What was promised to me

As soon as his paw was let go Bass very quickly reset his balance, letting out a gruff sound as the pain shot through him at his quick placement. Quelt had let go of his paw, meaning that the wounds had stayed minor, but it still hurt to put full weight on it so quickly. His move to pull Quelt's front leg out from under him worked, but the older man seemed to react to the loss of balance a lot quicker than Bass had thought. He had hoped for it to take a little longer, to allow Bass more time to reset his own defenses. However, it looked like he had to act on the fly. Ears pinning flat against his skull, his lips pulled into a snarl as his eyes squinted, further protecting them. Bass' shoulders rolled forward as his chin tucked towards his neck as his muscles tightened. Claws digging into the earth and balance still centered, he slightly bent his legs and raised his tail to align with his spine. Bass looked up at Quelt, watching carefully for his next move.

Bass's teeth bit into Quelt's left shoulder and he was able to grab hold of him. Growling through the blood that stained his white and brown muzzle, Bass made no signs of letting go. But Quelt's counter was quick, the brute's own jaws locked into Bass' left side of his neck. The bites were moderate, extending into his neck about 3/4ths of an inch into his flesh. Bass had no choice but to let go of Quelt, hoping that in turn Quelt would let go of Bass. He didn't have much of a chance to dwell over it though, before Quelt's right front limb pushed into Bass' left side, the larger male trying to push him over. With Quelt's teeth still gripping his neck, he had no choice but to move with the push, although he stepped towards the right instead of towards the ground. Splayed toes and his dug in claws helped him stay balanced on the earth, but now the two males were standing shoulder to shoulder just about, Bass' left shoulder pointing at Quelt's right shoulder.

Before Bass had a chance to counter attack, Quelt's paw that was still pressed to Bass' left side now aided the blue male to rise onto his hind legs, getting out of the uncomfortable position that Bass had forced him in. However, it gave Bass the perfect plan of action. Bass attempted to move his body a step to the left to bring him back to his original position, attempting to lower his head like a battering ram. Bass then tried to jolt his body forward, wishing to propel his head right into Quelt's gut. He hoped to sent the male onto his back, and to wind his opponent as well. After his attempted surge forward Bass attempted to bring his head up slightly, aiming to open his jaws and sink them into Quelt's exposed stomach, although he did not seek a hold. His jaws tried to close, on skin or on air. If Bass did manage to grab a hold of Quelt's stomach in a bite, he would try to quickly let go unless otherwise stopped. If Bass' headbutt worked, the force of the blow would leave him slightly stunned for a moment, and would most likely result in a headache. Again Bass would try to lift his front right leg, seeking to hook it around Quelt's back left leg, pulling back in hopes to further his chances at sending Quelt onto his back. Bass shifted his weight once again to adjust his tripod stance.

BASS vs QUELT for RANK
Round 2 of 2

Defenses: {ears flat}, {lips snarled}, {eyes squinted}, {claws dug into earth}, {weight evenly distributed}, {legs bent}, {shoulders rolled}, {neck tucked to chest}, {muscles tightened}, {tail aligned with spine}

Attacks: Trying to ram his head into Quelt's gut, as well as attemtping a quick bite to the stomach. Trying to hook his right front leg around Quelt's back left leg, hoping to further his actions to get Quelt on his back.

Injuries: Minor bites to his front right leg on the ankle, 34ths of an inch bites on his left shoulder, headache pending on head attack

Note: I gave permission for Sei to edit her above post to switch paragraph two and three.