Lo, there do I see my father (RAID)

*Laufey* · 07-24-2015, 11:04 PM

That one. He eyed the smaller man with the dark spots around his eyes. Yes. That one was his. Gaze darting around, the brute cast a possessive glance around himself to make sure none of his packmates were eyeballing his target. Casually he started to set his defenses. He widened his stance and bent his knees slightly as his toes splayed and his nails tipped down to dig into the dirt. Along his back, his hackles rose as his tail lifted to become level with his spine. His ears flattened and his eyes narrowed, his lips curling to wrinkle the skin around his eyes. He rolled his shoulders forward and tipped his chin down modestly to make his throat an undesirable target. The brute lazily found his center and balanced his weight over it, muscles tensing as he shot another glance around. The massive brute wasn't very good at speed and he looked every bit like a lumbering slowpoke. He was going to stick with that charade until the last possible second. It was true to an extent, but he did have speed. It just came in short bursts.

One such burst he was getting ready to use.

Kicking forward suddenly, Laufey attempted to close the distance between himself and his opponent rapidly. He wanted to approach his opponent squarely head on. A split second before his attack, Laufey dodged to his right in an attempt to line the front of his left shoulder up with the crease between his opponent's left shoulder and his chest. Laufey jutted the front of his left shoulder further forward in the hopes of driving the lower portion of it into the aforementioned crease. He intended to partial dislocate his opponent's shoulder and render it useless for the remainder of the fight.

As his shoulder jutted forward, Laufey's left forepaw rose. He attempted to slam it down on top of the toes of Miksa's left forepaw in the hopes of straining the fibers that held it together, temporarily rendering the paw useless and pinning it beneath his hefty weight. As he did this his weight redistributed among his other three paws.

Finally, Laufey's head crown tipped to his right so that his muzzle rose to his left and his jaws flung wide as he attempted to lean forward and bite into the left side of his opponent's neck. He aimed to sink his lower teeth into the crook of his opponent's neck just below his left jawbone and to the left of his windpipe. His upper teeth searched for a higher target, seeking to drive in directly behind the curve of Miksa's jawbone and directly beneath his left ear. Laufey sought a grip that would allow him to control of his opponent's head.

LAUFEY versus MIKSA for DOMINANCE
Round ONE of TWO

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