In the morning sun

Gabriel felt the pressure of claws - nevermind the fact that he didn't even realize wolves could possess claws like a cat, but the pressure intensified and the ivory wolf felt his body slip into an unbalanced tilt. He had allowed himself to be open with his offensive move with his sword - the weapon was powerful, but oftentimes hefty - and flesh and bone proved themselves to be swifter than the swipe of golden metal. He once again felt the hot breath of the larger wolf as he aimed to snap down on his scruff. Such a move would finish the spar entirely - Gabriel would no longer be able to maintain his own offensive if the man clutched his scruff. He'd already gotten him to stumble, his salmon eyes widening as he aimed to perform a gutsy but necessary move in that moment.

He aimed to sharply twist his forearm away from the claws of the Warlord, nevermind that it'd likely result in a few beads of blood. He was the type of wolf to chew himself out of a trap; memories of fighting endlessly with his brothers and sisters taught him to be relentless. If there was any chance of escaping to maintain his own standing, he'd take it. Gabriel then aimed to flip himself onto his back, hoping in that timeframe he'd shave off miliseconds from Sirius grabbing onto him. He then aimed to curl his back and punch his hind legs towards the dire's neck and chest in order to create distance, his sword held so that it'd protect at least the front of his throat.

Gabriel vs Sirius for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Gold, Double-Edged Sword
Defensive Battle Accessory: Santa Coat
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Intellectual

"Speech!"

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