COUNTING STARS

*Kyung* · (This post was last modified: 03-15-2015, 08:48 PM by Kyung.)

Well now then, his half-brother would interject himself between them. Spitting venom at him, some bullshit about how Isardis had been the one to protect him when he was young. "Oh how lucky and special you must have been then, to have our father weighting hand on foot when you had been pups- oh wait. He didn't, did he? You see, no one was raised by him. Isardis cares as much for us as he does for the ants under his paws. My mother raised me, he hardly so much as even talked to us. Say what you want but blood means nothing when all it has come to mean is a missing father, a missing father and bunch of wolves too scared to think for themselves and realize that kissing his ass is only going to get you so far. I could care less who sits this throne, so long as our father never gets to abuse his powers again. He broke apart families, just like ours because his goddamn pride demanded he put his ego above the safety of our pack. A senseless war was fought because one fucking woman got away. News flash women are fucking everywhere!" He grimaced, feeling hot fury rising within him. " And who could blame a woman for wanting to escape a man that impregnates her and then abandons her and her children for the next catch of the day. Congrats brothers and sisters we are all children of women who mean less than dirt, who are no more than objects to our lovely and charming father over here." He cared less and less what they did to him, he wanted to see his father ousted, destroyed for the crimes he had committed. There was no ego, only blind fury that a hideous beast such as his father had ever earned such respect. He was a worm, the scum of the earth and they all needed to see it.

His father it would seem would oblige him. The boy wanted to laugh in triumph in joy, the man was eating from his palm and even if he lost he would be forever right. He was right. Not only that but as he father rushed towards him he could see the weakness in the man's plan.

Rolling his shoulders forwards and dropping his head even to his shoulders, chin tucking to his chest and effectively covering his throat. Ears would pull back and eyes would grow narrow. Lips furled to reveal glinting fangs. His tail would become even, aligning with his spine for balance. Knees bending, toes would splay, if he was going to win this he would have to use his size to his advantage

Isardis' rush would leave him unbalanced, shoulder jutting out unnaturally like that. Kyung could only hope he had enough weight to throw the bigger man off his feet. But then his father was not as quick, his massive weight giving him a disadvantage where it could also aid him. Not to mention his father was not a young wolf anymore.

With a quick shift the boy would make a quarter turn so that as his father slammed his shoulder into the boy it would meet Kyung's own right shoulder. Kyung pushed off then, using his speed and the momentum of the hit to sidestep away, sweeping his right forepaw as he went in an attempt to take our Isardis' right paw and hopefully topple the heavier man. There was shouting and as he side-stepped a weight was pushing into him. The ebony boy toppled over, rolling and coughing wincing at the pain in his right shoulder. He struggled to rise to his paws, fury evident in his eyes. "I will yeild if he will, but do not expect me not to defend myself." He spat.

Isardis vs. Kyung 1/1(?) For maim- Castration

Defenses: Ears back, shoulders forwards, head down, eyes narrowed, tail out, chin tucked, knees bent, tail out, toes splayed.

Attacks: As he side-steps he sweeps out his right forepaw to try and take out Isardis' right forepaw and effectively topple him over.

Injuries: Bruising on his right shoulder when Isardis connected.

OOC. If Isar chooses not to listen to Athena we can obviously bump the round count up, I just wasn't sure.

Edited to specify type of Maim, edit allowed by SeceretAffair.

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