Noemí had made her decision -- she wanted to do more. Be more. The start of that was beginning to reach out and start doing things. That was why, when this opportunity to participate in the winter tournament cropped up the yearling decided “Hey, why not?” It was a chance at starting something… maybe even proving to herself she had more to offer than just a pretty face. Win or lose Noe felt certain that she was going to change her for the better.
So here she was… a stranger in a sea of strangers. The female quietly waited until she and another were approached by a little coydog… a strange creature, not that Noemí was one to judge. He was stuttering over his words, but Noe followed, listening patiently.
So this older male was to be her opponent. Noemí glanced over at him -- he had pretty green eyes. But Noe wasn’t here to flirt… not today anyway. She hummed thoughtfully, dipping her head back in greeting once he introduced himself as Ashiel.
“Noemí Adravendi.” The girl responded in kind.
The female began to ready herself as the male had. She flicked her ears back against her skull, wolf mimicked the male in widening her stance, keeping her joints loose as she splayed her digits. She rolled her shoulders forward and distributed her weight evenly across all her limbs. She raised her tal a well, hoping to use it like a rudder to help steer her throughout the fight. Finally he raised the fur along her body and parted her jaws ever so slightly, bracing herself for what was to come.
The other male moved quickly and Noemí responded instinctively to the movement. She twisted her body to her right, attempting to keep the two of them facing one another head on. Just as Ashiel was to collide with her Noe sprang to her left at an angle, seeking to get away from the male… but she wasn’t quite fast enough.
Asheil’s right shoulder point slammed into the very edge of the bony part of her upper shoulder with enough that it was surely going to leave a bruise of some sort to deal with later. But that was the least of her worries as his jaws sought to grab hold of her.
With Noe’s landing she ducked down some and attempted to dart towards the male’s rear left leg. She felt teeth tear into her flesh as she moved as Ashiel’s fangs closed upon her upper back on the right side of her body. It was behind the shoulder, away from his intended target, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt.
Blood welled up from the wound as Noe attempted her counter attack, hoping that her movement would help her rip free of the male’s teeth. She attempted to swing her right foreleg forward, trying to push through the stinging pain of her shoulder and bring her claws down in between the webbing of Ashiel’s rear right paw’s toes. She knew a paw stomp was pointless -- she wouldn’t be able to do enough damage by bruising, let alone breaking, so she sought to give him discomfort instead and maybe even limit mobility a little bit.
Noemí also parted her jaws and aimed for the lower part of Ashiel’s leg. She twisted her head towards her left, hoping to clamp her jaws with the upper one on the outside of the leg and the lower one on the inside of the leg in hopes of getting a good hold on it. She wasn’t hoping to severe anything by any means -- she didn’t want to maim the guy -- but hopefully it would bring him pain and lead into another attack for the smaller wolf.
Noemí vs Ashiel for Spar
Round 1 of 2
Size: Large
Build: Light
Offensive Accessory: None
Defensive Accessory: None
Companion 1: None
Companion 2: None
Mutation: None
Disability: None
Fight Skill Level: Beginner
Specialty: None
