Elaborate(claiming)

Víðarr · 06-30-2023, 01:58 AM

The girl growled. Víðarr was pleased with himself, as it felt like he’d struck a nerve. Blood was magic, bloodlines too. Voodoo was not the only one with bloody, brilliant, warrior ancestry. The gods, the fates, they had all led him here. Sure, the girl before him was trying her best to be ferocious, but for what? If Voodoo felt the need to prove something, then she’d already lost.

Ah, but she was a quick one. Despite her best efforts, Víðarr’s teeth had found purchase in her cheek, the bite shallow. Voodoo stayed on her feet for now, and the viking’s relentless assault continued. The fight wore on, and he found his muscles aching from the effort. Víðarr pressed through it, remaining purposeful in every step, well grounded on the earth beneath his paws.

Voodoo wanted his soft bits. His belly or his chest… no. Víðarr could not and would not allow that. He jerked sideways with a deep growl, her teeth narrowly missing the soft flesh. His own landed, the metallic taste of blood filling the viking’s mouth. Voodoo leaned in, and Víðarr dug in deeper. Relentless and violent, borderline otherworldly– the shadowy creature would make his gods proud.

Though she kicked out, Víðarr did well to maintain his balance. His muscles tensed, and he received the blow without losing himself. Her kick landed against him with a dull thud, and the viking saw his window. With Voodoo briefly on three legs, the shadow reached out with his teeth. He reached out for her hip with a savage snap of his jaws. Víðarr rallied for the last of his assault, growing reckless and wild.

His teeth did not stop after lashing out the first time. The viking continued trying to bite and snap at Voodoo’s hindquarters, his ears pinned cleanly to his skull. The thick scent of blood and gore was going straight to his head. Little would stop Víðarr in his pursuit of carnage. He forced his massive frame forward, ideally into the space Voodoo had just occupied. It was another effort to throw his weight into her. Víðarr acted with intent to stagger her at least, to crush her at best. Though his stamina began to wane, the viking’s heart kept him going.

VÍÐARR
Ragnarök awaits.

Víðarr VS Voodoo for pack claim
Round 3/3
Height: 45"
Build: heavy

Login
Username:
Password:	Lost Password?
	Remember me

Elaborate(claiming)

Claiming

Víðarr