Rolling 1d5: 5
Hues of greys and browns became a melting pot of teeth and snarls, the cheering had begun to dissipate. Those of the tournament had held their breath, keeping themselves on their paws. They each had a different reason to strike one another, the hatred had started as a simmer and now not even the lid of the pot was able to keep the boiling water at bay.
She felt his teeth grip against her hackles, her front paws elevating from the ground until she felt herself buckle beneath his weight. He had slammed her into the ground, mud now coating the side of her cheek. She would twist beneath his grasp, her belly now facing his own. She would push a paw upward, keeping him at bay by the throat. Hoping that he would lose air from her pushing harder along his windpipe.
Just as she felt her scruff release, she would pull her head back. Lips curled backward and just with the force she could muster she would head-butt him. The sound of skulls cracking against one another had caused the crowd to erupt. She had hoped it dazed him enough for her to stand up, a scream drew from her lips, “Screw you!” Just as she was about to lunge, she was taken back by two wolves who had stepped between them.
They were finished.
For now.
Chiharu’s blood dripped from the various teeth marks he had left over her body. Her body was wet with his saliva, teeth itching to grasp against the man’s flesh once more. He saw her as an enemy, well… he got one.
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She felt his teeth grip against her hackles, her front paws elevating from the ground until she felt herself buckle beneath his weight. He had slammed her into the ground, mud now coating the side of her cheek. She would twist beneath his grasp, her belly now facing his own. She would push a paw upward, keeping him at bay by the throat. Hoping that he would lose air from her pushing harder along his windpipe.
Just as she felt her scruff release, she would pull her head back. Lips curled backward and just with the force she could muster she would head-butt him. The sound of skulls cracking against one another had caused the crowd to erupt. She had hoped it dazed him enough for her to stand up, a scream drew from her lips, “Screw you!” Just as she was about to lunge, she was taken back by two wolves who had stepped between them.
They were finished.
For now.
Chiharu’s blood dripped from the various teeth marks he had left over her body. Her body was wet with his saliva, teeth itching to grasp against the man’s flesh once more. He saw her as an enemy, well… he got one.