They fall in line, One at a time, Ready to play
No time to lose, We've got to move, Steady your hand
Sirius didn’t rise to the slur. Some in the Klein family where worse than others, and he was accustomed to treatment suited to his rank - that of slave. Instead, he looked to the shorter man placidly, his only weariness in the thought of sparring with one of his betters. “Then I obey your wishes” Sirius agreed, not that his response mattered an iota, Rosemary was already lunging at the Titan.
Sirius braced himself for the onslaught of his opponent, turning his head at the last moment, so that Rosemary's jaws might fall upon the scruff to the side of neck, rather then his throat itself. As the battle began in earnest, the cry of a culture sounded from above them, as Marshall circled the fighting warriors, looking for a chance to enter into the combat if his master needed him.
Even with part of his neck caught, the large beast had room to turn his head back to the man, and attempted to scrap his elongated fangs against the man's cheek. He held back a little barely wishing to draw blood, in case he incurred the wrath of the other wolf.
Sirius versus Rosemary for Spar
Round One of Two
Size: Dire Wolf
Build: Medium
Companion: Extra large companion, Battle Vulture
Mutation: Fangs
Fight Skill Level: Novice
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