On my way

At least Úlfr was eager and unafraid to simply delve into things, which was a huge aspect of fighting. Sometimes hanging back and assessing the situation more carefully could be a good move, but usually you had to think fast and make decisions without much deliberation. He seemed to understand her warning, even though he held strong to his grip on her neck. Fortunately - at least for her - she did catch him off-guard, paws coming down hard on his shoulders in an attempt to gain control over him.

He reacted quickly, something she'd applaud him for, rolling over and turning around to face her again, setting his defenses as fluidly as any trained fighter would. She couldn't help but grin, proud of him. "Odin looks highly upon the brave. Fighting for a cause you believe in will surely earn his favor, whatever it is. Fighting for what you believe in, or fighting to protect someone even if it means sacrificing yourself - those things are brave." Her own culture was quite self-interested at its core, but not when it came to family. Ásvor would likely not recklessly fling herself into mortal danger for just any packmate, but for Valdis or Ulfr? Her life would be given gladly, ten times over if she could.

Before she could explain anything further, he charged at her, attacking straight on, mirroring her own movements in wrapping his paws around her neck. She underestimated his weight, nearly buckling under the force - wasn't he a small pup just yesterday? - though she tried to keep herself upright. His position left him vulnerable to an attack of her own though, and she tried to shift her smaller weight to grab hold of the scruff beneath his neck, where it met his shoulder.

Ásvor Finnvi vs Úlfr for Spar
Round 2 / 2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Medium
Build: Medium
Defensive Battle Accessory: Viking Helmet
Companion 1: Bush Viper, Female - Battle
Skills: Expert Healer & Intermediate Fighter
Specialty: N/A