You're Gonna Go Far, Kid

She danced away from his first attack, and he skidded to a stop. Looking up at the taller wolf with a speculative look. She wanted to see what he had, right? He let his wings drift closer to his side for a moment, and a pinched look came over his face as he reset his defences. Sometimes it was hard to remember all these different body parts and what they were supposed to be doing.

Attempting to do so without warning, he leapt forward suddenly again. This time he launched himself full force towards her, and flipped his wings out as he approached. As he reached her he attempted to clap his wings together above his head, in an attempt to smack them against her head to confuse or distract her. Or at least keep her from seeing the rest of him. Then he attempted to grab at her knee with his teeth.


"Wylan Fatalis"