Let's get ready to rumble!

Lúta smiled at the boy's reaction and she resisted the urge to giggle. She wasn't terribly unfamiliar with this reaction. Wolves in her homeland rarely looked like her so she knew she could be a bit different to look at.

"It's nice to meet you Tyrian, my name is Lúta." He seemed a sweet boy and she was curious to see how he fought. His saber fangs did not go unnoticed, nor did the build of his paws. She was willing to bet they hid claws like her own. She quickly set her defenses and then burst forward straight toward the young man. Her head angled up as she sought to catch the underside of his neck in her jaws, close toward the corner of the boys jaw. She hoped to gain a hold but not enough to choke him. At the same time her jaws shot forward her weight shifted to her hind legs as she lifted both her front legs. Her left forepaw sought to dig claws into his right elbow while her right forepaw attempted to land on top of his left forepaw and pin it in place with her claws out.

Lúta Hoskuldr vs Tyrian for Spar
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Skills: Beginner Healer & Expert Fighter
Specialty: N/A