A friendly welcome

Kostya Arsov · 11-07-2011, 11:53 AM

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OOC here.

Kostya let out a small sigh of relief when he managed to clear his opponent away from him and quickly scrambled to his feet, matching her movement as the two circled round each other. The difference between the two was rapidly becoming obvious to Kostya, his opponent had recovered within a few moments while he himself was still panting, tired from the brief fight so far.

Kostya's aggression was draining away fast, though he was trying his best to school his body language and keep that aggressive at least. Part of him wanted to back down, try and placate the female, while another part of him still preached aggression, still convinced that the female was a threat to him and his new den. For a moment Kostya wavered between the two choices but then the pale coloured female spoke up, her mocking tone solidifying that backing down would likely be a bad idea in his mind.

Still, Kostya needed a rest, so he kept circling, trying to draw the pause on for as long as he could, "How about you leave, get away from my den!?" Kostya had intended his statement to be an intimidating snarl but failed quite handily, with a fair amount of his weariness and fear filtering through into his voice.

Trying to regain some ground Kostya puffed himself up and started growling, baring his teeth once more but didn't mae any move to attack the female. Instead he tensed his legs, waiting for his opponent to strike, to which he would respond by darting backwards before lunging forwards again, this time going for his opponents shoulder rather than something more vital.

His opponent had rejected the chance to kill him so it only seemed fair to return the favour, though he doubted that he would get a chance to actually do so.

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