Caelia vs Tyto

His uncle Cloud had heard wind of something cool going on, asking the pups if they wanted to go check it out. Of course, Tyto was all for it. As were all the other pups! What they had come across had been pretty cool so far, and through the midst of it all, he found himself joining in some sort of tournament to see who could be the best of the best. Tyto, of course, had absolutely no doubts that it would be him. At the end of it all, Tyto stood among a huge crowd until eventually, a woman with a strange accent approached him. She picked him and another pup from the crowd, asking them to follow her and even going as far as calling him cute! He scowled. He was not some cute little pup! He was going to be a strong warrior someday, he'd show her! He had to admit though, she was pretty sweet. When she finished explaining the rules, Tyto nodded and looked at his opponent. Another pup older than him...but that didn't matter. He was pretty big for his age already. The girl who was to be his opponent was pretty, and the youth found himself gawking a little too long before shaking himself out of it. "I'm Tyto! I won't go easy, and I don't want you to, either. Mkay?" Normally, he wouldn't have even bothered to say anything and was likely go straight at her. But he didn't...yet.

Even though he said that he kind of...didn't want to go too hard on her. She was cute. He didn't want to mess up her pretty fur. Why couldn't he have been paired up with one of the other kids from his pack? Specifically the ones that weren't his siblings? Ah well, he supposed nothing could be done. Ears flicked as he heard his sister shouting encouragement, the boy turning and nodding with determination before returning his attention to his opponent. "Ready or not!" He shouted. The pup rolled his shoulders as he loosened up his muscles. Ears pinned to his head and his hackles were forced upward to make himself appear bigger. Magenta eyes narrowed to slits and he bared sharp, pointy white teeth. He had had absolutely no fighting experience and had yet to be trained, so he would do what he normally did with his siblings. Tyto was the rough and tumble type. He didn't know how to be gentle, and often made his siblings cry because of it.

Would she cry, too? Only one way to find out.

Tyto scraped each front paw across the ground to test the footing, prepping himself for his charge. Once satisfied, he let loose the roughest puppy growl he could manage and charged forward. He aimed to come at Caelia head on, his chest thrust forward as he aimed to crash his whole body into hers. As he did this, he would lift the front half of his body upwards and attempted to get each foreleg around her neck. Right foreleg sought to hug the left side and left foreleg sought to hug the right side of her neck, his vain attempt to hug and hold onto her. His head would aim towards her own left side, mouth opening as he aimed to plant pointed sharp teeth into her left ear. He wanted to grab it and tug it as hard as he could, just like he did with his own siblings. A series of growls erupted from him, the boy determined to show everyone here who was boss!

Tyto VS Caelia for Tournament Spar
Round 1 of ?
Size: Extra Large
Build: Medium
Fight Skill Level: Beginner