just like a one winged duck

Tyrian was strong, and Pestilence suddenly regretted not eyeing him up better before he had the chance to initiate. He was heavier then he looked and was using that extra weight to overpower her. When his second arm came up and over Pesto was brought into a very tight bear hug, feeling herself stumble slightly as she struggled to maintain her balance under his weight.

He was polite in not using his teeth and damnit, Pesto was determined to return the favor if only so if she did win, that he couldn't claim she'd tried harder then he had. If this was to be a bout of strength she would channel all she had, throwing her paw over in an attempt to match his hug, and begging every muscle in her body to outlast his. Her head craned forward, almost leaning on his neck as she aimed to drive more weight into the grapple. One of them was ending up on the ground and if it was her, she knew she'd never forgive herself.

Pestilence Klein - Abraxas vs Tyrian for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Sharpened claw covers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather bracers
Companion 1: Red-handed howler monkey, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Saw-scaled viper, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Expert Intellectual
Specialty: Marauder (N/A)