DESTROYA

The young lad preferred to fight without weapons, armor, or companions? Well, Alastor was more than happy to oblige! If anything, it would just make the fight that much more raw and interesting. Pure skill versus skill. Well, that, and those longer teeth he saw the boy sporting in his maw. "As you wish," Alastor remarked, tossing his crown of holly to the side like a frisbee and popping the steel caps off the ends of his fangs. Lastly, he turned to the tiny penguin that had been following him since his trip up north and snarled at it. "Will you kindly go the fuck away?!" The penguin made a squeaking sound and waddled off, but only far enough to collect the wolf's discarded crown. Alastor rolled his eyes, then focused back on his opponent.

Already the other dire was charging full speed at him. He was like a bull fixated on a target, and Alastor aimed to use that to his advantage. He held his ground, muscles coiled and tensed, waiting for the right moment. Once the yearling was upon him, Alastor swung his body weight to his right, pivoting his body while his opponent's shoulder grazed across the broad side of his chest, moving like a matador would dodge an oncoming bull. Now positioned around the lad's left side, Alastor used his momentum to try to plow his body weight into the side of his opponent, aiming to try and throw him off balance so he could then wrap his forelegs over the other wolf's neck to grapple him.

Alastor vs Grimshaw for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: 1+ years
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Skills: Expert Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Bloodletter

"Alastor Mendacium"