tol v smol [Tournament]

The last fight was uneventful, passed by soon enough as Levi was shifted up a bracket. He wasn't sure who he was supposed to fight next, but in the end he didn't really care. Familiar face or stranger, he was content enough. Felt as though this was time well spent. Squaring back up into the ring, Levi rolled his shoulder as he waited to see who'd step up. He wasn't left waiting for long, as an Armada wolf stomped onto the scene. All heavy footsteps and looming shadows, like every other dire Levi had laid his eyes on. He'd seen Grimshaw around, noticed him training back at Sea Plain but they hadn't ever interacted one on one, neither of them cared to it seemed.

And that was fine, not everyone was family.

"Hey." Was all he said, didn't feel like wishing him luck or being too polite. Wishy-washy stuff that never meant anything in the end.

With that, it was time to get the show on the road. Figuring he ought to kick things off, Levi drew in one final lungful of air. He offered no warning, no snarl or gnashing of teeth as he launched himself up at Grimshaw, talons hooked and sabres bared as he made to grab at his face with either paws. Hook onto the soft meaty floof of his cheeks whilst his teeth aimed to clamp down on his muzzle. Face hugger style, if you will.

He was nothing if not consistent. Never played soft, the more force the better.

Levi vs Grimshaw for dominance
Round 1/2
Age: over 1
Size: Extra small
Build: Light
Mutation 1: Saber fangs - Offensive
Mutation 2: Raptor claws - Offensive
Mutation 3: Scruff spines - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Expert Navigator