rough & tumble
03-30-2014, 08:31 PM
Perhaps it hadn't been wise to pick his bigger half-sibling to be his first sparring companion, but whom did he trust more? There was Lysis, granted - but she was a girl. There was Kuvio, but he was hardly worthy a companion what with his aloofness and general lack of presence. He watched as Drashiel, whom was clearly more capable and trained than he, prepared his battle stance. Ears laid back, and Kyarst would mimic him, folding his own tightly against his skull. If anything it made him look more menacing, and he liked that idea. All at once Drashiel was moving swiftly toward him, seemingly headed right for him if slightly to his left. Naturally Kyarst would brace himself, claws digging in. If he knew anything he knew when he was about to be tackled. However, brute force didn't seem to be the motive as Kyarst felt Drashiel's jaws tighten around his scruff. With a yip of disapproval, he would lean away from the jaws (to his own right) in attempt to draw them off of his scruff. This movement only seemed to aid Drashiel, however, as the older boy's right paw wrapped securely over his back across his shoulder blades. Drashiel's left leg seemed to flail in the air, having missed it's mark only because of Kyarst's movement. Kyarst then projected his jaws forward, sprawling them wide in attempt to snatch hold of the extra skin protecting the right side of Drashiel's throat. He would not seek a more dangerous grip, but he hoped that this might do something to frighten Drashiel into letting go and perhaps even backing up. speech, |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.