Walk up to the club like [AW]

OOC: I see you're going on vacation - don't worry about posting here! This will be here when you get back, I'm okay with starting the default timer on 8/31.

When he had said that the brute should walk away while he could, it wasn't just an empty threat. No, he was giving him a way out before his mouth got him in trouble. Clearly the hint had not been taken. Alvin's dismissal was like a spark to dry tinder. Instantly Valentine's anger ignited and his features contorted into an expression that promised wrath, and he went rigid as his hackles flared up instinctively. His lips peeled back to expose stark white canines; the crystal clear threat serving to also bunch the skin around his eyes and along the bridge of his nose. Valentine's eyes narrowed to slits and the blue of his eyes was nearly swallowed up by the blackness of his pupils as rage dilated them. His ears slammed back against the slope of his crown and remained fixed there as his opponent had the audacity to begin to walk away. If Valentine had his way the respectless man would not get far. With practiced ease Valentine adopted a fighter's stance. His toes splayed and his nails tipped downward to bite into the grit of the riverbank. He bent his knees and elbows just enough to add a useful looseness to his joints, and he placed his paws slightly wider than shoulder and hip width apart. The King's tail rose to lay on the same plane as his spine, the long-haired plume held perfectly straight in the hopes of bettering his balance. Finally his rage erupted and the King lunged, his paws momentarily scrabbling in the loose sand of the bank before he found purchase and managed to propel himself. Aiming to approach his opponent's left side, Valentine hoped to line the center of his chest up with the center of the meaty exterior of his opponent's left thigh. He sought to line the two of them up in a near perfect 'L' shape with his body held in a straight line and his opponent's haunch directly in front of him. Shifting his weight to his other three paws, Valentine lifted his left forefoot and aimed to slam it down on his opponent's left hind foot in the hopes of mashing his opponent's toes and causing severe pain as well as pin the appendage beneath the his superior weight. As his left forefoot rose, Valentine also jutted the bony front of his left shoulder forward. Hoping to use it like a lance against his opponent, the King sought to drive the aforementioned shoulder into the outside of Alvin's left kneecap in the hopes of driving it inwards and dislocating it. This move would hopefully render the limb useless for the foreseeable future. Given the proximity of the two body parts (his shoulder and his chest), Valentine also hoped that the whole of his chest would collide with the meaty exterior of his opponent's left thigh. The King hoped that this, combined with his attempt to pin Alvin's left hind paw, would unsettle his opponent and force him to stumble to his (Alvin's) right, if not fall over completely. Jaws splaying, Valentine's head snaked forward as he sought to bury his teeth into the back of his opponent. He sought to wrap his jaws around his opponent's spine approximately six inches above the base of his tail. The King intended to sink his upper teeth in just to the right of Alvin's spine and his lower teeth in directly across from them on the left side of Alvin's spine. He intended to scissor his jaws together in the hopes of fracturing the capture vertebrae and causing, either through intense swelling or severity of injury, temporary paralysis. VALENTINE versus ALVIN for FORCE CLAIM Round ONE of TWO(?) (OOC: How does two or three sound?) ""