Beat down the doors

His opponent stood steadfast despite the efforts of him and his companions, the blue-hued man only stumbling a bit and righting himself in response. Honestly, Arc was pretty impressed. At least he'd managed to pick an opponent that might actually give him an interesting fight! As he was resetting his own defenses he noticed the Armada wolf's stance shift as he began to lunge forward for an attack of his own and Arc pulled his foreleg out of his reach just in time to avoid the stranger grappling him. He didn't get out completely unsheathed, feeling the sting of his opponent's teeth scrape across his skin and leave a series of scrapes behind, but that wouldn't slow him down. Given that this was apparently a raid between allies and not an actual attack of some kind he didn't really want to hurt the other wolf so biting with his saber fangs in the way seemed like a bad idea. Instead, he tried to rear up enough to hook his right foreleg across his opponent's shoulders and lunged forward in the same motion to throw his wight into the man's left shoulder. Clearly they weren't above drawing blood so he figured it wasn't out of line to try and hook his feline-like claws into his opponent's opposite shoulder to try and get a better grip and more leverage on him to grapple with. Fair was fair, right?

"Arcturus Indarra"