Lets Get This Party Started

The warrior wasn’t given a long wait; it was mere moments before a figure loomed into view, stepping around a boulder and into sight. Eridanus surveyed the male that would be his first opponent on this land. He was young, but equal to the monochrome warrior in height, though Eridanus hazarded a guess that the younger male still had a ways to go, if he hadn’t already reached his full weight, before he reached the warriors heft of a hundred and eighty pounds. An advantage, if he guessed right. He locked eyes with the male as he greeted him in common.

"Polý kalá , néa. As dokimásei o énas ton állon." He said simply, then lunged forward, attempting to close the ten foot distance between himself and the younger male, hopefully before all the young fellows defenses had fallen into place.

His tail flowed at a balanced level with his spine, his head falling level with his shoulders, ears pinning, eyes narrowing to protective slits as his face wrinkled into a snarl, jaws parting, jowls lifting to unsheathe pearly whites. His chin tucked, and his shoulders rolled forward into place at other side of the base of his neck, while his neck bunched backward into his shoulders, scruff rolling into a fatty layer of protection over the muscles and vertebrae of his neck, hackles rising from the base of his skull to the base of his tail as an added layer of defense. His weight fell evenly over each leg, his toes spreading to widen his range of balance as his claws sank into the ground for traction and propulsion. Lastly, his abdomen tensed and his elbows bent slightly to center his gravity and balance.

A throaty roar of challenge left his jaws as he sought to slam the bony point of his left shoulder squarely into the base of Enigmas throat, where it melded with the center of the chest, hoping to knock the wind from the younger male and daze him, simultaneously aiming to lunge forward with gaping jaws and seeking to sink his canines into the boys scruff, wishing to gain a hold on the point where Enigmas scruff met his withers at the tops of his shoulders, above the point between Enigmas shoulder-blades, and shake his head violently in a manner to cause pain, tearing of flesh, and distraction to his younger opponent. Lastly, his left fore-paw snapped upwards, his weight falling with balanced precision onto his other three legs as he sought to slam the heel (main weight bearing pad of the paw), of his left paw down on the toes of Enigmas left front paw with enough force to possibly sprain or fracture the boys toes, or at the very least cause severe bruising and great pain.

Eridanus had never held blows in spars or training; many of the scars riddling his body under his thick fur were from sparring and training, as well as many real battles. Best way to learn was to make it as real as possible.

Defenses: Listed in third paragraph

Attacks: Attempting to close the distance before opponents defenses are all in place; Aiming to slam the point of his left shoulder into the base of Enigmas throat at center of chest, as an attempt to wind and daze Enigma, while attempting to bite/grasp the scruff at the point where Enigmas scruff meets with his withers (Between the shoulder-blades, but several inches upwards), and shaking his head violently in an attempt to rip and tear flesh, and distract Enigma with pain. Finally, attempting to smash his left forepaw on Enigmas left forepaws toes in the hopes of severely damaging.

Injuries: None; First round.

Extra Notes: Don't worry; I'm still rusty.