Aptitude test

Thankfully, Venom's jaws around the side of his face weren't clamping down on him hard or trying to inflict any real damage, otherwise he'd have been afraid of the smaller fae taking out his eye or leaving some seriously nasty scars. In this one attack alone, Maverick was really seeing just how aggressive Venom was when it came to combat. Not that he had doubted her skills or the rumors, but hot damn, the woman had spirit! As son as Maverick's arm went around her back, he felt Venom's muscles tense, raising her hackles and bristling her fur, and he knew what was coming. He slid his foreleg down the curve of her back just enough to narrowly avoid those spiny quills from pricking him, managing to get his grapple on her. Unfortunately for him, this seemed to be exactly what Venom had wanted, for as soon as he got a hold of her, he felt her jaws release his face. It was then that he knew he had fucked up.

No sooner had he gotten his foreleg around Venom's sides with his claws gripping into her skin and fur, the Empress also made to wrap her slender arms around his neck. In his current position, the dire brute had no hope to try to stop her or avoid the grapple, and before he knew it, Venom was hanging off of him, using her full weight to pull him forward and topple him. On only three legs, Mav was effectively just holding on to the svelte fae while she threw herself back and let gravity do the rest. "Whoa!" Mav cried out in surprise as he went tumbling forward, trying to brace himself and catch himself mid-fall to prevent being taken down to the ground along with her.

Maverick vs Venom for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: 1+ years
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked leather bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Ballistic canine vest
Companion 1: Northern Sparrowhawk, Female - Flying
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Intermediate Navigator

"Maverick"