bone mountain

Iqniq's belly was not flush against the earth. There was still some room to work with, though not much. Tatsuya's front end, however, did touch the earth, hindquarters exposed to his contender's teeth. He had hoped to unbalance Iqniq; shove him over on his back and strike. Alas, he was quick in thwarting his attempts, crushing the Epsilon's paw with his own. Not the wisest course of action, bearing his weight down in attempts to crush his paw. It could be easily displaced and consequently impair his balance, so really, he was just damning himself. What the hell are you doing?

Tatsuya mirrored Iqniq's movement, twisting around with a snarl of his own. From here, he could grab a hold the middle of his back. Maybe. It was worth a shot.

That was when Tonravik intervened, violent and demanding. Tatsuya thought she was coming after him but she treated Iqniq with the same brusqueness. Goddamn it, WHAT? What did she want? What? Food? “あなたは冗談する必要があります!” Perceptive to his disbelief, Tonravik came at him, broad and imposing, teeth seeking flesh. This alone was enough to make him jolt away from her fevered advance. This is bullshit. Now this issue would persist. Growling, he turned to do her bidding, lip curled to Iqniq. This is far from over.