force of nature
raylan
01-16-2022, 02:57 AM
The other male was surprisingly steady beneath him, buckling only slightly but quickly regaining his balance. Raylan would have continued to push down, maybe even going as far as to envelope his opponent in a bear hug, but he felt teeth grab at the delicate flesh of his underarm, and even with his pulse hammering in his ears from the rush of adrenaline flowing in his veins, a chortle escaped him at the sharp tickling sensation, the bite being more annoyingly ticklish than painful. Unable to pin the other male beneath him he heaved himself backwards to move with the shove from the other wolf, hopefully not losing some fur in the process, and took a few lumbering steps away from his opponent, ducking his head down low to show he was giving up as he let out a proper rumbling laugh. "I see ye have great fighting skills." Raylan flashed a charming smile at the other wolf as he raised his head back up, fluffing out his fur to rid himself of the last tickling sensation under his forearm. Now taking the time to actually look over the other wolf, he regarded them with a keen gaze, a low appreciative rumble in his throat. The wolf was sturdily built, masked completely in black except for a dash of silvery hues on his cheeks and shoulders. Handsome and well-versed in the art of sparring? This was his lucky day. "Tha name's Raylan, a pleasure to meet ye!" |