Dance Central 3
| Sin Hellstrom |
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Sin waited and watched as Amachi joined him, standing nearby and setting her defenses. She was ready, and now his eyes would follow Kreft as the male stood idle, taking his time to join them. He was about to bark at the man or simply just attack him then and there to get things started, but as soon as the thought arrived it fled as Kreft joined them. He listened to Kreft's speech, though a roll of his eyes followed by a snicker was given. This man was something, and it didn't surprise him really. "Justify it all you want, the only reason Amachi is on your side is because you're too weak and cowardly to take me on by yourself. Don't preach about testing me, because if you really wanted to, you would have done it on your own without the help of a dire wolf. So that says something..." He sneered at Kreft, not waiting for a response nor did he care. He knew he was right, otherwise the man would have fought him one on one, but it seemed he needed help to fight...how pathetic.
Without waiting for anything else, Sin would begin. Hackles rose along his spine, his eyes narrowed as his sights zeroed in on the man. He pinned his ears against his crown as his legs spread equally apart, his balance evening out. His tail flagged out behind him as it aligned with his spine, head lowered slightly over his throat as he tucked his chin, head falling into place as it aligned with his spine as well. Slowly, his maw contorted from a wicked grin, to a full on baring of teeth as it wrinkled his features to protect his face, scars across his face contorted and made him appear all the more fierce. He didn't play games when it came to a fight, no matter what kind it was. And if Mr. Kraft Mac N' Cheese wanted to see his abilities, well he would get it coming to him. His toes splayed in the snow, claws biting into the cold earth to help with traction as he kicked off towards him. Yes, he knew it was the two against him, but his sole focus was taking a chunk out of Kreft.
He attempted to close the distance between them head on--a couple of yards at most-- as his shoulders rolled forward not only to protect the sides of his neck, but to also make an attempt at slamming his left shoulder into Kreft's upper chest, more towards the bottom of Kreft's trachea in the hope of knocking the wind from him and making him stumble or fall, as well as choking him and causing bruises. Jaws flew open then, as his head tilted to the right, jaws splayed open and aimed towards Kreft's left ear. He wanted to rip it, to shred it, and prove that he was not to be toyed with. He would strive to give this cocky male a memento. He strove to bite the ear and shred it, lower canines seeking to latch at the base of his left ear while upper canines sought to tear through the thinner parts of it. With Amachi standing a bit to Kreft's right, Sin's positioning would hopefully, allow him to keep his eye on her as well. Though his body would remain fluid, ready to move at a moments notice where he could whenever Amachi decided to come for him. |
