The crow and its apprentice
Plague
Pairs were made, mentors and trainees brought together, Hela couldn't be any more pleased. This was her first time mentoring someone, and many expectations haunted the Klein's vicious mind. Her trainee would be one of her sister's spawn. She hoped to make of them the warrior the wanted to be, the future they wanted to archive. And there in the presence of family and other packmates, she wished to asset her trainee's current skills, their strengths, and weaknesses. She stepped forward, with her natural confident walk and blossom eyes with poison. And there she stared at her trainee. "A pleasure to be your Mentor from now on." A voice like honey came out of her mouth. "Okay dear, time to see where you are as of now." She smiled. "Let's start. I'll give you the first move." Winning or losing wasnt relevant for her now, everyone loses was an experience to be used later. And now with someone under her care, she would use what she learned from her father on his memory. |
Plague was pleased to be placed into the paws of a seemingly capable Wolfess. Hela Klein, a sturdy babe and his mother's sister. He knew of the femme but never had any sort of notable encounters. That being said, they would have to learn about one another as well as train. The boy wasn't much of a chatter but it would help for them to be aquatinted. Which was something he assumed would happen naturally. Rambling thoughts were dismissed as Harbringr announced the start of their spars. A surge of excitment welled in the nearly year old Wolf's core as he stood. Already tall but still rather lanky he moved towards his new mentor. As the distance between them closed to a more reasonable yet polite distance Plague dipped his dappled cranium downward in a bow. Upon coming back up he listened her tempered and mature vocals. Plague didn't know Hela to be a loud or boisterous being which made him feel even better about their partnership. "Thank you for taking me on as your apprentice, Aunt Hela." His own raspy tones were slightly more quiet but still rang with that Klein-Abraxas fortitude. Without sparing much more time for formalities the male moved into a 'by the book' defensive stance. Something he had been taught but not really experienced too much thus far. Knees and elbows were bent, lips curled up in a snarl, eyes narrowed, ear flattened, hackles rolled up, and weight distributed between his four large paws. Plague then took a few moments to calm his thoughts and breathing. He did not want to get sloppy due to adrenaline nor did he want to start panting uncontrollably and loose his breath. This was something he had practiced time and time again during endurance drills. Suddenly Plague broke out in a sprint towards Hela. Large paws hit the earth as he pushed himself towards his aunt. A low rumble of a growl emitted from the depths of his throat. In a flash the younger Wolf would aim to slam the center of his chest into the right side of Hela's chest, more towards the shoulder region. As he made an attempt at a chest slam he'd also try to grab a hold of the right portion of her scruff, near the back of her neck. Plague attempted to snap his teeth in aim to bite down on the loose and tough skin. Plague Klein-Abraxas vs Hela Klein for Training Spar |
She wasted no time, she widened her stance, tail, and hackles rose. Ears pinned and pink eyes narrowed upon his nephew. Lips curled up to show those ivory daggers ready for being used. And size wasnt nothing for her, as she knew size wasnt sign of someone's strength. She stood ready for anything and if they thought she would take it easy they were wrong, as after all her apprentice would not learn anything like that. And soon, her trainee darted toward her, aiming to crash his chest against her own, by her left shoulder. As fast as she could, she dug her nails into the soil, widened her stance, even more, attempting to build some preparation for the impact. And there they collided, she felt the pressure of his large mass, and the pain soon came. But as stoic as she was, she remained calm, serene. There may be bruising but in battle, injuries were her last concern and soon a bite landed upon the loose skin of her scruff. Quickly she attempted to lower her body, hoping to place a big portion of her front side under, and should she be successful attempt to jumps app to aiming to lift his front legs off the ground, and should she be successful she would jump forward. Her intentions were to force him to fall on his back and maybe expose his belly. All she was doing was to use her mind and size to her advantage,she could be dirty sometimes but thats how she had learned to strive. Hopefully she could teach this to her now apprentiece. Hela "Crow" Klein vs Plague for Practice Round 1/3? Age: +1 year Size: Large Build: Heavy Skills: Beginner Intellectual & Intermediate Fighter Specialty: N/A |
Plague felt his chest collide with his mentor's own with a big pang of pain. Bruising would be the least of his worries in the day to come. He did not expect her to take the blow like a brick wall. The boy sucked in controlled breaths and tried to limit the panic surging through his mind. As his bite landed and the metallic taste landed upon his pink tongue he seemed to regain control of his thoughts. Plague ensured his defenses remained locked and loaded which was an added plus when Hela went in for her low assault. As Hela lowered herself before lurching forward to press upward between his two front legs. The impact caused his sternum and chest region to throb with pain as well as his grip being torn away from her scruff. Blood dripped from his moistened jaws as a snort came forth from his nose. In result of her attack his front two legs were lifted off the ground. In those moments he dug his hefty hind paws into the earth in a scrambling attempt to maintain balance. Rather then toppling over he hoped to keep his weight forward by stepping forward with his hind leg and attempting to slam his two front paws down on Hela's upper back. Despite his underbelly being exposed he would take the opportunity to get over her and try to pin her to the ground with his weight. Plague Klein-Abraxas vs Hela Klein for Training Spar |
Satisfaction was felt as her barrier worked well to take some of the impacts of his hit. She wanted to use this time to show her new trainee about how things would be with her. She wouldnt make this a walk through the woods, she would make him the warrior he wanted to be. And no way it would be obtained going in an easy way. But of course, she wouldn't underestimate his ways. And there she felt him making force forward, like trying to keep his balance. But far from giving up, she attempted to stand her ground, nails digging on the soil under her. But then, she felt his front paws hitting her upper back, and as a response, she attempted to walk back to try to remove herself out of his way. There she saw how he tried to pin her. Well, no way she would let him do that without a good fight. So in a quick way, she attempted to place her legs around his upper neck, like if she was giving him a hug, and simultaneously she would try to push and make him lose balance. Hela "Crow" Klein vs Plague for Practice Round 2/3 Age: +1 year Size: Large Build: Heavy Skills: Beginner Intellectual & Intermediate Fighter Specialty: N/A |
Plague anticipated the lessons Hela could offer. Since the very early months of his life the boy had the desire to learn. Pushing himself mentally and physically. He felt as if he was blessed with solid traits from his parents as well as the spirit of his father backing him with each step. With the aid of the knowledgable Wolves of Ashen he was sure to be on the path of a true warrior and defender. - As Hela responded to his attempt at slamming his massive white paws down on her inky black upper back he ensured some of defenses. Lips curled up, eyes narrowed, ears flat, hind paws dug into the earth, and breathing stead. Hela decidedly took a hefty step back to partially dodge his assault. But, that did not conclude her movement. Suddenly, the older Wolf launched her front half upward and aimed to grab Plague into a hug. In response the younger Wolf would also attempt to wrap Hela into a standing hug. Front paws still aiming for her upper back but no longer would he have the leverage to pin her down. As he aimed for the hug he'd also attempt a bite at Hela's right, savage fangs aiming to seek purchase at her scruff. Plague Klein-Abraxas vs Hela Klein for Training Spar |
As her legs made contact with her nephew, she did her nest to push forward. With the intention of making him lose the balance. Tail remained tall for balance, ears, and eyes narrowed for their protection. Back legs bend for balance, as nails dug into the soil for traction. Plague mirrored her action by attempting to make a hug himself, taking ahold of her upper back. Lips made ash curled in a smirk as she was having fun. Fun she hasn't had in a long time. But since this was just practice she would be mindful of not hurting him too much. But maybe he didn't have the same intention as she felt fangs digging into her scruff. Pain spelled from the wound but as stoic as she was, Hela was good with bearing mental and physical pain, or at least in a big portion. Quickly she would contortionate her neck and head, in order to line her open jaws with the central region of his neck. And should she be successful she would attempt to wrap her mouth around that area. The bite wasnt hard enough to pierce the skin, it was just to take a firm hold on her bite. Hela "Crow" Klein vs Plague for Practice Round 3/3 Age: +1 year Size: Large Build: Heavy Skills: Beginner Intellectual & Intermediate Fighter Specialty: N/A |
Hela | Plague must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Plague: 171.53 (48, 28, 91, 31 - Adjusted to 50.4, 29.4, 91, 31) Hela: 217.36 (87, 46, 27, 33, - Adjusted to 87, 50.6, 27, 33) |