I'm Going Viral

Good, she was fast. As she eluded his heavy slam, he sought to adjust, hind paws setting hard into the ground as his right fore-paw – having missed its mark – returned to the ground, weight readjusting to all four legs, even if only temporarily. His teeth, having missed her scruff, instead caught her above the eye, and he thought a silent apology even as he continued the spar.

As she sought to lash out at his right elbow, Regulus sought to drop his front end to come level with her head’s height, seeking to swerve hard to his right, wanting to counter her questing canines by slamming the outer edge of the bony point of his right shoulder hard into her face, the nose in particular. He hoped to smash into her nose and cause a distracting amount of bruising and pain at the very least, and at most, to give her a nosebleed to restrict her breathing.

He sought to swing his hind end around, pivoting on his front paws, to bring him head to head with Gwenevere – causing her paw to jab only air – his paws shifting to fall quickly into alignment with his hips and shoulders, elbows and hocks bending to loosen the joints and free his movement as he sought to lunge forward, head twisting to his left as his jaws parted, seeking a hold on her muzzle, upper canines seeking placement on the right side of her muzzle, his lower canines striving to clamp into the left side of her muzzle, slighter further toward her nose. He wanted a solid grip to hold her in check and disable her ability to use her teeth on him.

His head and tail remained level with his spine, chin tucked to guard his throat from the smaller wolf, face a mask of snarling wrinkles around narrowed eyes. His ears remained pinned back against risen hackles that extended the length of his spine to the base of his tail as he readjusted his defenses slightly, shoulders rolling forward to guard the base of his neck. His weight was distributed to each leg, toes flexing to spread and add to his traction and balance with claws digging into the ground to aid that goal further.

He worked silently, watching and calculating her skill. Thus far, he liked what he saw. She was quick and inventive, and she had clear enough skill, that was plain to see. It certainly gave him hope that the children would be in good paws with her, whether she got the rank of Legionary or not with this spar.

Extra Notes: Sorry for how long this took :P *Is tickled that she finally got a spar post written.*

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think