Beat down the doors

It was utterly astounding the timing that the packs that raided them had. Every summer like clock work they were interrupted to go fight someone–and not even for high stakes either! He joined Tira in her disappointed and annoyed sighs as they quickly grabbed their gear and ran out of their den to where the fights had kicked off near the border. By the time they got there it looked like many of the intruders were already locked in fights with their various pack mates. While Tira went to help her uncle and get into a fight of her own, he started scoping out where he could join in on the fight. At first his gaze landed on an absolutely massive wolf marked with bright blue and he blinked with surprise and awe at the size of this lad. Well, that was certainly not someone he wanted to fight unless he absolutely had to, even if it was for shits and giggles...

Instead, as he glanced across the chaos one more time to see if he could spot anyone else that was waiting for an opponent like he was, he spotted a earthen-hued male with horns and a short tail, making him look a bit like a goat. He would do just fine. Ciná bounded forward with long strides as he set a few of his defenses, his mastiff Tine following closely behind him. From his quick assessment of the situation he gathered that these wolves were from Armada and therefore allies of theirs so he figured he better not go into the fight too hard right off the bat, but if he was going to get dragged out of bed to go fight then he was going to at least have fun. He didn't hesitate to charge in toward his opponent, utilizing the spikes built into the front of his breast plate to try and slam into the slightly shorter man chest to chest. While he focused on trying to overtake and push the man off balance, Tine made a wide arc around the brown-hued wolf to go for his back left leg, attempting to nip and bite at his ankle.

"Cináed"