Venom v Godbrand

Godbrand really wasn't ready to begin.

as he followed after his cousin, he looked uncertain. he'd never sparred another wolf before outside of casual playtime with Gimli. Beryl seemed too delicate to wrestle with. Ma was always looking after them and didn't have time to teach them a proper lesson. he only got bits of knowledge here and there. always stay balanced, never let your opponent topple you... plus, the throat was always to be protected. he didn't have formal training and he realized he may lose terribly.

"I guess" he huffed, trying to sound confident and cool but failing miserably. Venom 'unlocked' her quills, and he wondered with shock if they were poisonous. she looked like a small cactus. Godbrand didn't want to look at himself. he was average. he had nothing. nothing useful in a fight that is. the more he thought about it, the more he got depressed. he wished he had something special about him. as he tried to ready himself, he also tried to find a weak point on Venom. she didn't look like she had any, but he flung himself at her anyway.

racing toward the girl, he aimed a bite at her right ear. as of right now, they were roughly the same size. but that'd change in an instant as they got older. she'd dwarf him in comparison.