getting them big boy muscles

He barely knew what an axe was, and certainly wasn't ready for it to be set loose upon him the way that it was/ The axe head swung by its tether and he felt the sharp metal collide with his shoulder, only enough to leave a surface wound and draw a bit of blood, but it stung none the less. Though, it was mild compared to the burning and taste of blood as he grabbed the mans scruff. He hadn't seen the quills prior, but boy was he now paying for it.

He let go in the next moment, eager to get the sharp spines out of his mouth sooner rather than later. But he wasn't going to give up yet, and decided to instead go for an area of shorter fur where nothing could hide. Now separated as he had let the other wrench free as he'd let go, Dracun wasn't sure what do to next. Any attack he made could be met by the axe and with the right aim, it could be lethal. But he couldn't hesitate forever- so he just went for it. Surging forward, he kept his body and his target low and aimed for a forelimb, though he kept his favor secret until the last moment. With a slight tilt of his jaw, he suddenly changed course towards his own left as if to run past him, however his head dipped at the last moment towards his opponents right forelimb. Parting his jaws, he aimed to grab a hold of the limb as if to take it with him as he ran by.

Dracun vs Davey for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: under 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Creepy Contacts - Perception
Mutation 1: Thick scruff - Defensive
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual


Speech ─ Think