Morning Stretch

His eyes would appraise her, he too would notice the similarities in height and build, add in his lack of practice of late and to be honest, it didn't look well for him. All the same a smile would graze his lips, knowing he wasn't in it for the winning but or the fin, the practice and even to get to know this wolf to whom he could associate a name and a face but not a personality. ?Of course? he would venture, nodding his head towards her at his words and dropping a light wink over azure eyes.


It would seem the pleasantries where over as he watched her align herself, square her settling into stability and balance. He was so intent upon the placing of her paws eyeing them for weakness even as he assessed his own grip against the earth, clenching toes and legs to feel the looseness of his muscles, the balance of his own weight that he almost missed the sign within her eyes, they narrowed upon him as through aligning him also perfectly into her view, the twitching of her ears caught his focus and the tension of her muscles barely perceptible within her mass of fur told him all he needed to know. He flattened his own ear back against his skull to lower their availability as a target, his tail flared out behind him as an extra ounce of balance.


Her paws ate away at the distance between them in a few long strides, he had to swallow back his own retort at her baiting, knowing the words I was born ready where worthless now. He would flatten himself to the ground, his already carefully balanced weight reacting easily and fluidly to the small movement as he pushed all grip into the earth. The weight of the shoulder would collide against his own shoulder, the meat of his chest moved lower than her original anticipation. He would feel the force of her momentum drive into him and have the most fleeting wonder if standstill and weight had been his best tactic against this weightier foe. It would be far too late for doubts. He knew he would be in for bruising later, but the impact of their shoulders was against taunt muscle and bone, had it been the chest the wind would have been knocked from his body. The gaping jaws and tucked head would aim for his neck, and he would toss his own head to collide with her muzzle, the side of his head too large to fit between teeth he would aim to smack it against her muzzle to not only stop her from her pursuit of his neck but hopefully damage or hurt her jaw. As she raised her paw to swipe at him he would shove all of his weight into his fore-paws pushing his shoulders hard against her where they already met in an attempt to throw her weight and loosen her stability of the attack and its momentum towards his leg, the attack would still land, since his move was to throw his weight forward his paws stayed within reach. Since she couldn't reach the underside of his knee cap and his weight was so well lowered it would not shake him.


Defenses: Low to the ground, weight spread out against him, paws digging into the ground, ears flat against his skull. Tossing his head against hers to put his head in the way of her jaws and his neck.


Attacks: Smacking his head against her muzzle, throw his weight forward and into her to threaten her stability


Injuries: Bruised shoulder from her shoulder, her swipe connects (But couldn't see mention of claws) so no real injury from it, just more bruising.


ROUND 1 of 2 FOR FIGHT