Hanmel listened as if Sirius was the only things around. She payed no attention to the rustling winds or the birds overhead. He was all she could see and when given the opportunity to show what she knew, a smile graced her lips. I’ll make you proud, father. One thing the old man always told her was to never be overconfident in oneself. A wolf is to never know what tricks lay under their paws when faced with an opponent. The same shown here. New to the Armada, the Apprentice knew not what the male was trained in. Despite seeing him with a blade alone. The rest deemed to be an underlying mystery to unfold.
Neck circled to release any tension in the area there. Eyes straining solely on that of Sirius to not allow him any idea as to where she would attack first. Without hesitation, Mel launched herself forward. Though they were indeed two different sizes, him being far much larger, she took this into consideration. The mere false image was to take him head on. Jaws wide and ready to attack. However, Hanmel quickly shifted her body to the left and aimed to latch teeth onto the fleshy area of his back hind leg.
"Speech"
Hanmel vs Sirius for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over one
Size: Small
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Left leg strapped with a dagger
