When we were young

Caelia seemed to accept his assertion that she could get training elsewhere thoughtfully, and he let it sit for now. Maybe soon he would invite her to the battlefield with him, so she would feel more comfortable with the whole idea of it. For now, though, just let it sit.

She wanted a spar too, and Artur flashed her a grim smile. Show her what he knew? "Its all about practice at this point," he assured her, standing and stretching before moving to the clear area their mother had used to train them in. "The more you fight, the more the basics we learned as pups become second nature, and the more you do the more you'll find a style that suits you." Anger burned in him that she had a mentor who had completely ignored that aspect of her training, but he put it aside. Deal with it later.

Squaring up with Caelia, he considered his options. He didn't want to go too hard on her when she was out of practice, but he wanted to push her to the limits of her abilities too, make her work for it. No one ever got better if they never had to try. Hold back enough to not discourage her, but not too much.

His defenses set, he dug his claws in, gave her a curt nod of warning, and then used that extra grip to throw himself forward at his smaller sibling. He aimed to slam chest-to-chest with her with the intention of throwing her back on her heels with his greater weight. His head turned towards his left as his jaws snapped as well, a solid bite aimed to grip the top of her muzzle between his jaws.


Artur vs Caelia for spar
Round 1/?
Age: 1+ years
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual