Test Your Mettle
01-20-2016, 10:14 PM
Diagram!! :: Link {This is to my understanding of the fight.}
Ahh ha. So this was it. A feel for each other’s skill and, should he impress his sister enough he would gain his rank. If not he would need to remain a Unit until he could prove his worth to her. It sounded like a fair enough deal, though sometimes the “easiest” path could turn out to be the hardest one to take. Hearing her teasing tone a smirk would cross onto his face, and his own tone becoming teasing and light. "Ach bealach amháin chun a fháil amach , aon?" Though the time to find out was upon them. There was ten feet of distance between them, distance that Surreal saw fit to try and cover fast. The moment his sister moved his own defenses would fall into place; head would align with his spine, ears flicked back against his skull, eyes narrowed, and neck scrunched. Chin would tip forward to protect his throat, tail would lash out behind him like a banner, and legs would be spread with his weight evenly distributed across them. Claws would bite into the soil, hackles raised and jaws parted. He would not go easy on Surreal just because she was his sister. Castiel would side step quickly to his own left by two steps, just enough to displace the brunt of his sister’s first attack. Her slam, intended for his windpipe, would instead have the point of her right shoulder digging into his right forechest to cause severe bruising. As her jaws came for his head Castiel would attempt to shift his head slightly to his own left and away from her jaws. Surreal’s jaws would not find purchase, but instead slice into the flesh of his lower right jaw and the right side of his forehead. The lacerations in both places were a quarter inch deep and about two inches long. Luckily his sister’s right foreleg would miss his own as he had been in the middle of a sidestep {his leg in the air} when her own leg made the sweeping motion. While Surreal had gained first blood, this battle was far from over. Castiel would seek retaliation, shifting his weight into his hind legs as he pushed on the ground, going forth. He would attempt to spin his torso towards his right, to hook his left foreleg over the right side of Surreal’s neck. He was attempting to use the push with his hind legs to drive the middle of his chest into Surreal’s right forechest. In addition to the slam he would twist his own head now towards his right, aiming to hook the top jaw across the right base of Surreal’s muzzle and the lower jaw across the bottom right of his sister’s muzzle and clamp down upon it so she would not be able to bite him further. Furthermore his right paw would now attempt to dig it’s nails into Surreal’s left brisket to cause some lacerations of some sort. "Speak" |