A little walk away [Lian]

He smirked his way through the boy's intimidation, eyes shining as he countinued to stare. Lips remained pulled back to bare his canines, muzzle wrinkled under a silent snarl as he narrowed his eyes. His ears swivelled back out of instinct to protect the audits from prying teeth, and his shoulders rolled the puppy fat along the back of his neck to protect the tender flesh there. His head remained low as he analyzed the child, his tail swishing behind him as he braced his stance and bent his kness, pushing the most of his weight onto his hind legs. Yet, the child continued to try to intimidate, falling into stance in his own loud and boistrous way. Vitus could laugh, and maybe he was in his head, yet he quirked an eyebrow, waiting for him to make the first move. He was almost unprepared at the leap, the suddeness that was the attack, but his instincts were sharp and he insantly swivelled his hind end around to the left, turning just enough in the split seconds he had before impact, and he would thrust his own shoulder up, hoping to make impact with the sudden exposed throat of the boy as he went for Vitus' muzzle. His paws slid against the ground before he corrected himself, sliding a paw closer to the child to brace himself against his weight, his tail swishing in an arch away from their bodies in an attempt to steady his stance. A groan rumbled from his throat at the impact, and he knew his flesh would bruise. His shoulder would ache for days, he knew, if it made impact with the boy's throat. Teeth that had intended for Vitus' muzzle had he not moved sliced into his skull, shredding the flesh along his cheek and the top of his skull, too close to his eyes. The blood insantly spilled, slipping through his thick fur and smelling like copper in the air. A fear suddenly erupted in him, further fueling his fire as his eyes narrows and his teeth curled even more. Blood, his blood... He moved to lower his head, to get away from the prying grip of the boy before he could get a better handle. He didn't move to bite, didn't make any other move than to brace himself against another attack, hoping his shoulder would do as much if not more damage than his childish teeth could. His fire rages through him, and this boy would feel the brunt of his anger. He would know Vitus' dominance, his strength and power...the power he was born with to protect his siblings. 

Vitus vs Lian
For Dominance
1 out of 2