Lysis v Rhythm

*Lysis* · 04-16-2015, 07:12 AM

Lysis couldn't help but be grateful she wasn't fighting Kyarst. She'd had far too much practice fighting her half-brother; and while she hadn't won against him, fighting against someone new would certainly give her the drive to win and not hold back. Of course, she didn't know quite who she was fighting but she followed Hati's gesturing and found an admittedly sweet-looking woman with brown fur and blue eyes. Valentine's girlfriend, eh? Interesting.

She was quick to pull away from the group with the rest, trailing close by Rhythm as they prepared for their fight. "Lysis Armada," she'd echo the straightforward greeting with little hesitation. The other woman asked who ought to go first, and for a moment Lysis would fall silent as she considered. Usually Kyarst let her go first when they fought, perhaps out of politeness, or maybe even because he found it easier to follow her own movements and react to how she had placed herself. But now, Rhythm knew nothing of her and definitely had no idea about her fighting style. Her expression was amused as she waited for a moment, quietly wondering if Rhythm would strike first without being prompted to, and that was when she decided what to do about this predicament.

Her muscles stiffened as she shifted her stance into a more defensive one, her limbs spreading as she let her slight weight settle evenly on all four limbs. Her tail, once waving freely behind her back, now unfurled to stand evenly with her back to help further her balance. Her head would duck a bit lower, lying evenly with her back, as her shoulders rolled forward in a more aggressive stance. Meanwhile her toes would spread for traction, claws biting into the soil as her hackles raised and her eyes would narrow to protect them.

Was there anything wrong with taking advantage of a good opportunity? Either way, she didn't really care; if anything, it was a good lesson for Rhythm regardless of her fighting experience. An opponent's moves couldn't always be predicted, especially in a real fight, not a practice one. After setting her defenses, lips curling into a snarl as she felt adrenaline begin to pump through her veins, her snout wrinkling in turn, she aimed to run straight at Rhythm. She'd come first from directly in front of her, before attempting to dive slightly to the left side of Rhythm's head, her head aiming for the sensitive spot that lay in the crook of Rhythm's neck and shoulderblade. Though she was small, as her jaws unhinged she would aim to collide with her with all of her might, hoping the force of her body might be enough to send Rhythm stumbling, while also trying to bite down and grab hold of the skin between her neck and right shoulderblade. Though she was small, Lysis knew she was fast.. and she certainly didn't lack in tenacity.

Round 1 / 3 : Regular spar

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