Malleus vs Hannibal
A coydog - somehow giving the impression of regality despite the raggedly slender physique of a coydog in comparison to a wolf - sweeps into the group with her head and tail high, her butterscotch coat streaked with slender cocoa-brown brindling and her throat and chest a pale cream, a striking example of a coydog though perhaps not compared to a wolf. She looks over the group and purrs in a voice as smoothly silky as fine bourbon, "I'll take you two," brushing against first Malleus and then Hannibal. She leads them to a circle of small stones set into the ground in a ring. "All right, boys," she purrs. "Keep your paws in that ring or you forfeit. When you're finished beating on each other, I'll decide which of you handsome fellows is the better." She laughs throatily, then tilts her slender face towards Malleus. "Why don't you get us started, handsome."
After giving his opponent a polite nod Malleus strode to the center of the ring. He then threw himself without ceremony towards his opponent, hoping to line the center of his chest up with the outside of Hannibal's right shoulder. The titan crouched suddenly and then sought to slam his chest into Hannibal's right shoulder while pushing upwards. The move would hopefully throw the smaller, lighter male over.
He also sought to bite into the left side of Hannibal's neck. With a firm grip there Malleus would be able to twist Hannibal's neck over his back thereby aiding his shove and bettering his chances of success. Knowing he would be in close proximity to Hannibal's jaws, Malleus narrowed his eyes and flattened his ears in order to protect them.
MALLEUS versus HANNIBAL for TOURNAMENT
Round ONE of ???
Size: Extra Large
Build: Heavy
Companion: Barbary Macaque (battle)
Fight Skill Level: Advanced
A simple nod was all the response the coydog got. The male was excited to finally get into the ring and it was time to get down to business. The smaller male observed his opponent with fierce eyes as he ensured his defenses. Head tucked, eyes squinted, ears flattened, elbows and knees bent, and breathing steady. it would be a quick yet oh so important fight. Of course Hannibal wanted to win the tournament. It would only better prove he was above these savage natives. As his opponent sprung into action Hannibal braced for impact. Paws dug into the sand with ease. He was quick to notice the line in which Malleaus ran. The larger male was aiming the center of his chest at the albino's right shoulder. With this tid bit Hannibal moved himself to angle the center of his own chest towards Malleus's to protect his right shoulder. Thus, the two Wolves would be chest to chest now. But, this did not stop his opponents hefty shove upward which would increase the impact to Hannibal's chest bone and cause the smaller male to be shoved backward slightly. The impact of their chests brought forth a decent amount of shuttering pain and caused Hannibal to further dig his hind paws into the earth so he didn't slide out of the ring. Malleus also went for a bite towards Hannibals left neck. The bite landed and Hannibal ensured his scruff was rolled enough to protect any vital bits beneath the thick skin. A twinge of pain met with blood was shown but this did not stop the albino from furthering his own assault. Hannibal aimed to lift his right paw and swipe at Malleus' left ankle. He hoped to knock the larger Wolf off balance. As he did this his weight redistributed to his other grounded paws. Hannibal also moved in attempt to bite the left side of his opponents neck since it was now exposed to the albino. MALLEUS versus HANNIBAL for TOURNAMENT |
Malleus felt Hannibal's teeth sink into the left side of his neck. The pain was fierce but years of practice enabled him to stifle the yelp that wished to slip from his jaws. He pressed on.
Malleus was quick to release his hold on Hannibal's neck in pursuit of another one. He sought to bite into the back of Hannibal's neck at the base of his skull. His goal was similar to the last; gain control of his opponent's head so he could twist it - only this time he wanted to twist Hannibal's head towards his (Malleus') right. Doing so would hopefully force Hannibal to let go of Malleus' neck as his (Hannibal's) head was twisted away from Malleus.
MALLEUS versus HANNIBAL for TOURNAMENT
Round TWO of TWO
Size: Extra Large
Build: Heavy
Companion: Barbary Macaque (battle)
Fight Skill Level: Advanced
Hannibal's hook was successful but what came of it was nothing more then a backfired attack. Malleus managed to slam his left front paw on Hannibal's right forepaw. In result his toes were pressed into the earth and stung with pain. He was also unable to move the paw due to the weight pinning it down. The beast grimaced but made sure his weight was being evenly distributed among his three mobile paws. Thankfully, Hannibal was also able to land a decent bite at the left side of his opponent's neck. As his fangs sunk into the tender flesh Malleus backed off from his previous bite. A minor success on Hannibal's side of the ring but the fight was not over just yet. Blood seeped from Hannibal's neck and the air stung the open wound. He was unable to dwell for too long as his opponent dived back in for another bite. One of which that landed at the left side of Hannibal's neck near the base of his skull, further back then the previous bite. A significant hiss of a growl could be heard in result as Malleus pushed into the bite which caused Hannibal's grip on his opponents neck to falter. Fangs snapped relentlessly in attempt to hang on as long as he could but soon his head was pushed far enough away in which he was unable to grab any more flesh. Hannibal was in a rather poor position as his head was being pushed away from his opponent. He had managed to get some decent attacks off but at this point he was limited in what he could do. Thus, the male resorted to digging his rear paws into the earth and attempting to step forward with those rear paws in attempt to push his chest into Malleus' own. Hopefully if he pushed hard enough the male would have to step backward and release Hannibal's front paw from the relentless grip. MALLEUS versus HANNIBAL for TOURNAMENT |
Once again the pale beast was crowned victor. Their mighty grips on one another slowly faltered and Hannibal returned to all fours. A feeling of pride filled his form and tingled within his bones but this only meant it was time for another fight. Blood flowed through his white fur as he sought to connect his gaze with his former opponent. He had recognized the male but he wasn't so sure of his name. "Good fight. My name is Hannibal Klein, by the way." With a simple bow of his ravaged head the warrior moved to slip away from the battlefield in preparation for his next brawl. -exit hannibal- |
All that was left to do was collect Pascal and head to one of the other rings to spectate. All three of his boys were around here somewhere and Malleus was eager to see them in action.
He nodded to his companion and the pair set off.
-exit-