Give it your best

He was well mannered. His polite speech had Bellamy quirk a brow; of course she tended to be more on the vulgar side so it’d only be natural that she would find his pleasantries strange. Still… Bells made an attempt at trying to mimic it. “Bellamy.” She mimicked his head movement. It was… strange. Was it meant to be a show of respect or something? She didn’t understand, but Whiskers chuckled goodnaturedly as she set up her own defenses.

“Now there’s a man who knows how to hold himself. Take note, Bells.” The badger’s voice was light. Though her species could be known to be fierce, and sure enough the badger could be if it was called for, she certainly didn’t present herself as some brute. No, something akin to a kickass older lady was more Whisker’s style.

Bellamy did her best to brace herself. She fluffed up her fur under her snow leopard cape, narrowed her eyes, and pinned her ears back instinctively. The battle reflex had her stance widened so that her limbs were spread out to distribute her weight evenly across all four limbs. It was time.

The man moved to close the distance between them. Whiskers moved like a shot fired off from Bells side, pivoting to Bellamy’s right, Eraithus’ left while he closed in. Bellamy’s nostrils flared, eyes flashing with the desire for battle as it almost felt like time slowed. The moment the man was close enough, having moved to his right in order to attempt his attack on Bellamy’s left side, the woman shifted as well. A small hop to Bellamy’s own right, just as Whiskers shifted in front of her, was her attempt at throwing off the male’s attack. That much succeeded as Eriathus’ left shoulder blade grazed over the bone of her own left shoulder; something that would give a smarting bruise later. Nothing Bellamy couldn’t handle; bruises were nothing.

More troublesome, however, as his jaws. His upper jaw found purchase over the meaty flesh of the middle of her shoulder as his lower jaw laid across the left half of her chest. She could feel his teeth get past fur and tear into flesh. Blood welled from the wounds, nothing too severe yet, but this was practice… friendly… she had to remind herself of that.

Whiskers was the first to make a move on the male as she lunged for his left foreleg. With her jaws open she sought to land her bite about two inches above his ankle; again, the intent was not to severely injure him after all! With how her head was tilted to her own left it’d place the angle of her attack with her upper jaw laying across the front of his leg and her lower jaw across the back of the foreleg. She wanted to not only attempt her bite but one she could gain a hold as well.

Bellamy on the other paw sought to use the lower position of her opponents head as an opportunity to strike. Bells angled her head to the left as well and attempted to clamp her jaws down on Eraithus’ ruff in an effort to try to gain control of his head. Her upper jaws aimed to lay across the right side of his neck with her tongue brushing over what would be the nape of his neck and lower jaw across the left side of Erin’s neck. She made sure that even as her body shifted she added a bit more weight to her right side in case Eriathus thought to try and topple her.

No way was she going down.

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Bellamy Of Foi
vs Eraithus for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over One Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: N/A {for this fight}
Defensive Battle Accessory: Snow leopard cape
Companion 1: N/A {for this Fight}
Companion 2: American Badger, Female - Battle
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Beginner Intellectual
Specialty: N/A