You Only Get One First Impression

The looks on Briar's face were priceless, and Artorias could not bring himself to regret a single thing he'd said to cause them. Oh, he knew he was going to get scolded for sure if his parents ever found out, but he didn't care, he had defended his family's honor. Her gobsmacked expression shifted suddenly into a smirk, and Artorias recognized the look in her eyes. It was the same look Rudyard had whenever he thought he was going to get a sneak attack in on the blue-furred boy. Fortunately, Artorias had been mentally ready for a retaliation from Briar, and when she lunged at him, Artorias had been ready. He didn't move out of the way of her attack, instead bracing his paws on the sandy ground like he had been taught in training to intercept her pounce head-on. Both wolf pups were about the same size and weight, meaning he would have to outmaneuver her. Artorias folded his ears back against his skull, ducking his head down as he felt Briar's paws around his neck, and then using their close quarters he shot upward, aiming to bite at where her neck and shoulder met with needle-like puppy teeth before she could complete her grapple. He hoped to keep his stance stable so she couldn't drag or move him, but to also use her own momentum to carry through with his bite and drag her to the ground if he was able to get a hold of her.

Artorias vs Briar Fatalis for Spar
Round 1/3
Age: Under 6 months
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Beginner Navigator
Specialty: N/A