SEVEN NATION ARMY

*Surreal* · 10-23-2013, 09:52 AM

Surreal

Surreal had been training. Hard, toned muscles rippled under her sleek pelt, all traces of puppy fat long burned away by growing up and hard work. She would be the best Beta Valhalla had ever known, second only to her own Uncle. He was her idol, the one she looked up to. Her mother, too, was someone she looked up to and wanted to emulate. And she would make damn sure that they survived this war to be with her as long as they could. She knew they wouldn?t live forever. No one did. But She wanted them to go, knowing the pack as safe. She was currently patrolling, taking in the scents and sounds. And then the wind brought a roar from Syrinx. A call to battle. Her paws were running before the call was done echoing through the land.

The fighting had broken out by the time she reached the area, and she dropped into her defenses, head aligning with her shoulders, chin tucking slightly, ears folding to lay flush with her fur, lessening the target. Paws fell into a ready, balanced stance, squarely settled, weight rocking slightly backward for frontal mobility, and added power for a charge if she made a first attack. Her tail dropped into position between her hocks, ready to be thrust any way she needed for added balance. She let the blank expression take over her face, as bodies twisted and fur flew about her. She spotted her cousin Caerul, facing off with a raven colored female. He could hold his own. A dark grey and black marked male was attacking one of the Seracians, and Surreal charged in, attempting to slam into the male, just as he reared up. If she hit, she would force her momentum upwards in an attempt to unbalance the male, and make an opening for Pontifex.

She aimed a snap for the male?s leg, aiming for the point just above the hock, hoping to latch on and pull him off balance, and maybe even damage his Achilles Tendon and cause him pain. Her ears continued to lay flat, eyes narrowed to protect them, neck scrunching to roll the skin and fur into a protective layer in case the male turned his attack to her instead. Her tail was thrust out, sweeping to follow her movements for balance, toes splaying and claws digging into the ground for traction and balance. Her hind legs were gathered beneath her haunches for pushing power and balance

Fight Stats

Surreal and Pontifex vs Jet for Maim(?)

Round: 1 of ???

Defenses: Beginning: Head aligned with shoulders, chin tucked to guard the throat, ears folding flush with her fur/neck to lessen the target size. Paws set into a squared, balanced stance, weight resting slightly on her hind legs for frontal maneuverability, and to give a charge extra strength. Tail unused as of yet. During Attack: Ears still pinned, neck scrunched to roll fur and scruff up over her neck, Eyes Narrowed for protection, Toes splaying, claws digging into the ground for traction and balance. Hind legs centered under her haunches for strength and balance, and tail thrusting out, sweeping for added balance.

Attacks: Charging into Jet as he rears up to attack Pontifex, with the intent of knocking him off balance. Attempting to bite and latch on around his hind leg, at the point above his hock joint, hoping to further unbalance him if the first attack lands, as well as possibly damaging the achilles tendon.

Injuries: None yet.

Out Of Character Notes: You have no clue how nervous I am. xD TALLY HO!

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