Raven's Watch ix tulugak

Weeee my fighting posts are ruuuusty.

Words were useless in the language of teeth and snarls. Kigipigak accepted with little fanfare, launching himself into the fray with snapping teeth. His movement was large and noticeable, allowing Stjornuati to adjust his posture and avoid the brush of teeth. Shoving his body forward, he sought to throw his weight into the other and throw him off balance, teeth grasping for scruff and fur wherever he could reach.

In this, the wolf would abstain from drawing the blood of his northern brother, not looking to harm but to train and know one another better in one of the many languages they both knew.