don't fight fair and don't you cut your hair
for whoever kara wants :D
Pale green eyes raked against the sight of those rather imposing fangs. He noticed the number of mutated beings in these lands were incredibly high. Rhys wouldn't be shocked if his next opponent had two legs or a dozen eyes. Obviously the fangs gave the mutant an advantage but that only meant he'd need to push himself harder and the victory would be just that much sweeter. "Depends on whether you're going to give me a good one," Feminine tones broke his train of thought and Rhys raised a brow as his own vocals met the air, "I've had no complaints." Rhys shot her a smirk just before the fight began. Rhysand slipped into a quick defensive stance as the woman charged at him. Ears flattened, head lowered, hackles raised, and weight was evenly distributed between four sturdy paws. Just before impact was made Rhys dug his hind paws into the earth so he didn't stumble backward. A grunt could be heard as the fang slammed into his neck and a growl ripped from his throat as retaliation ensued. Rhys knew he needed to gain the high ground in this situation so the pushing would cease. Thus, the pale male reared up on his hind legs, with a good push off the ground with his front legs, and aimed to wrap his front legs around her neck. All the while his head would lurch forward, seeking to land a good bite at the right side of her scruff. Rhysand vs Rhian for Spar |