Head or Tails [Closed]

Subject: Head or Tails [Closed] Tue Mar 06, 2012 10:23 am

Ooc: Just something I wrote to spend the time.

A pair of blazing red fires stared into ice cold, blue crystals, as both wolves took each other up. One had a dark ragged pelt, wrapped around his massive form, muscles tense, and bloodstained ivories snarling at it's contender. The other was fair smaller, with a long, waving alabaster fur, and the wolf was completely relaxed, opposite towards the other. They where the two sides of the same coin. Fire, and ice. Both equally destructive and unforgiving. They stared at each other for seconds, that seemed like hours. Slowly circling each other, their movements appearing in slow motion rather then the quick pace it actually was. The dark brute let out a vicious snarl now and then, but neither wanted to take the initiative. They had already gashed each other, the black brute bleeding out of several small gashes from his flanks, while the white one had a long scratch in his right shoulder, the blood that trickled out of it slowly staining the pure white a reddish taint.

Then they fell on each other. Simultaneously, like it was a given signal. So bonded where these two warriors, who where on an even level. The dark mass had propelled himself at his rival, intent on crushing him to pulp with his sheer mass. The other had chosen a more subtle evasive attack trying to strike at the vulnerable joints. They both missed, the black brute swiveling up sand and dust as he turned in a slide, where as the light wolf just sidestepped, and turned at ease. They repeated the process of circling one another, both devising another way to tear his opponent apart. They flew at each other again, the elegant trying to strike his opponent in the head, jumping up high, jaws first, but a brutal headbutt threw him of balance, flying, rolling over, and getting back up just in time to side step another charge of the dark mass that was his opponent. Shrugging of his dizziness, he circled the brute, who had, very inconveniently, stopped in his tracks, and just followed his opponent, burning embers full of hatred tracking every movement.

They had been fighting for what seemed like days, but it had just spanned half an hour. Why these two fought? They had been destined to. In their live, they had always been urged on by fate, until this destined day, when they finally met. It was time to settle the score, time to fulfill their destiny. Speed against strength, elegance against brutality, light against dark. Like fire and ice, they danced, two sides of the same coin.

Subject: Re: Head or Tails [Closed] Wed Mar 07, 2012 11:11 am

Ooc: for the sake of convenience I gave them both a name.

There was moment of pause as both wolves stared at each other, hatred gazing in disgust. The dark brute spoke, his raw bomming voice vibrating as if the foundations of the world itself shook: "Iskrem, you wretched creature! Stand still so I can tear you apart like you deserve to ." "Like you deserve to get that chance, Branne..." There was a hint of malice in that last word. Branne snarled, and threw himself at his opponent again, and, again, with the purpose off crushing his bones to dust. Iskrem merely sidestepped, letting a claw scratch the bypassing shoulder. "When will you realize you aren't going to defeat me that way." But Branne threw himself back, crashing down on Iskrem, he on top. Iskrem instinctively threw his head out of the way, where a moment later Branne's fangs snapped together. the massive brute was still on top of him, but Iskrem pulled back his hind legs, kikcing out with them as soon as he had pulled them up. They made contact Branne's stomach, who yelped through his teeth. His grip off Iskrem faltered, and the white wolf quickly got out of harm's way.

Now Iskrem was on the offensive, leaping at his opponent again, his fangs tasting blood as the locked around Brannes flank. The massive brute tryed to turn and snap, but Iskrem was out of his reach, in the same way a dog's tail was out of his reach if he tried to catch it. Iskrem' let loose eventually, as he saw his bite wasn't really doing more then annoying Branne. Branne was still moving sideways, and feeling as Iskrem let loose, he swung his paw, hitting Iskrem's jaw, who hadn't anticipated the quick blow. He was sent rolling over the ground, covered in dust. Standing up, snarling, he felt blood trinkling down from his. "Heh, turning arrogant, Iskrem, that you think you don't need to avoid my blows anymore?" Was Branne's response, as to his surprise, when he had seen he had actually hit the white wolf. "Just you wait."

Subject: Re: Head or Tails [Closed] Mon Jun 08, 2015 4:03 pm

» Ryuuketsu- closed
» *peeks head in*