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Chijiresusu, Demon, Diablo and Nikira
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Date Posted: 17:03:05 11/07/02 Thu
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's message, ":[: The Fight :]:" on 16:07:33 11/07/02 Thu
The fury of four fighters was unleashed at the moment the challengers' muscles rippled. Four bodies exploded into action, 160 kg total of rippling flesh, bone and muscle flinging into the mess, their own unique fighting style forced into the others' laps...
Demon flung forward as he caught sight of his first chewtoy, Storm, heading towards him. He rushed forward, using his bulk to his advantage, making sure to stay close to his attacker, discarding the element of surprise and simply getting in the other wolves' 'personal space'. Hopefully, confusion would take place-one can not think when being mangled savagely by a shadow... His jaws opened and closed repeatedly, tearing as he let go, never truly stopping to check if flesh had been torn between them. Paws carry him forward, trying to push at the wolf and force him far enough away from the others so that if he needed assistance it couldn't come as fast. He was simply a ball of toothed muscle, aiming to tear at any flesh that was accessible and not bothering with going for any true body part. Should his jaws close upon a soft spot, may the wolf gods save this Balkar, for the taste of canine blood drove him mad...
Alert, Chijiresusu leapt forward as Nightfall did, colliding in mid-air. Such a move was normal to her, it had been used many times in practice fights with her siblings, and she suffered no damage, because her bulk absorbed the shock and used it like a dose of adrenaline to pushing her faster and harder. She planned to pin the other upon the ground, for one could attack much easier after disabling their opponent.. her own jaws slashed towards his legs and paws, keeping her body as protected as possible while her snarls were used to drown out everything else in the others' mind.
Diablo did not make a sound as Gallia latched upon his muzzle, though instinct told him to cry out in pain. Crimson dripped down his muzzle, and in a burst of rage he flung forward, colliding with Gallia. But he didn't stop. He kept moving forward as if she wasn't there, trying to push her back while his laws lashed at her neck and chest. He wouldn't pull away-not yet, at least. Although she had him in a good grip, there was no way she could hold on and protect her jugular to a full extent at the same time...
For once, watching other wolves paid off. Careful steps sent her in the direction the other desired to push her in, much like Letha had done when Demon had attacked her. As he pushed her she lost balance, falling to the ground in a heap. memories flashed through her mind, and in true terror she rolled to her feet, Paws spread out evenly and bristling in anger. Blood dripped from scratches on her neck. Her orbs showed terror-pure terror, though it wasn't caused by the one attacking her. Uncertain, she leaped forward, jaws heading towards his leg. Once her head was just below her opponent's head, she shot her jaws upward, teeth aimed directly for the males' neck, within inches of contact. Her muzzle was too close to the brutes neck to be bitten, her entire head blocking her jugular from attack. Her body was crouched, protecting all vulnerable parts while her paws spread to avoid being knocked over again.
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