we're young and reckless
03-23-2015, 08:13 PM
As he moved his ears tucked back defensively - he loved her but he wouldn't put it past his own idiocy for one of his ears to miraculously get torn off during even the simplest of spars. He wasn't the most delicate of beings. His tail flagged out behind him, working as a rudder to contain his momentum and drive it forward and straight at her. Claws dug into the earth for traction as he narrowed the gap to nothing between them. He found his paw meeting its mark, though with less intensity than he'd perhaps hoped. It struck, nevertheless, and sent her stumbling. He grabbed hold of her neck and intended to keep it, planting his previously raised paw back onto the earth. He wouldn't dare loose his hold on her neck once he had it. No, she would have to wrench herself free if she wanted it to be so. Instead, he would retain his firm but gentle hold on her flesh while aiming to move forward and butt his chest against her own hard enough to jar her or make her stumble. As he moved to do this he felt her fangs sink into a sensitive portion of his flesh near where his side met his chest. Her bite landed further along his side than chest due to his forward motion, but it was certainly enough to make him wince. He could feel a burning sensation in the area where she'd gotten a hold and he knew that blood was rising to the surface of the area and soon a bruise would form there. Great. He growled through the pain, his eyes narrowing to slits while he bent his legs slightly and hoped he might push her back an inch or two if his chest collided with hers. |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.
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