Dodge, Dive, Dip, Duck And... Dodge!
09-29-2014, 11:32 AM
Here there was no pressure in needing to highly damage one?s opponent; to fight as if defending one?s life. That was one thing that Allen had always liked about spars, how they gave the chance to get in practice for the true fights but without need for serious injury. He was almost a bit sad that he would not be able to watch Renhet as she began her first spar against a small woman of Bevroren. He felt they might be a good match-up, and hoped his great niece would do well. It was just a shame she was the only one of the children to arrive. The woman, Talvi, would set her defenses, and watching her to do so got the adrenaline pumping in his own veins. The basic defenses would need to be kept throughout the fight -- eyes narrowed, ears pinned, hackles raised, and being mindful of where his tail was. At the moment it would remain tucked up under him, the previous mentioned defenses set in place. The two were roughly of the same size, though being a male he had a bit more natural bulk to him. Dark eyes would shine from their narrowed positions. He would breath in, keeping his core tightened for strength, as he prepared himself for whatever attack she may launch. She would come at him seemingly head-on, though Allen knew this to be a favored tactic of many first beginning a fight. Closing the distance between oneself and their opponent was the first necessary step and, generally, he noticed a wolf would then favor to head off to either the right or left of an opponent to attack somewhere near the front. Brow stayed furrowed, trying to concentrate on her path. Rather than make a move to get ready to dodge, Allen braced himself to receive and counter whatever she had in mind. Keeping his weight even, his balance centered, all the calico had to do was wait those few seconds. Her body would twist slightly to the right, his left, and Allen would take just a step forward, keeping his head lowered and aligned with his spine. His shoulders stayed in their rolled forward positions, sacrificing a bit of the scrunched area of his neck so that he could turn his head towards the left of his own body as Talvi?s body lifting off the earth. Her left foreleg would land across his back, her right foreleg wrapping closer to his chest, resting along in front of his shoulder. Rather than having tried to dodge that move, Allen would instead roll with it, even as he felt Talvi?s fangs sink in to the upper portion of his scruff, though, due to his step forward, it was now closer to the middle of the scruff where her jaws landed. Allen would throw his weight down as an anchor, to support both himself and the woman on top of him. As her jaws found their mark his own would seek the left side of her own body, aiming to grab hold of the lower part of his side, closer to where the belly would begin, roughly three-fourths along her length. With the rest of his legs in place, shifting some so that he would be able to keep his weight distributed and maintain his balance, Allen swiped his left foreleg toward Talvi?s back left ankle, hoping to catch her off-balance. The strain of reaching forward would also have her fangs sink in a bit deeper to his neck, making the puncture wounds now a little over quarter of an inch deep. Rounds:: One out of Two Attacks:: ?As her jaws found their mark his own would seek the left side of her own body, aiming to grab hold of the lower part of his side, closer to where the belly would begin, roughly three-fourths along her length.? // Paw swipe to back left ankle. Defenses:: Eyes narrowed, ears pinned, tail tucked, hackles raised, core tightened, weight evenly distributed, head aligned with his spine, shoulders rolled forward , brow furrowed, legs planted to help support Talvi?s weight while he swipes at her paw Injuries:: Quart inch punctures to upper-left part of the middle of his scruff. Note:: If you need a diagram where his attack is intending to land I'll provide one. :3 "" |