SEVEN NATION ARMY

He was young, almost but not quite two now, but his muscles were honed and well trained. He had worked hard on his stamina and strength, giving up speed to boost the others, and it showed in the stacks of muscles piled beneath his thick pelt. He had always wanted to be the best, always wanted to be the strongest just like his father. And though his father still towered over him by an extra two inches he still towered over this woman by 10. He knew that the height could be both a blessing or a curse so he didn't count on it to save his life but it made his attack come a bit off, his extra height throwing him off course from his intended target. Instead of latching onto her throat like he had initially planned teeth hooked onto her shoulder. Initially just flesh wounds but powerful jaws would attempt to readjust their hold, jaw widening so his top teeth slid further back along her shoulder and his lower teeth moved to the fleshy part of her chest. It would be a good grab and a good grip, teeth sinking into flesh so blood would boil over his tongue. He wanted her to bleed, to feel plain and hell maybe even join the man who's body they were fighting over top of. She struck like a cobra, fast, but as he felt her breath on his face and without even thinking he tightened his gip and threw his full weight to the side. It kept his eyes safe but her teeth dug bloody gouges out the top of his skull and severed his left ear clean in half. But he wouldn't release, not if he had his way. His whole 150lbs flung to the side so she would either have to come with him into the fall of loose the skin off her shoulder, already his body was prepared to duck and roll so he could come back up. Ears remained flattened to his skull though his severed on flittered occasionally in annoyance as hot blood gushed from in. His eyes remained narrowed, jaws clamped as tight as possible, the whole right side of his body going loose to absorb the impact while his left legs propelled him to the side. Should he bring her with him he would either continue the fight on the ground, thrash her around from the shoulder and bring his legs into the mess, or if he lost that grip he prized so much now he would simply absorb the fall, roll and get to his paws immediately after so he could resume his attack.

Vixe v. Morgan for knock out

round 2 of ??

Attacks: Tried to readjusted his grip on her shoulder so he collected more of the meaty part then as she went to attack allowed the side furthest away from her (his right) to crumple while his Left legs threw his whole weight to the right. He will attempt to drag her to the ground with her or rip out a large chunk of flesh.

Defences: Ears flattened, eyes narrowed, hackles raised, right side of his body loose to absorb the shock of the fall, left side tense to propel himself, jaws clamped tight on his grip, tail out for balance

Injuries: 4 deep gouges from his eyebrows along his skull and a slit left ear, lots of blood.

Speech!