Doomed from the Get-Go

There was a part of Artorias that hoped the boy would simply recognize the situation and leave without incident. There was another part of him that dared the strange teen to try his luck so he could show him why you don't fuck with a young pup when her parents were around. Neither brute moved, both holding their ground and staring the other down. There was some movement behind him, but Artorias didn't take his eyes away to look. He figured Briar was likely getting Talyssa out of here and back to safety, which was confirmed when his mate told him she would send Ezra out to back him up once she got their daughter back home. In perfect timing, the violet brute seemed to be done keeping his facade of placidness on his face, as something Artorias said shattered it and riled him up enough to coax snarls and bared fangs from the younger wolf. "Send any of the Vanguard. Tell them there's a mess to clean up," he called back to Briar just before she took off in the direction of home, extracting their vulnerable child back to safety.

Now it was just him and the stranger. The adolescent brute snarled louder and bared his fangs, tail lifting in a display of challenge and aggression. That was all Artorias needed to know this brute's intentions had never been altruistic and he had been a bold-faced liar, a degenerate, and a plague he needed to subdue. Artorias braced himself, legs bent at the knee with paws spread shoulder width apart, centering himself as muscles coiled and tensed. Behind him, both of his ravens flew to alight themselves on tree branches to the Aegis' sides, leering down at their opponent with hard stares. "Bad move, boy." There was no more mercy, no more second chances. Artorias was going to buy his family all the time they needed with violence. Although it was violence against a veritable child. The dire wolf couldn't allow that fact to dissuade his aggression as he charged the boy, powerful legs kicking off the ground and paws thundering over earth as he closed the distance between them in seconds.

Using his nimble agility and enhanced sight, Artorias kept his gaze focused on his opponent, waiting until the very last second of his charge to plant his paws and jerk to the left, leaping to the smaller wolf's right side and lunging forward, attempting to throw his weight forward into the violet wolf's while open jaws aimed to secure a grasp at the flesh and muscles between the shoulder and neck. He kept his sword sheathed—for now. Artorias did not want to maim or kill the lad, just thrash him about enough to teach him a lesson and discourage him from coming near his daughter and home ever again.

Artorias vs Sephiran for Dominance (identity reveal)
Round 1/2
Age: 1+ years
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Damascus steel sword
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced leather cuirass
Companion 1: Common raven, Male - Flying - Boosted
Companion 2: Silver cross fox - Battle - Boosted
*Companion 3: Common raven, Female - Flying
Mutation 1: Stronger teeth and jaws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Thicker fur - Defensive
Mutation 3: Enhanced vision - Perception
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator
Specialty: Knight or Fleet-footed

"Artorias Carpathius"