Redsand Canyon entry denial device

maxim’s skills lied mostly within defense, so when he was the one to initiate he felt a bit…lost. except he rattled his brain quick. remembered all the things he did when somebody was too close.

explode. detonate.

a snarl bubbled up, but only out of instinct. quick to lunge towards the older male with clicking teeth. he wished to scare him backwards, sending harsh snaps towards delicate limbs and toes.