Pyralis vs Felicien
05-07-2019, 12:18 PM
He had lost his last match and honestly the old mercenary wasn’t feeling very confident in continuing in the tournament. He was past his prime, he tsked to himself, and these younger wolves had a fair better chance in winning than he. But did that mean Félicien was going to walk away just yet? No. He might have been old, he might have been half blind, but the man was not one to walk away and lie down quietly. It wasn’t his style. Féli was quiet once he made his way to his next match. His expression was stony, cold eyes shifting over those present. At last a coydog stopped before him and another, choosing them as the next combatants. So be it. It was time. Once he moved into the ring he turned to face his opponent. A silent nod was given to her as well, or at least that was what he assumed her movement had been, as a form of good sportsmanship. He set his defenses and silently cursed his waning eyesight. Relying on his instincts and what he could make out was going to make this fight harder for him. Heck, he wasn’t even aware of the woman having a companion with her. Félicien readied himself for the woman’s barrage of attacks. Though it was dangerous to let her close the distance so painfully close he allowed her to do just that. It was only once his opponent was about to make contact that the male shifted at all. He shifted to his left, side stepping just enough to throw off an anticipated shoulder slam. It was a common tactic wolves used in battle after all. The female’s left shoulder point would miss its intended target and instead hit air on Félicien’s right side. Momentum, however, carried the female into him regardless and Félicien compromised with a step backward before he shifted his weight more evenly across all his limbs to prevent being bowled over. As for the female’s paw stomp she managed to miss a majority of the male thanks to his own movement -- but it wasn’t enough. Pain flared up on the outer two toes of Félicien’s right forepaw as his opponent’s left one met some of their mark. He could feel them burning with pain… he’d have to be careful and perhaps even favor that leg a bit if he was to try and avoid further damage to the toes. Felicien lowered his head as his opponent attempted her bite. This alone displaced her positioning and her jaws instead fell further up his neck. Her lower jaw fell behind his cheekbone whereas her upper one managed to fall further up behind the area of his left ear. He felt a stab of pain as her fangs sunk in, drawing blood and succeeding into a moderate bite that, should he not act wisely, could potentially turn into one far worse. Féli reacted in that next moment, pushing his strength forward with his back legs as he attempted to shove his slightly larger body into hers. In that same move he attempted to lift his left forepaw and hook it around his opponent’s right foreleg and yank it towards him so that she might lose her balance and fall prey to his shove. Then, shifting his head to the right slightly, Félicien attempted to bite down in that area between his opponent’s left foreleg and chest. His lower jaw aimed to lay across the underside whereas his upper jaw, if placed as he desired, would lay across her left foreleg before he clamped his jaws down and continued with his attempted push. The angle wasn’t ideal, as it gave his opponent easier access to his neck, but Féli was gambling on the fact he might be able to shove her over and gain an upper paw. Félicien versus Pyralis for Tournament Spar Round: 1/2 Size: Extra Large Build: Heavy Offensive Accessory: -- Defensive Accessory: -- Companion 1: -- Companion 2: -- Mutation: Disability: Partial Blindness Fight Skill Level: Beginner Specialty: N/A |
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