A surprised yelp, mixed with pain, would escape his opponent as jaws sank into his scruff. He didn’t know how deep his hold was just yet, but he tasted blood and fur within his mouth. Ears remained pinned flat to his skull, eyes narrowed in concentration as well as to guard them. Hackles instinctively remained risen, tail raised and aligned with his spine. Shoulders were rolled forward, legs and toes spread and his weight evenly distributed across the four limbs. His muscles were tense, head aligned with his spine as his mind instinctively decided what to do next with his opponent.
Einarr would side step to his right at a forty five degree angle thus moving his back end out further to keep more of his body out of his opponent’s reach. Claws would rack at his underside unsuccessfully, getting just a few hairs rather than any of his flesh. He would clench his jaws tightly, feeling his opponent tense up beneath him. He would raise his head, keeping his hold, as the other male came upwards towards him. This time he would feel some pain, some mild bruising to his jaws as the hit jarred them. It wouldn’t be enough to make Einarr let go, however.
He would feel the clip of his opponent’s teeth also grab on to some flesh of his left forechest, a mild bite that would be, in his mind, rather inconsequential in the end. To worsen damage upon the young man’s scruff Einarr would attempt to shake it back and forth, snarling into his opponent’s fur. Furthermore, shifting his weight upon three legs to lift up his right forepaw and slam it down with force upon his opponents left forepaw.
Einarr vs Tinaro for Spar || Round:: II
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Injuries:: Moderate bruising to lower left shoulder, punctures from Tinaro’s fangs on upper left foreleg, mild strain to left foreleg upper muscles, mild bruising to jaws, mild bite to left forechest.