the journey calls
Weaponsmaster
10-01-2015, 12:25 PM
Ashmedai scurried to the call. Of course he wanted to fight. He was going to become stronger than anyone else! He was going to make sure... uh... he wasn't sure, yet, but when he was, he was gonna be able to defend his stance and himself. As he approached, he saw another about as tall and lanky as he was. A young male like himself. The boy gave a nod and a slight wag of his tail, "Ashmedai, answering your call! I'll go first, so get ready!" Ashmedai offered a lopsided smile as he set into his stance about ten feet away from the other boy.
Ashmedai's legs spread out, his knees bending slightly as his weight distributed evenly across his limbs. His ears pinned back and his eyes narrowed as his lips curled, scrunching his face. His tail tucked to protect his man bits and his nails dug into the ground for traction. His hackles rose as Ashmedai tucked his neck and rolled his shoulders, ready to launch his attack.
Kicking off, Ashmedai attempted to close the ten foot distance between him and his opponent. His opponent was around his size, which offered Ashmedai no advantage for high or low attacks. He would go head on. Just before launching his attack, Ashmedai stepped to his left, lifting right paw, redistributing his weight to his other three limbs. He would attempt to shove the sharper, front part of his right shoulder into the joint between the opponent's chest and left shoulder, hoping to stun him with a sharp pain. As he jutted his right shoulder forward, Ashmedai would hope to scratch his right foreleg claws down the brute's left leg from about the knee down and stomp on his paw, hopefully pinning his opponent's paw beneath his own, though he didn't hope for much damage there. Finally, Ashmedai tilted his head to his left, opening his jaws and swinging his head to his right, attempting to grip on the other male's left shoulder. His upper jaws sought to pierce the flesh of the upper back of the shoulder while his lower jaw was aimed at the lower, more meaty, deltoid section of the shoulder (along the spine of the scapula). With this, Ashmedai braced himself for the impact of his opponent's attack.
Ashmedai vs Tórnach for SPAR
Round 1/2
Ashmedai's legs spread out, his knees bending slightly as his weight distributed evenly across his limbs. His ears pinned back and his eyes narrowed as his lips curled, scrunching his face. His tail tucked to protect his man bits and his nails dug into the ground for traction. His hackles rose as Ashmedai tucked his neck and rolled his shoulders, ready to launch his attack.
Kicking off, Ashmedai attempted to close the ten foot distance between him and his opponent. His opponent was around his size, which offered Ashmedai no advantage for high or low attacks. He would go head on. Just before launching his attack, Ashmedai stepped to his left, lifting right paw, redistributing his weight to his other three limbs. He would attempt to shove the sharper, front part of his right shoulder into the joint between the opponent's chest and left shoulder, hoping to stun him with a sharp pain. As he jutted his right shoulder forward, Ashmedai would hope to scratch his right foreleg claws down the brute's left leg from about the knee down and stomp on his paw, hopefully pinning his opponent's paw beneath his own, though he didn't hope for much damage there. Finally, Ashmedai tilted his head to his left, opening his jaws and swinging his head to his right, attempting to grip on the other male's left shoulder. His upper jaws sought to pierce the flesh of the upper back of the shoulder while his lower jaw was aimed at the lower, more meaty, deltoid section of the shoulder (along the spine of the scapula). With this, Ashmedai braced himself for the impact of his opponent's attack.
Ashmedai vs Tórnach for SPAR
Round 1/2
Ash wears a tourist shirt and a spiked leather harness from time to time. Sometimes together, sometimes not. Just so you know what you're getting yourself into.
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