Try It
12-05-2015, 03:37 PM
She grinned a little wider as she watched him, visibly relaxing a bit at the mention of a fight. She could always tell when there was another wolf who struggled with the same kind of problems with emotions that she did and she could pick a fellow fighter out of a crowd even more easily. She laughed a little when he mentioned using his manners so his mother wouldn't chew his tail off. She was sure her mother would have a heart attack if she was still around if she saw her tiny runt of a daughter going around sparring random strangers. "I'll be more than happy to," she said in response, quickly settling into her defenses. Her paws settled into a comfortable, widened stance under her and her knees bent ever so slightly to make it a bit more easy to move. Her ears fell back against her head, eyes narrowed, and tail tucked out of the way under her. Her head lowered to be more level with her spine as her hackles raised and her shoulders rolled forward to bunch her loose skin protectively around her neck. She didn't expect anything too extreme from a casual spar, but she always lived by the motto that you can never be too careful. She didn't know so much as this man's name, much less how rough he fought. Then again, she had never been one to go half way when it came to a fight. Moments before she tried to launch herself at him, her nails would dig into the ground for traction and her lips would pull back into a snarl to expose her teeth. Her game plan was to use her tiny size to her advantage. She knew many larger wolves weren't quite as nimble on their paws as she could be, so she was relying on that knowledge as she lunged forward in his direction. As she moved she would drop into more of a crouch, making her already tiny stature even smaller. Her goal with that was to make herself a smaller and, hopefully, harder to hit target. She wanted to dodge toward his right side and aimed to snap a small bite at his side or lower stomach. Nothing too deep of course, but she wouldn't be upset if her teeth grazed his skin. As she tried to run past him, she would swing her haunches and aim to throw her weight into his right shoulder. In reality her hips really only came up to his knee when she was in his crouch, but she hoped the same principle would apply. She just wanted to throw him off balance enough to give her a chance to get spun back around to face him again. Round 1 of 2 |