07-08-2009, 09:54 PM
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His mind was racing, trying to keep up with the actions instinct led him through. Ehno hated fighting, and his amateur strikes displayed this fact clearly. There was no way he was giving up, though. He couldn’t allow a dangerous hothead like this male to wander freely within Crimson Dreams. The only thoughts that seemed to surface in his mind now were to remove the intruder from their lands and to protect his family. These thoughts were what kept his head in the game and kept him fighting despite his distaste for this dance.
The boy stepped back, preventing Ehno’s fangs from striking as intended and instead he only grazed him slightly. But the chocolate hued male didn’t let this waver his resolve, as his claws still connected, tearing shallow wounds into his opponent’s neck. There was no time to celebrate the quick strike as the boy threw another attack at him. The Sergeant jerked his head to the side quickly to prevent the hybrid boy from seizing his maw completely, but not enough to avoid the pearly whites altogether. He felt the intruder strike the side of his muzzle, but he ignored it. While the teeth of his enemy were occupied, he could focus on making quick strikes now that they were in close quarters. He threw both his forepaws into the fray, focusing his weight onto his hindquarters. Ehno’s right swung once again for the brute’s neck while his farthest paw reached out toward the hybrid male’s own limbs.
The boy stepped back, preventing Ehno’s fangs from striking as intended and instead he only grazed him slightly. But the chocolate hued male didn’t let this waver his resolve, as his claws still connected, tearing shallow wounds into his opponent’s neck. There was no time to celebrate the quick strike as the boy threw another attack at him. The Sergeant jerked his head to the side quickly to prevent the hybrid boy from seizing his maw completely, but not enough to avoid the pearly whites altogether. He felt the intruder strike the side of his muzzle, but he ignored it. While the teeth of his enemy were occupied, he could focus on making quick strikes now that they were in close quarters. He threw both his forepaws into the fray, focusing his weight onto his hindquarters. Ehno’s right swung once again for the brute’s neck while his farthest paw reached out toward the hybrid male’s own limbs.