[Just as desired, their horns lock up, all hard points scraping and tines tangling, leaving their foreheads only centimeters apart and neither able to pull back from it. Shinjiro's breath is a sort of rasping huff as he twists his head and neck and shoulders, as though to either break free or use his weight to drag the other beast down.
It's questionably effective when Eren is all tall muscular limbs and scales himself.
But the threat of such a brilliant display isn't lost on him, despite all suggestions that words are meaningless in the air. The tone carries, the cocky sort of confidence that speaks of someone unwilling to back down, of seeing this conflict through. Again, he thrashes at the locking of their horns, a large paw coming up to swipe at anything he can reach with another enraged noise.
Everything is simple and primal to him right now: With the combination of this ferality, the full moon, the rutting season, everything is about territory and dominance and food supply, assuring all of those and destroying anything that may threaten it.]
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It's questionably effective when Eren is all tall muscular limbs and scales himself.
But the threat of such a brilliant display isn't lost on him, despite all suggestions that words are meaningless in the air. The tone carries, the cocky sort of confidence that speaks of someone unwilling to back down, of seeing this conflict through. Again, he thrashes at the locking of their horns, a large paw coming up to swipe at anything he can reach with another enraged noise.
Everything is simple and primal to him right now: With the combination of this ferality, the full moon, the rutting season, everything is about territory and dominance and food supply, assuring all of those and destroying anything that may threaten it.]