Bleeding out for you

YOU GIVE ME NO EXCUSES

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Round Two

Her impact hit him like a hammer, still his initial shock from her starting attack was something he tried his best to catch up to. Strength building just enough to allow him to have countered the females attack of a spin. His breath had been caught and his strength was regained slowly as they spinned like a whistling fire cracker in the darkness. Yin and yang dancing together perfectly for a moment as jaws lashed out at one anthers sides. Both the fae and the brute had had opposite ribcages draw blood and throb with obvious pain. Blood staining both the dark and light warriors.

As they spun, the brute slowed down initially in an attempt to lift himself up upon his hinds into a rear in order to overtake the fae with his height and strength, but only a split second before his attempt to do so, he noticed the fae did the same, catching him off guard. The brute braced for impact, trying his hardest to push against the brutal fae's rearing bodice. Legs shaking with uneasiness as he pushed himself beneath the white warrior. A low grunt of a snarl executed from the brute's low baring throat, rolling out like a thunder storm. Jaws buckling back to reveal his pearls once more.

As she lifted herself over him, he brace∂ against her, trying to slip himself away from her grip to his left, but to no avail he felt a paw grip at his withers just behind his shoulder, and the other reaching beneath his wide barreled chest to reach around and sink into the thick black scruff against his left shoulder. She towered above him for that moment, reaching herself over his shoulders. As her jaws began to bare down at the base of his head, the brute managed to move his dial down only slightly under an inch, enough to escape a serious injury to his spinal cord, but still enough for the fae's canines to grab the scruff of his neck rather well. Piercing into the thick mass of skin and scruff the brute allowed a yelp to proceed from his jaws, feel his neck arch and stretch roughly towards the fae's direction of pull.

As she pulled at his scruff the pain seeded through the back of his neck down to his shoulders and down over his skull. Auds pulled back against his dial as he felt her grip tighten. Caught in her trap, the brute snarled wildly, saliva rolling from his jaws and staining the lining of his maw, dripping madly from his lips and tongue. Breath was course and heaving against his beating heart. Jaws began to snap wildly as he stood firmly beneath the fae, his front paws then began to twist and dig at the earth to push his body painfully underneath the fae in an attempt to spin around beneath her and twist her jaw and grip off of him. His yelps proceeded as he attempted to do so, feeling her grip twist against his scalp and scruff. As he spun beneath her his jaws snapped wildly at her exposed belly, twisting up to reach at her underline and eventually around to the other side of her. The obsidian brute's powerful haunches pushed against the solid fae, doing his best to twist to his right and force her out of position as if he were a record beneath a spindle being played. His snarls ensued but his yelps proceeded as well, eventually making it harder to move his neck, though he did his best to lift it onwards towards her sides and belly.



Word Count: 608

Tag(s): Tea!, --, --

Mood: Rigid, Violent

QANIK vs. HINGE

Attacks: As Qanik has now reached up and over Hinge's right should to grip at his left with her paws, and then bite straight down on his scruff and neck, Hinge is now trying to spin to his right to twist Qanik off of his shoulder forcibly the other direction. His jaws are lashing out at her belly and sides as he does so.

Injuries: Scruff and base of his skull is caught in Qanik's jaws as she rears over him causing serious puncture wounds on either side of the scruff that has been bitten, each puncture quite deep.

OOC: Hope it makes sense visually, just PM me if it's confusing, sorry!