Jul 18 2015, 01:59 AM
don't you ever tame your demons
but always keep 'em on a leash
Hah! It had worked! The shimmering shape of another massive white puppy appeared behind him, giving his opponent a pause. She could take 3 smaller mouths, but six? Haha, no! See, more teeth! He was going to win. His tail wagged, the hunger in his stomach churning a desperation.
Kerberos charged, his paws pounding, slapping, against the muddy earth. The ground had stopped shaking, and while he was still a bit mixed up from the wiggling, he was determined to make his teeth hit the mark this time. A snarl ripped through his three jaws, the flickering duplicate of him sputtering out as his attention latched onto his violent rush.
The wolf had done something strange-- something the pup remembered from a fight from only a few days ago-- but this didn't stop him. He remembered the metal lion, with his armor. It had chinks, holes, he could get his teeth in somewhere... With three sets of hungry mouths, surely he would get a bite in somewhere-- a taste, a bit of food, something to hold him over--!
{ FIGHT STATISTICS }
KERBEROS v.ARKRAEL
ONETWOTHREEFOURFIVE
- { ATTEMPT }
~ TEETH BITE NOM!
- { DEFENSES }
~ ditching defenses for ALL OUT ATTACK!!!
- { INJURIES }
~ prior injuries;;
- none
~ current injuries;;
- twisted paw!! :C
- puncture wounds in his right (orange nose) throat
- a bit dizzy and disoriented from the earthshatter