Rex of Ignis Empire
Played by Fess
Gaze shifted between the two figures, mind not yet made up which rear would get a playful smack. However as flame and poison shifted to Severin a shift in his brother's posture was noted. Fangs. Growl. Hmmm. What had given him away?
That didn't matter for the moment he supposed, not nearly as much as the fact that either his brother had not recognized him...or....for some reason he had come quite ticked at Hunter in his absence. Either way, now there was a problem.
He saw it coming, had enough warning to be proactive at least.
Hunter jerked sideways, taking a step to his own left and left his right front leg lifted at the terminus. Claws extended into the ground, hind limbs spreading slightly wider to help 'plant' him firmly as he sifted the majority of his body weight onto his hind quarters and legs.
His lifted right leg lashes out with a clawed paw attempting to slam with as much force as he could muster into his brother's left shoulder, into and grasp onto the flesh in an effort to stagger and push using his three grounded limbs as a support base.
The jaws aimed at his upper jaw instead sliced across his right cheek bellow the eye, the sting causing fire to flood into his veins...sharpening everything. Claws slapped against the upper sides of his neck, biting into the tensed muscle, fur and hair.
Lips are lifted into a snarl as eyes lock onto Severin's neck and an urge to latch onto it swells like a hot red tide. Oh shit. This had to be stopped fast - or it would go to far.
"SEVERIN! STOP!" he roared, a sharp and powerful snarl undertone biting through the order - a hint of urgency as well. Stop. While I can still stop. I don't want to hurt you.
And Bryn. He knew they were still present. Did his second littermate too not know who Hunter was? He hoped they either recognized him, or would stay out of it.
@Bryn @Séverin
That didn't matter for the moment he supposed, not nearly as much as the fact that either his brother had not recognized him...or....for some reason he had come quite ticked at Hunter in his absence. Either way, now there was a problem.
He saw it coming, had enough warning to be proactive at least.
Hunter jerked sideways, taking a step to his own left and left his right front leg lifted at the terminus. Claws extended into the ground, hind limbs spreading slightly wider to help 'plant' him firmly as he sifted the majority of his body weight onto his hind quarters and legs.
His lifted right leg lashes out with a clawed paw attempting to slam with as much force as he could muster into his brother's left shoulder, into and grasp onto the flesh in an effort to stagger and push using his three grounded limbs as a support base.
The jaws aimed at his upper jaw instead sliced across his right cheek bellow the eye, the sting causing fire to flood into his veins...sharpening everything. Claws slapped against the upper sides of his neck, biting into the tensed muscle, fur and hair.
Lips are lifted into a snarl as eyes lock onto Severin's neck and an urge to latch onto it swells like a hot red tide. Oh shit. This had to be stopped fast - or it would go to far.
"SEVERIN! STOP!" he roared, a sharp and powerful snarl undertone biting through the order - a hint of urgency as well. Stop. While I can still stop. I don't want to hurt you.
And Bryn. He knew they were still present. Did his second littermate too not know who Hunter was? He hoped they either recognized him, or would stay out of it.
@Bryn @Séverin
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