You Only Get One First Impression

Was he... talking back to her?! At first she couldn't believe it since the only wolves that had ever tried to give her some kind of retort was her siblings, but even then they were all pretty similar minded so it wasn't like they had much to debate on besides the occasional insistence that they were the best of the litter. But this blue boy seemed to think he could go toe to toe with her and her wide eyed look of surprise quickly turned to a glaring scowl. Fine, sure maybe Aunt Resin did help train her father, but that didn't mean she was better. And she knew that she was the tallest of her sisters, but being big didn't always mean anything! She was about to make some comment about that when he questioned her expression and pointed out how no one had talked to her like that before as if he was reading her mind. That got her even more flustered and exasperated, her tawny brown and teal scruff puffing up with irritation.

At his obvious challenge she smirked and didn't bother responding, instead trying to get the element of surprise as she leapt right toward him to kick off their fight. She sprung forward to try and wrap her forelegs around his neck, hoping to use the momentum from her jump to knock him to the ground. Either way, she still used the claws on her back legs to grip into the sand more and help make her stance more sturdy. She wouldn't use the claws on her front paws just yet... that could be her secret weapon for later. She also reached forward to try and grab his scruff with her sharp puppy teeth so she'd have a better grip on him to keep him from getting away.

Briar Fatalis vs Artorias for Spar
Round 1/3
Age: Under 6 months
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Mutation 1: Antlers (small) - Offensive
Mutation 2: Feline claws - Offensive
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Beginner Healer
Specialty: N/A

Walk | "Talk" | think