Greatwater Lake Those Who Meet Must Part

The blood in his ears roared with the heat of battle as he rushed forward, a crazed cackle ripping up from his throat as he crashed forward. He pushed his chest out for emphasis, hoping to knock him over completely. He was successful. His large ears, though pinned to his head for protection, heard the string of curses slip from his opponents mouth and a giggle erupted from his jaws. "Naughty words, naughty words. Naughty wolves need punishing, eh?" He went to snap at him again, hoping for a taste of his sweet blood. He wanted nothing more than to have it feel his mouth, to cover himself in it, to bathe and create gorgeous art with the sanguine liquid. 

He turned to look as the man said something, call him a fowl word before charging at him, shouting as he went. Snake did not attempt to move out of the way as Ikari came charging at him, head lowered slightly with the intention of ramming him. He simply braced himself, the weight of his body unmoved mostly as he came into contact. Snake may have been leaner than most, but his size had it's advantages. Pain flared in his side, and Ikari had probably bruised a rib, but the massive man did not move. The close proximity was perfect. He simply snapped at Ikari yet again, teeth growing close to his face as he twisted around.