Tale of A Prodigal Son

She nodded as he answered, filing the thought away for the future. “We can always use hunters. Laisren’s been missing since before the volcano erupted, and Red, a newer member, Is the only one really pulling any weight. He’s been making snares and traps to help ease the strain and require fewer wolves.”

She flashed a toothy grin as he accepted, and as he set his defenses she watched, taking notes of how smoothly or not-so-smoothly he moved before she launched forward, aiming to close the distance hard and fast, not focusing on any one part of his body with her eyes.

She sought to come at the male head-on, ducking low at the least moment as she angled slightly to her right abruptly at the last stride, aiming to come to Domari’s left. Her head swooped down, jaws parting to aim for his left foreleg, below the ankle, wanting to snatch it in her teeth in a firm grasp, while seeking to keep her momentum. She hoped to capture the leg and drag it sharply backward and send Domari toppling face first with the momentum.

It was a move similar to what she’d pulled on Red, one that wouldn’t harm her sparring partner much. As she went, she sought to slam herself hard into Domari’s left shoulder with her right shoulder.

Aurielle Rhiannon Marie Adravendi vs Domari Xanilov for Test Spar
Round 1/3?
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Medium
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bladed leather bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather torso armor
Companion 1: Mountain lion, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Long upper canines - Offensive
Skills: Master Intellectual & Expert Fighter
Specialty: N/A

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think