What was promised to me

As the two males stared each other down, he was able to work on setting his own defenses. His legs bent slightly as his toes spread, claws finding a grip in the earth below him. His ears pulled back against his skull as his neck and tail aligned with his spine. Bass rolled his shoulders forward, lowering his chin to his chest to protect his vitals. Lips pulling back in a snarl, his eyes squinted as both actions folded the skin around his face to aid in sheltering his golden eyes. Finally, he evenly distributed his weight, fully ready for Quelt's charge.

Quelt came for him, the older male had 4 inches on Bass. He wasn't afraid though, even though he was young he knew his way around the battle field. He watched as Quelt dove for his left leg. Bass picked it up quickly, meaning that Quelt's teeth sunk into his left legs ankle, just above the paw. Because his hold was lower, when Quelt pulled his leg up, he was able to keep his balance, quickly shifting his weight to make up for his tripod stance. It was not a comfortable position, and he did not intend to keep it that way for long. Bass let out a growl, attempting to rip his paw out of Quelt's mouth. The bites had been only minor at that point, but if Bass was able to rip it from his grasp he would tear Quelt's teeth further down his ankle, making them more moderate unless his opponent let him go.

Bass would try to place his paw back on the earth, fixing his weight to again be even on all four paws. He slightly favored his front left paw, but not enough that it would greatly effect his balance. Bass attempted to move his head towards Quelt's, jaws opening in hopes to bite into Quelt's left shoulder, teeth hoping to make a moderate bite. While trying to do so, he attempted to lift his non-injured front right leg, trying to scoop it behind Quelt's left front leg, trying to hook it around the back of his elbow, hoping to pull forward and knock the limb out from under him.

BASS vs QUELT for RANK

Round 1 of 2

Defenses: {legs bent}, {toes spread}, {claws dug into earth}, {ears pulled back}, {neck aligned with spine}, {tail aligned with spine}, {shoulders rolled}, {chin tucked against chest}, {lips snarling}, {eyes narrowed}, {weight balanced}

Attacks: Trying to bite his left shoulder, hoping to be moderate bites, attempting to hook Quelt's front left leg and pull forward, hoping to trip the male or make him stumble.

Injuries: Bite to the front right leg, severity pending.