Draw Your Sword!
Taliesyn
Master Fighter (240)
Intermediate Intellectual (45)
13 Years
Male
163
BrienaSkysong
The stallion smiled, backing several steps away as she did. He didn’t bother to really set his defenses—with him being so tall, there was little way of guarding his belly. But he had ways around that little issue.
She didn’t go for his belly, though, instead arrowing for his lefty hind leg. The stallion countered swiftly, that hind leg snapping up and aiming to clip the young wolf under the jaw with the front of his fetlock even as his other hind hoof propelled him forward into a leap as Wangui dropped from his back, aiming to land on Maeva’s back and grab her by the ears.
Isolde circled above, patiently waiting for a moment to harry or distract the young wolf as Taliesyn sought to wheel and playfully strike at the girl’s rump with a swat of his horn, aiming to smack the flat of it over her left hip, a chuckle escaping him from the sheer pleasure of dancing with a youngling again.
Taliesyn Trystan Tempestien vs Maeva Adravendi for Spar
Note: Fetlock
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think |