Morning Stretch

A male unknown to her would be the one to answer her call. An ivory brute that had been at the meeting and sat with her sister - this meant that he was a gamma here in Valhalla, didn't it? She would look the brute over as he politely bowed, speaking her name with a friendly way about him. Her first retort would have been questioning why he had her name and she didn't have his - but he would remedy that quickly, introducing himself before she could pry at him for it. "We haven't - it's a pleasure, really." They would solidify their meeting with a spar - when was the last time that the woman had been able to do that?

This would be a friendly fight, no maims, no serious injuries. They were around the same height from what she could tell, but she might have been a bit heavier despite her gender - meaning that she could do a bit more damage bruising and he would be more flexible. She would keep that in mind as she prepared for the fight - wondering whether he would be the first to throw himself into battle. He seemed to wait though, and Chrysanthe would smile, holding back a small chuckle. "Ladies first I suppose?" Oh what a gentleman. Shame that the only thing that she had learned in her fighting career was that nice guys finished last - and she was normally the nicer of the two when it came to her opponents.

She would align herself to try and face the brute head on. They had faced each other to speak, and she would not lose sight of his azure gaze. Her stance was squared, her weight equally balanced on all four of her paws. Her back legs were squared, her toes splayed and digging into the ground for traction, and her tail was level with her spine behind her, prepared to flag left or right to keep her balance. As she lowered her head to align with her spine, her eyes would narrow and ears pull back as she gave the brute the only warning that he would get before she threw herself forward. "Hope you're ready." Her jaws would remain agape after the statement - and she pushed herself at him, hoping to cover the ground that remained between them with as much speed and as few strides as she could manage.

If she could collect momentum, hopefully her attack would do a good amount of damage - as she would aim to throw her left shoulder into the center of the male's chest. Her shoulders were rolled forward to protect her neck as she did so, and her chin was tucked to protect her throat as well. Gaping jaws would snap, and she would aim to grab hold of the left side of Alpine's neck and swiftly twist her head left in order to try and grab his fur and flesh. She would aim for a grip, but not to break the skin as it was a spar - practice. She wanted to test how fast this male was and see what sort of retaliation he would throw at her. Whether or not she managed to grip the other lupine she would swipe her right paw at his left foreleg, hoping throw his balance off by forcing him to redistribute his balance to counter her attack to his left and then attempt uproot it at the same time.

defenses: weight evenly balanced, back legs squared, toes splayed, tail level with spine, head aligned with spine, eyes narrowed, ears pulled back, jaws agape, shoulders rolled, chin tucked
attacks: attacking Alpine's chest with her left shoulder, biting at the left side of his neck, swiping her right paw at his left leg in an attempt to throw him off balance
injuries: none

vs. Alpine for practice
Round one of two(?)