Though the instructions Bass had given for the fight were a bit strange - he wanted the opponents to start their fight from certain positions - he knew there was likely reason for his father's decision. It made sense that fights, outside from practice fights, might start without notice and that he could be attacked from any angle.. with an opponent at a great distance away, or a very close one. He would eye Limno as they moved away from the group, wanting to give the others room for their fights and not wanting them to intrude on his space either. So.. he was supposed to fight this woman? His eyes would narrow as he studied her, considering. She was older than him, though nearly the same size, but his own form was considerably bit bulkier and still held on to some of the puppy fat he had yet to shed. Though she didn't look terribly experienced, he knew that appearances could deceive. Lark would come a bit closer to her as he hunkered down, spreading his legs slightly as he shifted into a more defensive posture.  This was far too close for comfort -- he was nearly close enough to smell her breath, if he tried. His nose wrinkled in slight distaste."Ladies first, I guess."

This definitely wasn't her idea of normal fight training. Being so close to the young boy was slightly uncomfortable. She kept her snout shut as her nostrils flared. Lime green eyes watching the boy. As he offered that she began, how? Limno had no formal fight training other than running away and defending herself, though she and Lark were both inexperienced because of his age. She wasn't entirely the best of role models she supposed. "Why, thank you young man." she grinned a little showing off her canine's. She tried to think of how to start, supposing that she should just go for it. Limno's muscles tightened out of instinct, as they were so close she decided to go for his right shoulder. Her jaw opening and tilting to the left so that the right side of her neck aligned with his own. Aiming to get a grip on the trapezius muscle that connected his head to his shoulder. Limno's legs spread out as she bent her knee's slightly. Pinning her ears against her skull, she raised her hackles and narrowed her lime green eyes at him. Tail leveling with her spine and abdomen muscles tightening, she spread her toes to keep the traction. Trying to push herself into the attack, since they had to stay in close contact. 0/3 Attack:;Limno is aiming for his right trapezius muscle to get a hold, her head tilted to her own left. Also pushing her weight into him. Defense:; Eyes narrowed, toes splayed, Ears pinned, abdomen tightened, weight distributed, tail level with spine, and knee's slightly bent. Injuries:; N/A ""

Lark really didn't know what to expect. He'd seen some spars from a distance, but he'd never been part of one himself. He'd done some hunting training, though this was far more complex, it seemed. Instinctively he would shuffle into a more defensive stance. Not wanting to be knocked off balance, he'd let his legs spread slightly, bending at the joint, knowing if he stood too stiff he could be knocked over just as easily. His toes would spread and he'd try to grip the soil with his claws, not knowing if Limno was going to come straight for him or not, but wanting to be prepared. Likewise, his tail would unfurl from where it lay limply and instead level itself with his back, while his head dropped to align with his skull and his lips pulled back in a silent snarl. He was silently as she thanked him, intently focused as she shifted to move forward. Everything happened rather quickly, not giving him much time to react. Her jaws would part as she aimed to bite where his shoulder met his neck. A flare of pain washed through him as her teeth began to tear into his muscle there, a small bruise forming at the impact. But he also felt adrenaline begin to pump through him, the sharp pain transforming into a dull ebbing as something like rage begin to build in his core. Tensing his core muscles, he would push his weight into the bite,  aiming mostly with his right shoulder, hoping to force her back and push her out of the bite she'd inflicted upon him. Meanwhile, his own jaws would unhinge as he attempted to tilt his head up slightly (no higher than 45 degrees) and to his own right, aiming to snap at the side of her face -- wanting to come down on the cheek area beside her right eye. As he did so, he kept his stance firm and his legs spread for traction, though still he tried to push forward with his right shoulder to attempt to knock her off-balance.

Everything was happening so fast that she nearly didn't know what to do with herself. Her muscles were tightening and her heart starting to pump blood through her lithe body. Already they seemed to be the same weight because she was more light weight while he was more of a male with well developed muscles in his age. As his weight pushed against her, it forced her head back. Limno made sure her ears remained pinned, eyes closer for a millisecond before narrowing on him, still with her scruff scrunched to protect any vital organs the girl was pushed back but now she would move forward harder. She kept her hackles raised against the boy. The woman's back paws stayed splayed into the dirt, toes separated for traction as she carried up dirt with his attempt to throw her off balance. Every muscle contracted and his teeth hit their mark underneath her right eye letting a stunted grunt instead of a growl her tail tucked itself near her abdomen that tightened to remain where she was. Limno opened her jaws again, this time she attempted to raise her body up with her back legs. Aiming to raise her front paws and wrap them around Lark's shoulders. Her head tilted to her left and aimed to the scruff of his body, trying to lean into him to get a grip. Honestly she had no idea what she was doing. 2/3 Attack:; Attempting to stand on her back legs and wrap her forelimbs around the shoulders. All while attempting to grab hold of his scruff. Defense:; Eyes narrowed, toes splayed, Ears pinned, abdomen tightened, scruff scrunched, muscles tense, tail tucked. Injuries:; Slight bruising in front, inch wound under right eye. ""

He was glad he'd decided to let her go first. It hadn't necessarily been out of politeness, but rather because he figured she had more experience in fighting.. and he was probably better at defending himself than actually attacking. As he rushed forward, he tried to keep his legs spread evenly, his tail standing straight behind him even with his back, and his claws gripping at the soil for traction. The last thing he wanted was his first fight to be a complete failure and for his father to see him being beat... by a girl, no less. The weight of his bite seemed to send her head back slightly, and he'd push forward into the bite with fervor, hoping it would land solidly upon her face. The attack landed, a moderate bite at best, and certainly not one that would debilitate her for the rest of the fight. A low growl would leave his lips instinctively as he felt her rear up on her back legs, her front paws sliding around his shoulders. A strange move, and one that would certainly force him to change his mind about his course of action. Not wanting to be sent sprawling to the ground, he'd push himself into her strange embrace, knowing that if he didn't tense his muscles he could easily lose his footing. He'd attempt to keep his head level with his shoulders, wanting to pull his head away and move away from the bite he'd landed on her face. Her own jaws would come down on the side of his scruff and in return, he'd attempt to unhinge his own jaws. Instead of trying to attack again, instead he would try to lean forward with his slightly heavier weight, aiming to push all his weight forward as he shifted the majority of his weight to his back paws, hoping desperately that he could push her off of him. Round 2/3 vs Limno

ooc: Again really behind on my spars, you can disqualify me if you wish but if you don't mind the time frame this is my last post anyway :,D Perhaps her decision was a better idea than she thought it would have been, yet in the heat of battle it just had seemed like the best choice. Her paws would fall into him for better grip on his shoulders as the two embraced in the air. Limno didn't think about trying to impress anyone with this, after all she felt awkward regardless. Her back paws splayed into the dirt trying to gain as much balance as she could. Her tail tucking to rest upon her tightened abdomen muscles. Ears pinned against her head and scruff rolled forward. Her teeth still on his scruff he tried to push with his weight against her. Limno's eyes narrowed at the boy. Limno struggled, trying to lean into Lark as she let a snarl rip through her lips in frustration. Letting go of his scruff she would attempt to turn her head to the left side and snap at the right side of his muzzle. Her body fatiguing her paws slipped back but kept traction due to her spread toes and claws. If they were to fall, her attempt would be to land on her front paws again that hugged Lark as tightly as they could. 3/3 Attack:; Attempting to keep her balance against Lark and moving her head to bite at the right side of his muzzle. Defense:; Eyes narrowed, toes splayed, Ears pinned, abdomen tightened, scruff scrunched, muscles tense, tail tucked, abdomen muscles tightened. Injuries:; Slight bruising in front, inch wound under right eye, bruises on her chest. ""

Though this whole fighting thing was pretty knew to him, it felt quite natural too; his father's teachings about hunting had probably been more useful than he had realized until now. Lark couldn't help but wonder if Bass was watching him right now, though he knew he had all the other spars to spectate too. He wanted to be strong now, more than anything.. he wanted to protect his family at all costs. Starling's worried thoughts had been distressing to him and he couldn't imagine seeing his siblings hurt by anyone. Not if he had any say in it.. Any pain that he'd feel later was masked by the sheer thrill of the fight, and the sudden passion that welled up inside his chest. He wanted to win, to make his father proud, to show them he was just as strong as the rest. Knowing he was in quite a vulnerable position now, reared up on his hind legs while her paws wrapped around the back of the neck and she tried to use her weight ti push him forward, he'd try to keep his defenses set. His weight was settled almost entirely on his back two paws, his tail unfurled to stand straight behind him as he struggled for balance, his toes splayed and claws aiming to dig into the soil slightly for traction. Knowing that she could easily reach for his throat in this position too, he tried to keep his head down slightly and would roll his shoulders forward to keep the scruff of his neck covering his throat. He felt the pain of her teeth as they lashed out at the right side of his muzzle. Instinctively he would jerk his head to his own left, aiming to break free from her jaws and duck his own skull down below her muzzle. Meanwhile his jaws would unhinge, shifting slightly as he attempted to swing his head to his left and slide it below her own muzzle to aim to land a fierce bite to the delicate area of her upper throat, centered directly below her muzzle. Round 3/3 vs Limno

And the winner is...

LARK! Due to Limno making unauthorized edits to a fight post, they were disqualified from the fight. Limno must now give up by either submitting, fleeing or passing out.