GIVE ME SOMETHING TO BREAK

N/A · 11-08-2013, 02:43 AM

Uisge

Russet lips curled over ivory fangs as he waited for his opponent to strike. Sapphire blue eyes registering her movements through narrowed slits as his ears flattened to his skull. His muscles would tense, rendering his body rigid with the suspense of what was to come. The brute was cold, calculating, never removing his eyes off his opponent as he awaited her move. He watched as she set her defenses, his own already set in place. A growl rumbled in his throat as she spoke, a smirk playing upon his lips at the thought. Him? Regret it? The idea nearly made him laugh. He huffed, waiting for her to move. It seemed as if long minutes ticked by, but it had only been seconds and then she would strike, covering the short distance between them as she leaped towards him. He was mildly surprised, though he expected as much. Still, he had not expected an attempted aerial assault towards him. He braced himself, limbs spreading equally apart, weight even, claws digging in for traction, toes splayed, tail aligned with his spine for added balance, scruff bunched, and he was ready. Teeth met his scruff, though the moment he felt them clasp on he would attempt to throw his head back in an effort to slam the back of his head into her jaws, hopefully jarring her or dizzying her in the process. He pulled his weight forward so that she was unable to flip him back, the motion causing the skin in her jaws to tear as thin streams of blood ran down his shoulders.

With a vicious snarl, he would turn his head to the left and attempt to snap his jaws at the closest piece of flesh he could find. In this instance, possibly her left foreleg. (I think? I'm going by how I imagine their angles ._. Correct me if i'm wrong lol) If he sought his intended target, then he would try to grab hold and drag her off of him onto the ground. He squared his limbs in preparation, his scruff throbbing with pain but he ignored it for now. If he could grab his mark, then he would twist his head downwards in an attempt to force her to lower herself to the ground. He would have fun with this one, he could feel it in his bones. He wanted to cause pain, he loved inflicting it upon his opponents. After all, she was oh so foolish enough to accept his challenge. And now she would be the one to regret it.

Fight Stats

Round: 1/3

Defenses: Eyes narrowed, ears flattened, lips curled/fangs bared, muscles tensed/rigid, limbs spreading equally apart, weight even, claws digging in for traction, toes splayed, tail aligned with his spine for added balance, scruff bunched, weight pulling forward to keep Alaria from rolling him onto his back.

Attacks: Attempt to slam the back of his had against her mouth as she is grabbing hold of his scruff. Will then turn his head to the left and attempt to snap his jaws at the closest piece of flesh he could find. In this instance, possibly her right foreleg. If he sought his intended target, then he would try to grab hold and drag her off of him onto the ground by twisting his head downwards.

Injuries: Bite wounds to scruff, minor bleeding. Slight tearing to scruff from the forward pulling motion.

Out Of Character Notes: Sorry it's so short ^^;

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