Secret Youth [Deathbelle]

The two of them were going to attempt a lighthearted spar, the mere thought made Belle grin. She had been wondering what she was capable of in this state, and knowing he had to keep her safe would at least put Hari into a slight disadvantage. Not that it was going to outweigh her slowing form. She was only half way through, she still retained much of her movement. She was rewarded a smile as he thanked her for her words on his spiritual problem, she returned the expression as he shifted into position.

Deathbelle took the moments to fall into her defenses. He wasn’t going to go for anything too rough so he’d likely try and get control of her with a scruff grab. Belle raised her hackles and lowered her ears as she bent her joints low and balanced on her toes as her brother sprang into action. Belle danced with him, but wasn’t able to outmaneuver his attack. His arms were suddenly around her and his teeth at her scruff.

Belle squealed loudly, not out of pain but to hopefully put Hari off his attack. Belle snaked her head to the left, and made an attempt to snap at the thick fur on the left of Hari’s neck, at the same time she’d try and push her left shoulder against his chest and throw him off balance.


Harbringr vs Deathbelle for Spar
Round 1 of 2
Age: Over a year
Size: Large
Build: Light
Fight Skill Level: Advanced
Handicap: light/medium from pregnancy