“Lava Rocks” but sung to the tune of Thunderstruck

Somewhere out of the corner of his vision he swore he saw Aryn brawling with someone, but it was hard to say for sure. Either way he was glad she was home where she ought to be even if he wasn't sure she was cut out to be a fighter. Or maybe he was just a little too protective of a woman who'd practically helped raise him. Regardless it only made him attack with more fervor, eager to get this opponent out of the way to try to see what all was going on with the rest of his pack if nothing else.

Though his attack was successful, his limbs only found purchase for a second before he felt the larger wolf begin to lift up. He could only reach so tall before he was forced to scramble back down to the ground and regain his composure. He felt the paws scraping along his chest but he used the split second before Hyacinth came crashing back down to aim straight for his chest - initially likely ramming his nose into the fur there, grossly miscalculating how far he was from contact. Though with little hesitation his jaws parted and aimed to grab hold of whatever flesh he could manage to grab, and if he found hold he'd give his head a firm shake.

Veigar vs Hyacinth for Dominance (Raid)
Round 2 / 2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Large
Build: Light
Disability: Partial blindness - Moderate
Skills: Novice Fighter & Beginner Intellectual