Build Me Up, Make Me Stronger

Stolas did not have the fighting experience many of his other siblings had. It could have been called laziness or perhaps a lack of enthusiasm for the art of war. Whatever it was, it meant he was at a disadvantage against Seere, whether he realized it or not. He had not expected his initial attack to land. That would have ended the fight far too soon. Instead of making any contact with Seere, Stolas' jaws snapped down on nothing but air. Gray eyes blinked in surprise. Sure, his sister was small, but she was not that small! Glancing down, Stolas noted his sister was not there, and looking to his right side he saw her rolling back to her paws, completely unscathed. He gave a wry smirk to her and pivoted on his paws, facing off against Seere once more.

Stolas shifted his weight, then lunged for Seere once more. This time though, Stolas changed up his tactics. With his bracers protecting his forelegs, the lanky dire wolf boy was able to throw himself into a slide, aiming low to try and sweep Seere off her feet, or at the very least prevent her from trying to duck out of the way again. With his larger frame and longer legs, Seere would have a much harder time trying to avoid him when she would not be able to simply duck out of the way this time.

WC: 236
Total: 1372 / 1500

"Stolas Abraxas-Destruction"