Whip lash

He wasn't one to really care for names, but since she opted to introduce herself, he supposed he ought to do the same. "Ravage." He answered simply before settling into his defenses and preparing for the fight to come. He watched her. Observed how she moved and where she might be aiming. She was smaller than him, though not by much. An inch or two, he figured. As she charged at him, Ravage sought to do the same. He moved forward to meet her head on, their chests colliding and he grunted on impact. He was sure to have a bruise after all of this was said and done. As her teeth moved to connect with the meaty part of his shoulder, Ravage threw himself onto his rear legs, seeking to wrap his forelegs around her neck, displacing her initial bite as her fangs struck the bony part of his shoulder.

He snarled with her bite before lunging forward, teeth aiming to grab the back of her neck. He sought her scruff mainly. Control her head, control her movements, control her positioning. All of this while he sought to push forward in an effort to unbalance her.

Ravage vs Voodoo for Spar
Round: 1/2
Age: Over 1yr
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Beginner Intellectual