Mercy chose to go first and Cascade cast her a lopsided grin as the girl readied herself. The contrast between the pair was stark, Cascade's delicate-seeming features dark against Mercy's pale fur, Cascade grinning manically at the younger female. She too set her defenses, sliding her paws to just more than shoulder- and hip-width apart and rocking her weight slightly to center it evenly over all four limbs. Her toes spread, flexing to drive her claws into the ground for traction, and her joints went loose and ready to move as she bent them slightly to lower her center of gravity. She rolled her shoulders forward, bunching up the skin on her neck and helping as she arched her back slightly to round it up and bring her hindquarters under her slightly for faster movement. Her tail lashed in gleeful anticipation before settling level with her spine, a level her head also took as her chin tucked toward her throat to protect it. Her ears pinned back, and she dropped one lid shut in a wink toward Mercy before she narrowed the mismatched pair protectively. A distinctly demented grin bared her fangs in a gleam of ivory.
Time to dance, sweetheart.
Mercy charged, a move so old it was practically a tottering old man at this point, and - anticipating it - Cascade casually sidestepped to her own left a step, simultaneously stepping around with her hindquarters to her left to bring herself to nearly a ninety degree angle to where she'd been facing before. She didn't escape unscathed; Mercy wasn't a slow wolf by any means, and Cascade hadn't been in a particular hurry to move, so as she moved Mercy's right shoulder - aimed for a nose that was no longer there, clipped the front of Cascade's own right shoulder before Cas could continue her movement to angle herself, the faint ache heralding minor bruising there. The attempt to stomp on Cas' paw missed entirely by virtue of their paws not being in quite the same places at the same times, but Mercy's attempt to grip behind her neck instead drew a line of fire down Cas' side, moderate lacerations at the top of Cas's ribcage right behind her right shoulder where Mercy's teeth slice cut her as Cas moved.
Digging her claws in, she sought to throw herself forward, the center of her chest aimed for the top part of the side of Mercy's right shoulder, her rear toes digging into the dirt in an effort to propel her forward and up with sufficient force to throw the girl off balance. In an effort to assist the strike, simultaneously she shifted her balance to her hindlegs and sought to lift her forelegs, her right foreleg aimed to curve around the front of Mercy's forelegs to try to hook around Mercy's left foreleg just below the elbow joint with the intention of jerking the legs toward her own chest. Her left foreleg was aimed to drape over Mercy's back behind her shoulders, and her toes flexed in an attempt to drive her dull claws behind Mercy's left elbow with the intention not of injuring but - Cascade grinned toothily - of tickling the younger wolf. But it wasn't all hugs and tickle fights... Cascade aimed a bite for the midpoint of the top of Mercy's neck - Cascade's top jaw seeking to fall on Mercy's left side of her neck, and her lower jaw on Mercy's right side - with the intention of gaining a grip and squeezing.
CASCADE vs MERCY for SPAR
Round 1/2
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