seven year summer
06-15-2014, 09:18 PM
The woman was perfection to the core. She is no doubt beautiful, smart, and clever. But, her fighting skills were down there. She was but an aging yearling. Her mind was shaped and formed with her months on her own. The woman was completely able, except her claws. Nephele was one of a kind, but she was so close to extraordinary as she learns to fight. Her paws were firm upon the battlefield. Her defenses still completely set. Her tail was tucked, claws stabbed into the ground, legs squared, ears flat, lips curled, head tucked, hackles raised, eyes narrowed, core tightened, knees bent, and teeth bared. The woman looked as if she was ready to slaughter. Though, as her opponent trotted in the woman did not let her form fall. "Hello Nephele Elysius, what brings you here on this fine eve?" The woman rolled her eyes, "Spar." She was in a zone, she had no time for formalities. The man then let forth his manly tones as she continued to prepare. Her nose wrinkled slightly as he spoke again. "Tell me, do you think you can handle a little match with me?" Nephele snorted slightly and watched as he came at her, like a war horse. THE WAR DRUMS RATTLED The man was clever, clever, clever. The man faked left then flew right, causing Nephele to stumble slightly, but she caught up to him. His alabasters flew across her snowy shoulder, slicing in lightly. Leaving three shallow lacerations along the flesh. She would quickly tuck her head in a little more as he slid around to her flank and launched his paws at her hip. The woman stumbled slightly but she had time to move enough to avoid falling. The delicious woman regained her balance. He was now on her left, facing her hip. She attempted to turn, her tail still tucked, the woman would aim to ram into his left hip. She would aim to hit him with her left shoulder. But, her fangs would snap at the base of his tail in attempt to bite down on it. All while her hinds were bent to allow her more movement and balance. The woman was quick and cunning, but she stayed alert at all times. NEPHELE v BASS spar 1/3 Defenses: Her tail was tucked, claws stabbed into the ground, legs squared, ears flat, lips curled, head tucked, hackles raised, eyes narrowed, core tightened, knees bent, and teeth bared. her hinds were bent. Attacks: He was now on her left, facing her hip. She attempted to turn, her tail still tucked, the woman would aim to ram into his left hip. She would aim to hit him with her left shoulder. But, her fangs would snap at the base of his tail in attempt to bite down on it. Injuries: three shallow lacerations along her upper left shoulder. note: it was an obvious mistake that eve meant for bass to fake left and attack right, i confirmed it with her as well, so i just went with that. <3 i can draw a diagram if needed. :3 |