Are we alive?

Remy would nod eagerly in response to her words and Motif could help but smile at the open enthusiasm. She would watch for a moment as she girl fell into her own defences, Motif still held hers from how she had begun, with her legs to balance herself and evening the weight between her four paws. Her claws still dug into the earth for traction, her ears folded to her skull as her head lowered to align with her spine and her tail followed suit, aligning behind her, billowing out at her back. Her eyes still narrowed, her shoulders rolled forward, her neck scrunched and her hackles raised, she was ready for this excitement.



She would watch Remy carefully, noting her body language, her size, the light nature in her eyes before the youth was moving towards her, covering the polite gap of strangers that had been between them. Motif steeled herself, rocking first forward, to give herself a cushion of space to pull back on well the blow meet her, to lessen the bruising. She had seen Remy lining up her left shoulder a moment before it hit Motif's right shoulder and Motif rocked back, pulling her weight with her to balance herself and cushion the blow as their shoulders locked ? not that Remy's slighter frame and build could truly unbalance a prepared Motif.



Next Remy would rear up on her hind legs to grab Motif's scruff,. She let the wolf land her teeth, her scruff was thick and bunched up and offered her plenty of protection. Meanwhile Motif jaws went for the right side of Remys upper neck, hoping the other girls alleviated position of reaching for the back of Motifs neck would open up a spot there for Motif's teeth to latch onto. In the same moment she lifted her right paw to punch and scramble at the left side of Remys upper part of her under belly, hoping to put some of her weight into the blow and perhaps wind or knock the girl of balance. She shifted the weight onto her other three paws to compensate the rising movement. However, even in making these moves the older girl would 'pull her punches' in regards to not overly hurting the girl or giving her any serious damage, if she drew Remys blood it would be minimal, this spar was part practice and play, and the innocent nature Remy displayed brought out a softness in Motif herself.



Motif Vs Remy for spar

round 1 of 3



Defences:Legs spread equally, legs well balanced, claws dug into earth, ears folded, head aligned with spine, tail aligned with spine, eyes narrowed, neck scrunched, hackles raised, shoulders rolled forward,



Attacks: Aiming to latch her teeth onto the right side of Remys upper neck, also attempting to throw her right paw into Remy's upper half of her underbelly to wind or unbalance the girl.



Injuries: light bruising to her right shoulder from Remys impact, minimul damage and grip marks from Remys teeth on the scruff of her neck.
"Speech"
'thoughts'