Fight Me

Artorias grinned when Briar returned the taunt to him with the pet name she had called him since the day they had met as puppies. Her teasing and her nickname for him had been one of the earliest things that endeared him to her, even if he had made a fuss about them to begin with. As he charged her, he felt his chest connect with Briar's, his tackle making contact and his paws managing to secure the grapple he had been looking for. But it had all been a part of what Briar had wanted him to do. No sooner had he grabbed her, he felt Briar kick her powerful hind legs off the ground, sending them both tumbling backwards as he had been less than balanced on his two hind legs alone. Artorias gave a cry of surprise as both wolves went tumbling heads over paws, rolling about the padded arena of the dojo. Eventually their scuffle ended when Artorias had landed on the flat of his back and Briar had secured her opening, landing on top of him so they were lying chest to chest.

The sound of Briar's growl snapped Artorias' focus to her, keen amber eyes spotting her parted jaws lunging for his exposed throat. Even with his augmented perception and reaction times, there was no chance for Artorias to do anything to block or stop Briar's attack in such close proximity. He felt the sharp drag of his wife's fangs through his thick fur as her jaws sealed around his throat, not really biting down on him, but applying pressure to the most vulnerable part of him. Artorias gave a choking gasp at the sensation of her jaws squeezing around his throat—no wolf had ever been able to get their jaws around his neck like this before, even during a sparring match!—and his initial instinct was to yield to her and concede defeat. However, he knew Briar wouldn't try to hurt him, and he knew she was looking for a fight to vent out those emotions going wild inside of her. So Artorias did what he would have never done in a situation like this—he fought back.

Even with Briar's jaws around his throat, Artorias snarled in response, fiery eyes blazing as he gazed into Briar's burning turquoise pools. She had a solid stance over him, her back paws on either side of his waist and her forepaws pressing into his shoulders, but Briar had a significant weight and size disadvantage against him that he hoped to leverage against her. Knowing that she wouldn't bite down on him, Artorias instead aimed to bring his giant forepaws up to press to his mate's chest and coiled his hind legs up to aim to press into her lower belly. He then began to push with all his strength, seeking to use his greater size and strength to topple Briar off balance and reverse their pin. Even with her jaws around his neck, he wasn't going to give up when he knew she wanted this fight, and this was his last ditch effort to try and get some sort of advantage over her.

Artorias vs Briar for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: 1+ years
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Damascus steel sword
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced leather cuirass
Companion 1: Common raven, Male - Flying - Boosted
Companion 2: Silver cross fox - Battle - Boosted
*Companion 3: Common raven, Female - Flying
Mutation 1: Stronger teeth and jaws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Thicker fur - Defensive
Mutation 3: Enhanced vision - Perception
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator
Specialty: Knight or Fleet-footed

"Artorias Carpathius"