Lifeforms

As his eyes adjusted to the unaccustomed light his sisters tumbled out of the den to join them, Falx throwing herself enthusiastically at their mother, and Raba moving to sit at attention beside him. He watched with the utmost of care as his mother paced before them, his oversized ears focused entirely upon her to catch every nuance. He concentrated as hard as he could on committing each suggestion to memory to use later, but as soon as she said she wanted their defenses up at all times he had to add dredging up the defenses that were slowly becoming - but weren't quite yet - second nature to the pup to the mental exercise of memorization. He was, after all, only a month old, however maturely he might hold himself. BEGIN! His mother's barked word drew an instant response from the boy and without hesitation he threw himself towards Karabela. He knew his observant, larger sister was the biggest threat to him right now so he coldly sought to remove her from the equation first. He would prove he was the best of all of them, which meant he'd be the best out of everyone ever because his family was already better than everyone else's.

Leaping to his feet and spinning to his right (OOC: Lunar said Raba was on whatever side made me happy, apparently that's the side that made me happy) in an attempt to face Raba, his ears pressed down hard against his head, and his cold mismatched eyes narrowed to sharp gem-like slits, and his auburn-fleck hackles rose in a threatening shroud along his back and up his neck. His head and tail dropped to be level with his spine, and his chin tilted down to cover his neck. His puppy paws spread further apart than his hips and shoulders and his joints bent to lower him into a crouch. His balance was a bit wobbly but for the most part evenly distributed to all his legs, until he rocked his weight back onto his hindquarters to spring forward in an attempt to tackle his sister, the front of his chest aimed for the side of her shoulder with the intention of knocking her over onto the ground. As he did he attempted to wrap his forepaws around her neck, his left paw aiming to hook around under her neck and his right paw seeking to drape over her shoulders to try to clasp her neck to him to try to keep her from squirming away, and his sharp little baby teeth were aimed for the left side of her neck right at the jawline, his lower jaw attempting to hook on the muscle below her jaw and his upper fangs seeking to hit right under her left ear with the intention of getting a grip there.

He expected Falx to pile in at any moment, and couldn't help but tense in anticipation, his body tensing. It was his first real fight, and he couldn't help but wonder how it would feel for teeth to prick his flesh like he sought to do to Raba... Of course he'd handle it just fine, it was him after all - but his skin still prickled in discomfort.

Sabre vs Karabella vs Falx
Round 1/?
OOC: didn't know if you wanted this as an official fight but just in case. :3