No Glory

*Torin* · (This post was last modified: 08-28-2020, 10:23 AM by Torin.)

Torin nodded curtly but not rudely at her words, he agreed with her terms but felt no need to vocalize as such. He once more ran his gaze over her and was struck that she seemed a woman who was in her element here in this moment and he felt woefully under prepared. He grimaced but pushed down that self doubt.

He slipped smoothly into a more defensive stance, his knees bending and tail swinging out behind him in line with his spine. Torin's head dropped so that his chin was protecting his vulnerable throat. Ears pulled back instinctively to press flat against his skull and his lips curled to show his fangs.

Torin charged then, trying to close the distance between himself and the woman. His hope was to pull up just short of plowing right though her and to slam his right shoulder blade into the left side of her chest. ideally he wanted to stomp down with his front right paw on her front left one just as he collided with her form.

Torin v. Mara for Spar
Round 1/2
Height: 40"
Build: Medium

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