Lets Get This Party Started

With Enigmas failure to obtain a grasp on Eridanus’ back, sliding off over the veterans rump, came the boys jump forward, kicking out at Eridanus’ face with his left hind leg. The veteran veered his attack slightly, and the incoming paw merely buffeted his left cheek, below the eye, and in the more thickly furred region, leaving only a moderate bruise, and minor scrapes from claws not created to slice into flesh. Eridanus’ attack on the boys exposed belly was trumped, but not in vain; his teeth gained traction on the boys lower thigh instead, his canines drawing blood and leaving moderate lacerations.

The boy tore free, leaping away and turning to face Eridanus before charging at the veteran with an angry sounding bark. The veteran shifted his position, seeking to sidestep the boy. The slam attempt would make no contact, nor would the teeth questing for his lower jaw meet their intended target; instead, the questing canines took a mouthful of thick grey fur, and left behind moderate scratches along the underside of the veterans jaw, as the veteran sought to distance himself from the boy. He’d seen enough. He had won, whether the boy thought so or not.

His defenses remained solidly aligned; weight falling evenly over each limb, toes spreading apart to further his balance, his claws raking into the cold ground for traction. His tail remained aligned with his spine, flagging behind him as a balancing rudder while his head remained at a level with his shoulders, scrunched back into them as they in turn remained rolled forward. His thick fur stood on end, hackles at full mast down his spine starting at the base of his skull, and his scruff lay rolled into a thick layer of protection. His abdomen was tensed, and lastly, his chin remained tucked as his eyes narrowed to slits and his ears pinned into his fur, jaws parted in a silent snarl.

He sought a distance of ten feet, a clear signal that he was through with the boy. His low voice called out in common. ”Keep a clear head, pup. Don’t let your frustration get you in trouble.” Without waiting for the boy to answer, he turned and padded away, making his way off the field.

-Exit Eridanus.-