I'm only getting started

*Naamah* · 05-17-2017, 06:08 AM

He seemed shocked that she was so tall, and the look in his determined, spectral eyes made Naamah smile internally. He was brave, she would give him that much. The male saw the mountain before him and figured a boulder would be enough to take it down, she would have laughed if her mood hadn't been so foul. He accepted the dark goddess's bid to start their spar off, her usual warning was unnecessary. The male's howl had called for a friendly spar, and Naamah prayed that meant pulled punches and no serious wounds. Things could always change, if they got too serious with one another, but she had no plans to let that happen. The dark woman could appreciate mock battles, they helped hone useful skills and there was always a chance to learn something new about yourself. Today, Naamah seemed to want to test herself against a faster opponent. 'Very well..' The male said in calm tones, then gathered himself to attack.

Ghostly eyes narrowed on her, and his ears pulled back on his head. The action causes Naamah to prick her ears forward, allowing her to catch the short growl he gave right before taking off in a charge across the short space between them. Hardly one to stand still and let her enemy break against her walls, Naamah moved forward at a trot to meet him. Seeing him go low, Naamah chooses to take the high road. She was taller and therefore had better access to his scruff and spine than a wolf of equal proportions would, his ducking to get at her chest and legs meant she had even more access. Dancing to the side as her long legs come up, the dark woman throws a heavy paw at the male's nose just as he is about to find his grasp, hoping to hit him before he reached her. His paw came slashing about at that moment, sharp claws not quite meeting their mark, but leaving mild scratches on the joint just above her paw. The scratches stung a bit as the air hit them, and welled up under the short ashen fur of her leg. Despite this, she keeps her legs up and out, flailing and hoping to catch the male between them. Hoping to be near him still, Naamah comes down from her rearing motion and aims her legs to wrap around the male's shoulders while she brings her teeth down on his scruff, simultaneously. The goal is to grasp his scruff in a firm grip and shake him as though he were a pup who just committed a heinous crime. She wanted him dizzy and disoriented right off the bat, and with her weight upon him, she was sure he would topple over.

NAAMAH vs GANTA for SPAR
Round 1/2
Height: 43"
Build: Medium

OOC: I am up way too early, and am also too lazy for edits XD Sorry for any issues. If you have any questions, feel free to ask!! <3

"Naamah" "Lilith" Think Scroll over for translations.

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