a kiss with a fist

They had walked together to the battlefield, the alabaster Male fulfilling his promise to assess her and she was insistent on doing it now rather than later despite her wounds. Against his better judgment and protests to wait until she was fully healed, she had convinced him. And she didn't have to work hard for that. He just simply couldn't say no to her. He insisted on using no companions, no armor, no weapons. Just a one on one fight between the two of them. He had no plans to harm her and thought about pulling punches to spare her any extra pain should he end up jarring her wounds too much, would she protest to that though? He wasn't sure. What he was sure of was that she was a capable fighter, and he had no doubt she could hold her own.

She broke away from him before facing him, his alabaster angel giving him the first move. With a playful smirk, he lashed his tail and settled into his defenses, crimson gaze never leaving hers. "As you wish," He would wait a moment for her to ready herself, and once she was prepared he would launch himself forward. He sought to come at her head on, chest out with the intent of crashing his weight into her and perhaps knocking her flat on her back. Simultaneously, the alabaster king would seek to reach for her scruff with the intention of grabbing and maybe lifting her off the ground to help send her skyward (though not too hard since he didn't want to hurt her too much).

Acere Praetor vs Heloise for spar
Round 1/2
Age: over 1yr
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Fight Skill Level: Master
Specialty: Knight

"Speech"