Xephyris vs Cypress

Xeph watched as Cypress approached him, and his silver orbs met the duo-toned gaze as the other man spoke. So Cypress would take the first move. Xeph was not bothered, and merely grunted in agreement with a quick nod. The speed with which Cypress moved suddenly caused his eyes to flare open for a second, but he would prepare himself quickly for the alter's first strike. His lips curled back in an ugly snarl, revealing his fangs while the skin around his eyes and snout wrinkled up. Ears folded back carefully, while the hair along his neck, shoulders and spine rose defensively. He took on a predatory stance with shoulders braced, his head slightly lowered and chin tilted downward to protect his throat; his bristling tail was held even with his body, ready to assist in keeping his balance. Each leg would bend and flex, offering him flexibility as well as stability as he distributed his weight evenly, claws digging eagerly into the ground.

Xephyris braced himself as Cypress came at his right side to slam him, his left legs bending further to take the impact of the other male's body slam. Cypress' right shoulder slammed into Xeph's ribs, causing the wind to be knocked from him momentarily - the strike would probably cause some bruising and soreness. Although he had braced, he still shuffled a couple of steps back and to his left from the force of Cypress' strike - Xeph's right hind paw narrowly missed the crushing stomp that Cypress was aiming for. With a gasping breath inward, Xephyris turned the front of his body to the right and readjusted his weight to his hind legs before lunging toward Cypress with all of his might and speed, the meaty part of his right shoulder trying to ram against the alter's right shoulder, directly where the joint met in the crook of the lower neck and upper forechest. He hoped to jar the other slightly and put him off balance as well. At the same time, his neck craned to the right, head tilting to the right, his jaws opening and aiming toward the right side of Cypress' face - his incisors aimed to catch the male's cheek where there was plenty of loose skin, below the eye and just back from the edge of the jowls. He didn't intend to make a deep bite, only to get a hold if he could.

As his hind legs did all the work and his jaws tried to connect, his right forepaw would lift upward and come crashing down toward the alter's right forepaw, hoping to make them sore with a good crushing. His weight would redistribute once more to the three paws remaining on the ground, while his face remained crinkled in a snarl, ears pinned back and hackles raised, tail swinging to help him shift his weight appropriately.

Cypress vs Xephyris || Spar || Round:: One of Two