Feel Me
weight; 140 lbs
Dark eyes settled upon an approaching wolf, black pelt with markings spread across similar in coloring to urine. It was an unusual sight but it wouldn't distract the young female from her intentions, so Paradox remained where she stood, waiting for him to be close enough so that they could begin. A few more feet closer and she would set herself, a combination of basic stuff she had learned while with her mother as well as what she thought would be useful. Her skull lowered to align with her spine, tail held out to continue the line behind her for balance. Limbs spread evenly, bending a hint at the joints, toes splayed and gripping the earth. She pulled her head back, ears laying flat, shoulders rolling forward to create rolls of skin on her neck. Eyes narrowed when the man finally spoke, smirking for a brief moment before being wiped off her face. Time to get this started.
It would would only take a matter of three seconds till she decided what she would do first and attempt to try throughout the fight, giving a low growl before setting off. When they had been standing there, the two wolves were about six feet in front of the other, giving each wolf a short time frame to consider their moves before the other struck.
Paradox charged forward in one hard push of her back legs, coming head on to the male till she swerved to her right and ducked down just a foot ahead of him, sliding to the man's left side, bringing her body in a concave bend towards him. Paws dug into the ground to slow her so her front limbs would not pass behind his head, keeping her tail out. Paradox tried to keep her shoulders forward and legs evenly distributed when she slid, distributing her weight as well as keeping them bent but ready to release if needed. Jaws lunged leftward in an arch, neck bending to aim a bite at the man's lower left neck region, (here!) applying medium pressure that could be left aching afterwards. Lower jaws attempted to slide beneath the neck while the top would try to make contact midway down the male's side, before the shoulder.
Limbs tried to readjust themselves, picking the girl up from her crouched position so that she was standing, back legs side stepping quickly to try and bring her perpendicular to the man while the forelegs remained planted. Paradox would then aim to bring her right foreleg up, weight distributing to her back legs and left foreleg to keep her standing. Her right paw tried to hook around the hump of his upper back, right behind where the scapula would be. Her goal was to attempt to shift her weight forward, pushing with her back legs, trying to use this to throw Voltage off balance and possibly stumble. ONE of TWO (?) PARADOX vs VOLTAGE for SPAR |
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