My lonely logic finds [spar]

*Svanerna* · 07-09-2014, 08:48 PM

The Queen had a thirst for training. If she was going to rule she would need to gain much more strength. The lady was seven and an experienced fighter. But, there were better. The woman was not Thor. She did not seek out fights with an unrelenting force. Nor would she ever. Yet, the girl would train her ebony ass off. Svanerna was the Kaiser of Valhalla and she would never ever let the go unless she popped out a heir to replace her seat upon the iron throne. The Viking was a tough bitch it was true. Yet, when she heard a call the lady perked up. Alabaster paws fell upon the earth, she shot forth to the lovely blood stained fields of battle. Though, as she arrived her eyes wavered along the cobalt and ebony pelt of a man. He was no doubt the source of the call. The lady eyed him up and down for a few moments. "Ich w?nsche Ihnen viel Gl?ck, Junge." It was just a message of good luck.

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The lady got ready for her first attack. She would start first this time. The lady rolled back and locked her slightly broad shoulders as her spine aligned with them. The viking lowered her entire body at the slightest by bending her knees a little bit. This would increase mobility. Though, to increase stability Svanerna dug her claws and paws into the earth. Each paw and toe was evenly spread as well. The day was sunny, therefore her eyes were narrowed and squinted. Though, her ears were flat to her ebony skull to insure no harm came to the easy targets. The Finnvi babe tucked in her head to protect her throat, but it may increase injury to her muzzle. But, such was already scarred. Her throat was much more vital. Svan's inky lips were curled up to show her alabaster fangs and to protect her scarred cheeks with rolls of skin. Speaking of rolls of skin, her hackles were puffed up to protect her neck, shoulders, and throat as well. If one were to bite such, it would merely cause pain, nothing major at all. Last but not least her core was tightened to embrace for impact and steady her breathing. Svanerna Finnvi was set.

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The Viking flexed as she stood there for a moment. He was much taller then her. But, that was normal for males. It would never intimidate her. The lady had stealth, quickness, and she was a smaller target. Though, she took the chance to try something new. The beast dug her paws into the earth and she tried to launch herself forward, aiming to dig her paws into the ground with each stride. Mangy jaws would snap forth, in attempt to wrap themselves around the upper bits of his left foreleg. Right in the front bits of the upper leg. She looked for a moderate bite to hold onto the flesh. Though, obviously, if she gained speed in her attempt to shoot at him, the girl hoped she would ram into the lower front bits of his chest with her left shoulder. If such were to happen, the woman would suffer from bruising upon her left shoulder. The woman was determined even if her back would be available for him.

Svanerna v Quelt

for spar

one two three

Defenses third para, sorry im lazy

Attacks Attempt to run at him. Tried to bite at his upper left foreleg and ram her left shoulder into the lower bits of his chest.

Injuries n/a

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