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I Found It! It's My Stick!

Morendo & Orthrus Fighting Seasonal



Morendo

Loner

Advanced Fighter (90)

Advanced Intellectual (75)

age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
43
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
41
player

Pride - Gay
08-08-2022, 10:21 PM

Morendo didn't usually like spars or fighting with other wolves and he especially didn't like formal training involving those things, but this was far enough outside of that norm and used a bit of creativity so he actually found it pretty fun. With all the rain pouring around them the ground was pretty muddy so it was absolutely no surprise to him when Strix kicked off to begin their fight and mud flung everywhere from the movement, splattering mud across his forelegs in the process. He would most certainly need to bathe when they got back to the compound. When Strix went to swing the stick he was holding toward his front legs, Morendo quickly turned his head and stuck his own makeshift weapon in the way, deflecting the blow and causing the stick to glance off of it in the process.

The only real downside to the maneuver was that when he stuck his stick down in front of Strix's attempted blow, he misjudged how long his stick-sword was and he ended up jabbing the end of it into the ground in front of him. Morendo went to make another swing of his stick and was stopped short, getting jarred by the unexpected stop his movement was forced to do. He blinked with surprise—and against the rain that was pelting his face—and gave a jerk of his head to pull it free. The big downside to that maneuver, however, was the fact that a clump of mud got stuck to the end of the stick and when he pulled it free the mud went flying... and landed right onto his face. Morendo sputtered and dropped his "weapon", shaking his head to shake off the clump of mud with a huff. Maybe sticks weren't the way to go for fighting implements after all—especially not in the middle of a rain storm.

After he wiped the mud off of his face and out of his eyes with his paw, he scoffed a little at himself and shook his head. "Maybe fighting in a mud puddle is a bad idea," he muttered with a little chuckle, abandoning the makeshift battlefield in favor of heading back to the island so they could get cleaned up and dried off.

WC: 375
Total: 1553 / 1500

"Morendo Klein"