ardent

rough & tumble



Drashiel

Loner

age
2 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Large
build
-
posts
186
player
03-26-2014, 06:10 PM (This post was last modified: 03-27-2014, 06:37 PM by Drashiel.)
ooc: ok that works for me and sure I'll take a crack at first move xD
EDIT: got permission from Andy to add in the round number and speech colors







Drashiel grinned at the childish nickname that Kyarst had first bestowed on him, a nickname that had quickly gained favor. Though the grin wasn't just for that. Kyarst had indeed grown and even his voice was beginning to deepen. Where had all the time gone? His paws crunched along the frost as he stepped forward, pausing for a moment to take in the form of his brother, the young wolf still lanky from his rapid growth, sun gleaming off a coat that harkened right back to Sendoa.


"I'm bored. D'you wanna spar?


Drashiel's head titled to the side. Kyarst wanted to spar with him? The young pup was growing that was for sure but Drashiel was still a fair bit older and bigger. Still, though? was this not exactly what he wanted? He'd been aching, literally aching to test his skills against another wolf. He'd learned the basics briefly from Roman before she'd left and he watched his father and Artemis fight but beyond that he was quite clueless. He needed to start learning and now. Drashiel would need to learn to fight wolves of all sizes, for surely their battle techniques would be tailored for their size and build.


Tail wagging he walked to face Kyarst directly. "Sure! Why not." Fur frizzed and hackles raised as the young lad's ears flattened against his head as he'd seen his father do as he defended Glaciem. Drashiel's legs bent, muscles coiled as his maw parted. Toes splayed as he vaulted himself across the terra toward his younger brother, straight on but a little to the right (Kyarst's left).


Drashiel aimed to close the distance between the two boys, his head snaking to the left jaws seeking Kyarst's scruff. Drashiel also reached out his right front leg to try and drape it over Kyarst's upper back, his left front leg seeking to wrap around Kyarst's upper chest right below the base of his neck. The goal of each of these moves was simply to grab his little brother and use his greater weight to tackle Kyarst to the ground.


Round 1 of 2


"Speech"