The Dancing Queen

*Falk* · 05-12-2014, 07:07 PM

The Armada was glad to see that his sudden appearance was welcome. He was certain Surreal had talked all about him, but he was certainly curious what she had said. All good things, he hoped. Falk simply nodded in reply to Enari's question, her grin mirrored on his muzzle. Then he watched as she transformed from warm, welcoming Erani to a wolf that he couldn't doubt was the queen of a pack as large as Valhalla. Falk's gaze widened slightly, wondering what he had gotten himself into for a moment. But after a beat he brushed off his nerves and went to settle into his defenses. Queen and mother of the fea he loved or not, fighting was the one thing he felt completely comfortable doing. He just needed to focus on the task at hand.

He smoothed his expression as well, narrowing his eyes as he spaced his paws evenly under him. His ears flattened back against his skull and his tail went straight out behind him, level with his spine. His shoulders rolled forward, his scruff bunching up to protect his neck, while his chin tucked down over his throat to protect it and his toes spread to add to his stable balance. Just as he got his defenses set, Erani would bark a single word, signaling for him to make the first move in their spar.

Willingly obliging, he launched his large form forward, his claws digging into the soil for traction. He tried to use the three inches of height he had on her to his advantage by lowering his left shoulder as he moved so that it was level with her chest, hoping to hit her chest to push her off balance. If he was successful then he would push up with those extra three inches, wanting to lift her off her forepaws to unbalance her even more. Whether he was successful with his blow to her chest or not, he would curve his neck down, wanting to clamp on to the upper part of her left foreleg. He wouldn't bite hard enough to break skin, but he would pull his head to the side, hoping to pull her off her feet and possibly cause some light scratching at most.

ROUND: 1 of 2

DEFENSES: Evenly spread paws, narrowed eyes, folded back ears, tail out for balance, toes spread, claws dug in, shoulders rolled forward, scruff bunched, and chin tucked

ATTACKS: Launched himself toward her, aiming to hit his shoulder into her chest, wanting to push her up with his shoulder to lift her off her forepaws, and aiming to grab her upper left foreleg with his jaws to finish pulling her off her paws.

ooc note: 2 rounds it is if that's alright with you! Also, pretty sure the spar starts with the first attack so your reply would still need to be 1 of 2, just fyi

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