Greatwater Lake Great Balls of Fire

Regan curses as his bite misses but he would not dwell on the unsuccesful attack, instead he moved away from the brute. Vaati wasted no time though and before Regan could get too far the white furred brute was slipping under him. Regan sucked in a sharp breath and reared up onto his hind paws, balancing and towering over the brute before twisting his body and dropping back to the ground on the right side of Vaati.


Growling deeply he circled away from the white male his eyes flashing with anger. He could run now but he still hadn't gotten the chance to draw blood, while his own shoulder dripped from the bite. Regan ran forward and lifted his upper body up in the air, aiming to wrap his forelegs around the brute's neck where he would pull him against his chest and tear at the top of his neck and the back of his throat. He once again guarder his throat by tucking in his chin and tilting it to the side slightly, blocking his jugular from any bites.