SIC SEMPER TYRANNIS
11-30-2014, 12:55 PM
Katja’s arrival into the fray only further excited the already stimulated brute. The adrenaline pumped relentlessly through his veins, the pain in his chest throbbing dully with each movement. His senses are zeroed in on Virgil’s movements, mostly unaware of his cousin’s own position in the battle, though her presence filled him with more fervor and passion then he thought was possible. This was what the Finnvis were meant to do. To fight, tooth and nail, to defend one another at all costs – or die trying. His hackles raise in defiance as the fight unravels, ears pinning down against his skull, muscles tensing as something akin to rage courses through his veins.
His attempted grip on her jaws is to no avail as Virgil shifts her position downward, as though aiming to crawl beneath his chest as he rears up slightly on his hind legs. Despite his slightly smaller stature, he knows he is not at a vast disadvantage. He is pleasantly rewarded with the bitter taste of blood as his upper fangs graze the top of her snout, worsening the wounds that already existed there; the cut was deep and to the bone and a wicked snarl leaves his lips as his tongue tastes her blood. His weight is adjusted fully on his hind legs now, his tail still straight behind him, aiding him in balance. Still he keeps his shoulders pushed forward, trying to protect his throat from her hungry jaws.
Of course, Virgil does not stop there -- her fangs aim to grasp his front right limb at a V-like angle (coming from his left side). His instinct is to move back and he attempts to take a few steps backwards, trying to move no more than a foot or so away. Her crown simultaneously slams into his chest from below, causing a sharp pain to emanate through his chest and shoulder, moderate bruising instantly forming there. Her bite does not crush his leg as she had hoped, as he was not foolish enough to remain still during her assault, but her teeth graze the skin on his front right leg – the wound is moderate and he can feel the warmth of blood beginning to flow down and trickle between his toes. Continuing to attempt to pull back slightly, his front paws attempting to come down with the ground and allow his weight to shift to all four of his limbs, wanting to interrupt her position beneath him, toes spreading and nails seeking to grip the dirt as his paws seek contact with the ground. At the same time he would once again thrust his head forward, jaws parting as a snarl ripped from his throat and as he lunged down toward her, aiming to close his jaws around her snout from above and to end this fight once and for all, to crush her jaws in his own.
KAPRA vs VIRGIL
ROUND 2 / 2 - MAIM for jaw fracture
His attempted grip on her jaws is to no avail as Virgil shifts her position downward, as though aiming to crawl beneath his chest as he rears up slightly on his hind legs. Despite his slightly smaller stature, he knows he is not at a vast disadvantage. He is pleasantly rewarded with the bitter taste of blood as his upper fangs graze the top of her snout, worsening the wounds that already existed there; the cut was deep and to the bone and a wicked snarl leaves his lips as his tongue tastes her blood. His weight is adjusted fully on his hind legs now, his tail still straight behind him, aiding him in balance. Still he keeps his shoulders pushed forward, trying to protect his throat from her hungry jaws.
Of course, Virgil does not stop there -- her fangs aim to grasp his front right limb at a V-like angle (coming from his left side). His instinct is to move back and he attempts to take a few steps backwards, trying to move no more than a foot or so away. Her crown simultaneously slams into his chest from below, causing a sharp pain to emanate through his chest and shoulder, moderate bruising instantly forming there. Her bite does not crush his leg as she had hoped, as he was not foolish enough to remain still during her assault, but her teeth graze the skin on his front right leg – the wound is moderate and he can feel the warmth of blood beginning to flow down and trickle between his toes. Continuing to attempt to pull back slightly, his front paws attempting to come down with the ground and allow his weight to shift to all four of his limbs, wanting to interrupt her position beneath him, toes spreading and nails seeking to grip the dirt as his paws seek contact with the ground. At the same time he would once again thrust his head forward, jaws parting as a snarl ripped from his throat and as he lunged down toward her, aiming to close his jaws around her snout from above and to end this fight once and for all, to crush her jaws in his own.
KAPRA vs VIRGIL
ROUND 2 / 2 - MAIM for jaw fracture