Tear Your Heart Out; Start Again

A man came, and quite the proposal he gave her. Marina would flick an ear back as she listened, thoughtful as she considered her options. She had wanted a spar, had she not? This man was just upping the ante a little bit with a wager. Marina shifted, turning her whole body towards the stranger. There was roughly six feet of distance between them currently; a good distance to start with. The rainbow marked woman wore a playful smirk on her lips, her brow arching as she looked him over in turn. “I may not be one for odd coincidences…” Marina began. “But I think I’ll accept your proposal. Best of luck.” There was something within her that had rekindled, a fire of sorts. She narrowed her eyes, letting her instinct take over.

Defenses were the first key to any battle; Marina knew that. Her ears folded back against her skull, her eyes narrowed and she raised her hackles. Shoulders were rolled forward, digits splayed, claws bit the earth, and tail rose out behind her like a banner to help with her balance. To aid with the balance her legs were also spread in a widened stance, her weight evenly distributed, and her head lowered to align with her spine. Finally the she wolf parted her jaws-- for they were the business end for her today.

In an instant Marina lunged forward. A snarl ripped from her throat as she let that other part of her take over, that part known as Rainbow Syndrome. Her body shifted to her right, the male’s left, as she aimed to ram into him full speed with the left-center area of her chest into his own {left-center chest area}.. Furthermore she twisted her head to the left as well, aiming to have her jaws clamp down upon the male’s upper left shoulder in a deep, gripping bite. She also sought to not only ram and bite the male, but to push her left foreleg into his own left foreleg to try and shift his balance.

Round:: 1 / 4
Marina vs Hakon