The moon will witness our dance tonight
Summer Fighting prompt with Askan
11-02-2020, 07:12 PM
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The pair weaved and darted around one another, testing one another's defences as their shadows did the same. Long and stretched out on the grass like separate entities with their own thoughts and actions. Their fighting styles were quite different, Askan tended to brute force his way through, to be direct in his words and actions. But Eir was swift and certain, her movements like a dancers. But this time instead of darting away she changed direction, switching things up so that even if Askan's hit landed he'd end up donking himself on the nose in the process. Clever. He'd never thought of shifting like that in a fight, turning his enemies strength against them. Very clever indeed.
Well two could play at that game. She went to grab at him and he ducked beneath her grasp, easily managed since he was already a few inches shorter than her. He wasn't quite as fast on his feet, his legs too short and stocky, but he put some real kick into it as he went to ram his head into her ribs. Like the mountain goats that used to clamber around his homeland. It was hardly a standard attack, more risky than it was worth but it was a sharp impulse he hadn't been able to resist. And for added bonus he doubted it was something she'd be able to see coming either, and surely that was half of the battle. Of taking his opponent by surprise and hitting them hard where they least expected it. He hadn't really been paying attention-and really should have- but the pair were slowly inching closer to the cliffs edge. With one misstep they'd be sent tumbling down into the waves below, the sort of fall a wolf couldn't possibly survive.
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The pair weaved and darted around one another, testing one another's defences as their shadows did the same. Long and stretched out on the grass like separate entities with their own thoughts and actions. Their fighting styles were quite different, Askan tended to brute force his way through, to be direct in his words and actions. But Eir was swift and certain, her movements like a dancers. But this time instead of darting away she changed direction, switching things up so that even if Askan's hit landed he'd end up donking himself on the nose in the process. Clever. He'd never thought of shifting like that in a fight, turning his enemies strength against them. Very clever indeed.
Well two could play at that game. She went to grab at him and he ducked beneath her grasp, easily managed since he was already a few inches shorter than her. He wasn't quite as fast on his feet, his legs too short and stocky, but he put some real kick into it as he went to ram his head into her ribs. Like the mountain goats that used to clamber around his homeland. It was hardly a standard attack, more risky than it was worth but it was a sharp impulse he hadn't been able to resist. And for added bonus he doubted it was something she'd be able to see coming either, and surely that was half of the battle. Of taking his opponent by surprise and hitting them hard where they least expected it. He hadn't really been paying attention-and really should have- but the pair were slowly inching closer to the cliffs edge. With one misstep they'd be sent tumbling down into the waves below, the sort of fall a wolf couldn't possibly survive.
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