Coming Together (Tortuga Event)

Ritsuka would give a small nod as Misha passed the first move back to him. Honestly he hoped not to scare her with this spar... Or intimidate her. That was definitely not his goal in this at all. The male would spring forward, ears pressed flat to his skull and eyes narrowed into slits. Legs would carry him forward, head kept aligned with his spine, chin tipped downward slightly to protect his throat, and tail neatly tucked. Neck remained scrunched slightly, shoulders rolled to a more forward position as he propelled himself forward. Paws would land upon the earth, claws digging in to help send him forward. He would seem to head straight on before fainting to the right, Misha?s left, and spinning around hard so that he would come to face her shoulder.

Hackles raised, jaw unhinging as he prepared to strike. He honestly hoped that he wouldn?t scare her too badly with his attack, but he had faith that the young fae would be able to handle herself. Her potential would come out... He was sure of it. Legs would bend before Ritsuka made a lunge at the fae. He was a bit bigger, and using that as an advantage he would reach for her scruff for a small hold. The focus of the lesson was more on defenses rather than attacks... so the damage caused from the grip he aimed to get would be of the minor sort.

While he focused his jaws upon her scruff Ritsuka would swipe his his left front paw towards Misha?s left front ankle in an attempt to sweep the leg from under her. Should the swipe succeed Ritsuka would push forward, aiming to throw his weight into Misha?s side and try to barrel her over. If the swipe failed, he would plant his paws upon the ground, stance widened enough to evenly distribute his weight, and push in a backward motion, attempting to maneuver backwards and drag the fae with him as another attempt at off balancing her.


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