Not Too Hard, Please

Pyrrhus gave an approving nod as Finch spoke, the grin upon her features widening as she let out a delighted laugh “Ahh grand then! Seems that we’re going to do just fine together then, hmm?” She was still reading her opponent’s body language with her bright, fiery eyes, and she gave a small nod as she assessed the situation. The one before her was not as eager about battle as she was, that was for certain. But perhaps that might be a good thing. Sometimes Pyrr forgot all about the simpler things within life. For her living and breathing battle was ideal, but not always the most realistic.

Pyrrhus took a deep breath, debating about taking the first move and going at the other femme to test her skills… but that wasn’t appropriate for this spar. She canted her own head to the side slightly, throwing up her defenses. She widened her stance, claws biting into the soil as ears flicked back and eyes narrowed. Her tail flagged out behind her body like a banner, ready to aid in balance. But despite the readiness in her form she didn’t launch the first attack.

“You can make the first attack, Finch. I’ll base my own movements off your own.” In other words, the fight would only be as hard as Finch wanted to make it.

Pyrrhus vs Finch for Spar
Round 0 / 2 ?
Height:: 45"
Build:: Heavy