when he takes your throne
05-13-2014, 10:07 AM
Blood lust wasn't what brought the princess out to the battlefield today. No, for her it was her constant drive to improve herself and her skills. The bloodied hills of the battlefield had become familiar territory, the rusty stains no longer jarring her. Her silvery paws carried her calmly across the empty lands as she searched for someone to spar with. The battlefield seemed to be sadly empty today... that was until her gaze landed on a pale form in the distance. A smirk touched her muzzle and she changed her course to head toward the male, wondering if he might be up for a spar. As Athena got closer, she saw that the male was already bristling and had his defenses in place. She came to a stop a few feet away from him, chuckling softly. "New to the battlefield, hm?" she joked. It wasn't the first time she had seen a wolf affected by the bloodied field. It was easily overwhelming if one wasn't used to it. None of the less, she went on, "Well, lets not let those defenses of yours go to waste. I spar, that's all I want." She quickly set her own defenses, settling into the all too familiar motions. Her ears folded back against her head, her emerald and ruby gaze narrowing to slits, and her tail curling under her to keep any of these from becoming easy targets. She set her paws evenly beneath her, her toes spreading and claws digging into the soil under paw to help her balance. She kept her muscles tensed and ready to move at a moments notice. Finally, her shoulders rolled forward and her scruff bunched and bristled to protect her neck. All of this took only moments and then she was ready to fight. With teeth bared, she sent herself into motion, closing the distance between them with a few long strides. She had sized him up, seeing that they were very close in height. She stood only a hair taller than him, but his build was more stocky than hers so she looked forward to a fairly even fight. She hoped her lighter build and swift movements could be an advantages. She curved her movement to his left, aiming to hit her left shoulder against his, aiming to knock him off balance a bit. She snapped her jaws at his side, hoping to scrape the skin just behind his leg with her fangs and cause bleeding and irritation there. Nothing serious, but enough, she hoped, to slow him down and make it more painful for him to move. She wouldn't stay still long, keeping her momentum going to head toward his hind left leg, aiming a bite at the lower half of his leg. Again, she wouldn't latch on or aim to cause serious damage, only to give a quick snap at his leg, wanting to leave a few teeth marks in her wake. ROUND: 1 of 3 DEFENSES: Ears back, eyes narrowed, teeth bared, tail tucked, paws evenly spaced, toes spread, claws dug in, shoulders rolled forward, scruff bunched and bristled, tensed muscles ATTACKS: Hitting her left shoulder against his left shoulder, biting on his side just behind his left leg, then snapping at the lower half of his back left leg. Speech Thought Others |
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