other boy. Long obsidian talons curled inward on those deadly forepaws, seeking a grip at the nape of Ghoul's neck by burying them into the thick fur and desensitized flesh of the scruff. While he attempted to gain his hold, slender jaws would seek to part and latch onto the right side of Ghoul's neck- just a few inches below the mandible.

What exactly was he supposed to do after this? He didn't know. Winging it was probably alright though, right? He had to further bend his knees as he struggled to maintain his balance, and his tail instinctively attempted to flag behind him to aid his stability. The deadly talons on his hind paws gripped the rocky soil for purchase, but found the ground unsuitable for digging into.

Viscera vs Ghoul for Spar

Round 1/2

Age: Under 1 yr

Size: Extra large

Build: Medium

Mutation 1: Eagle talons

Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Intellectual

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