Sticks and Stones

A creature born of blood heard the call of a Queen. A Queen who was in over her head. Svanerna had earned her rank into the beta of Covari. It was obvious she was meant for the spot. Her experience, will, and intelligence. Yet, she had a darkness over her head that was quite obvious. She was a Finnvi, the obvious choice for anything important. It was in her blood. Her massive paws carried her into the lands of battle without question. Each paw was forced to the ground in such elegance. The woman was no doubt a beauty, but she would hate not to get dirty. Snow fliuttered from the sky, lining the blood stained field with a white blanket. As she approached the other woman she smirked. "A spar." She then got ready. Her hackles raised, knees bent, paws squared, core tightened, ears flat against her skull, eyes narrowed, lips curled up, tail erect for balance, claws dug into the earth, and head tilted down to protect her neck.

THE WAR DRUMS RATTLED

Her large paws carried her forward, she would stay low to the ground. She would aim to ram her chest into the other girls, sternum to sternum. The German bitch the let her forepaws move from the ground, attempting to wrap them around the she-wolf before her. They would aim to slam down on Athenas upper back, near her shoulders. Though, her jaws would attempt to snap at the white faes face, on her cheek of sorts. Her right cheek to be specific. Her hind legs would be firm but beant at the same time, her muscles tense and ready for movement. She was not looking to take an eye out, just a nice bite to the girls cheek of sorts.

SVANERNA v ATHENA

1/3

spar

Defenses: refer to first para.

Attacks: Attempt to slam her chest square into athenas. She tried to wrap her fore legs around athena, aiming to slam her paws down onto athenas upper back. She tried to bite athenas right cheek.

injuries: first round

notes: <3

"Speech"