People-pleasing planet

When she caught him by the paw, another guileless laugh bubbled up from her throat and caught her by surprise. All of her scrapping so far had been between her siblings or lessons with parents. This was her first true fight where she'd test her mettle against a stranger and she found his energy infectious. There she is, the fighter. His words provoked the exact reaction he desired and Lore had a feeling he was used to speaking things into being, that maybe he had a way with words. She was perceptive, but not enough to resist falling under his spell. Like a girl giddy at her first co-ed dance, she was relishing in the heart-pounding adrenaline of sharing close quarters with someone new - uncharted territory.

The anxiety that usually panged her was still there, but it was taking a backseat. A muted buzz versus its typical loud drone. She felt him stagger and a bright spear of triumph pierced her heart. Abraxas was guiding her name true. Was it really like her mother said - if she followed Him, gave herself up to His power, she could accomplish anything? Lore turned bold, and when she angled her gaze up at him when he slung a forearm over her shoulder, her eyes were glittering. She nibbled a bit between his toes - nothing sharp, more of a tickle in the way her mother sometimes groomed her paws too thoroughly at Lore's protest. There was a strange moment when she felt like she wanted this to last forever: his weight bearing down on her, the possibility of her spilling his blood, all hanging in one precarious second. Anything could happen.

He succeeded and tucked himself over her, his superior weight making her grunt and gasp in surprise, immediately losing grasp of his paw. Lore stumbled beneath him but then decided the path of least resistance would be to drop down entirely. She dropped down into a play bow until essentially her rear end was pressing up into his chest from beneath and her shoulders and head were close to the ground between his back legs. With another little laugh, she wagged her tail furiously to try and tickle his nose.

Lore vs Ludovic for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: Under 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Light
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Advanced Healer

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