Work a Miracle

After Fendar had given out their spar assignments he turned his pale tan gaze toward his sparring partner, a tri-colored young man. He was a fair bit younger than himself, perhaps a bit less experienced, but Nikolai also knew it had been quite some time since he had fought and his trick knee always put him at a slight disadvantage. A very fair pairing he thought. He smiled to Sigmarr and gave a small nod before standing and stretching out his limbs and moving off away from the group to give them both plenty of room to fight. 

"Would you like the first move then?" he would ask with a grin as he began to set his defenses. His paws would spread into a even, widened stance and his toes spread to give him better balance, his claws also digging into the dry soil of the Rock Garden. His neck would fall even with his spine along with his tail while his hackles raised and bunched his scruff protectively up around his neck. He knew all too well that he had to over compensate his balance for his knee so he took every measure possible to do just that. His ears fell back against his skull, his pale eyes narrowed, and his lips pulled up in a snarl. He waited for his opponent to take his first move, his muscles tensing in preparation. 

ooc: sorry, edited cause forgot to close the bolded words tag xD

"Speech" 'thoughts'