Gimli vs Pesto (warrior training)

Pestilence moved along with her sparring partner when it was their turn, placing herself not too far away from him so that neither pup had to sprint to reach their opponent. Gimli was a child she'd had little experience with, though he was a Klein and that in itself earned him enough respect from her. In truth Pesto thought he was very lucky to have the empire's name without Abraxas' to muddle it. He looked a little awkward where he stood, and as his voice reached her asking who'd start she took a moment to think about it. Pestilence never liked to go first, it was easier to react to your opponent then it was to skillfully attack them. However she did want the smaller boy to be comfortable, and perhaps he'd lose some of his awkwardness if she initiated things so he could move off instinct. "I'll start, if you don't mind." The princess gave him a smile, and then readied herself for their match.

From her usual proud stance she shifted lower, ducking her head between her shoulders and spreading her legs for traction. Her tail flagged behind her to assist in her movement and balance, and her ears pulled backwards to protect themselves from roaming teeth. Gimli was smaller then her so perhaps the latter was a little unnecessary, though Pesto wanted to ensure she practiced the proper way - uncle Hari was watching, after all. Once the boy also appeared ready, Pestilence darted forward. She closed the distance between them quickly, jaws parting and reaching forward to aim to grab him upon the scruff.