>> above the stars. [Spar]

Quote:"Speech"

Thoughts

The large cat was difficult to miss, black and orange figure looming closer to the brute, large and overpowering in physique. His large self sent the black brute wolf in a state of momentary shock. He had heard the rumors of traveling big cats on the lands, wandering alone and in the shadows, seen by only a few. And yet here he was, standing in the very eye-line of a beast so much larger than himself. Silver optics widened significantly as the cat neared him, though the wolf quickly subsided back into a triggered sense of lust for sparing. Averting his gaze for a moment in order to keep kindness visible and at heart. Though shock still caused the brute to freeze in his step.

Auds peeled back as a smirk peeled across his maw. His vocals were deep, thunderous in tone, rolling over the still winds towards the tiger, "I have to say, i've heard the rumors though I haven't seen anyone like yourself till now." He looked over the tiger with a softer gaze, un-threatening and inviting though also still severe and jacked in tone. "With that said, it would be my pleasure to fight you." His smirk widened, the usually subsided brute who was more or less rude on occasion, was now a different wolf all together, now more eager than before to throw his best attacks forward.

As he prepared to the battle before him with such an unlikely opponent, he thought for a moment about how to set himself together. His paws planted firmly into the soft terrain, claws digging against the earth with sic a force in order to plant his paws into the ripped dirt, pulling weeds from their roots before standing still and wide, his chest parted and inflated as he breaths turned deeper and heavier, his dial lowered to shield his jugular and lower neck, tipping his nose down towards the earth and peering at his opponent through sharp silver eyes which are narrowed and protected, his auds peeled back against his skull. His thick, muscular neck tensed and arched over the top of his skull, pulling his maw towards his inflated chest, his haunches were braced behind him, a single hind leg pushed back and stiffened to prepare against fast charges. Stance remained wide and tense as he waited, a low snarl boiling in his chest, waiting to revive into the air, audible but buzzing like fly's incessantly.

HINGE VS. SKAELINGR

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Random Spar


Attacks - None.

Defenses - Head curled and neck tense. His muzzle is tucked against his chest to hide jugular and throat. He is positioned to face the opponent to absorb impact as best as possible. His stance is wide and stiff to give maximum impact cushioning. His chest is inflated to absorb impact as well. Eyes are drawn downward to shield and ears are pinned back to protect.