Her mother had assigned her to a pale faced girl. One who was smaller than herself, as most were. Moving away from the crowd, she would seek to put some distance so as not to bump into anyone else. Turning around, she would seek to face the woman, wanting only a few feet between them. A smirk would toy with her lips. "You may have the first move." She would dip her head, her defenses settling into place. Her ears fell back against her skull, eyes narrowed, hackles lifted, legs spread equidistance and bent at the joint, toes splayed, claws digging into the ground, tail aligned with her spine, crown lowering to also align with her spine, chin tucking against her throat, shoulders rolling forward and neck scrunched. With her weight evenly distributed, she would await her opponents attack, curious to know if her brother trained warriors as ruthlessly as her mother did.   "BASANTI vs MERCY for SPAR: round 0/2"

She followed the woman that she was paired with, and found that she was an inch taller than her. It wasn't often that she was shorter than others. Well... before she met Valentine. Eying up the black and white dame, she gave her a small nod of her head. She didn't bother to exchange names, she just wanted to get this over with and prove her worth. Mercy stopped three feet away from Basanti, as her opponent offered her the first move. The pale girl smirked, dipping her head to accept the gift that had been offered to her. As the taller girl set up her defenses, Mercy did the same. She bent her legs, her toes spreading as her claws dug into the earth. She placed her weight evenly over her frame, her tail aligning with her spine as her head lowered to align with her spine as well. Her chin tucked towards her chest, neck scrunching forward to bunch her scruff up. Her hackles rose along her spine, ears laying flat against her skull. Lips pulled back into a snarl, fully ready to cause some pain.

Mercy let out a growl as she charged towards Basanti, trying to keep them at a head on position. She tried to skid to a halt two inches away from her opponent, attempting to rear the front half of her body upwards about 2 inches off the ground. As she raised herself up, Mercy attempted to fold her left limb and tried to jam it upwards towards Basanti's lower jaw. She was attempting to slam her left knee right in the fleshy part of Basanti's bottom jaw, right in the middle of her lower jaw bone, right below where the tongue rested. Mercy was hoping to snap Basanti's head upwards, and hopefully preventing her opponent from biting her. Because of her raised position she shifted her weight to her back legs, trying to keep herself as balanced as possible. Mercy wasn't done with her assault yet though, her jaws parting as she tried to sink her teeth into the top part of Basanti's neck just as it met the skull. Her top jaws tried to sink into the center of her upper neck, directly above her spinal cord, while her bottom jaws sought to bit into the side of her neck, only a quarter inch away from her jaw hinge. She tried to bite down with as much force as she could, hoping to gain a hold on Basanti's neck.

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MERCY vs BASANTI for SPAR
Round 1 of 2

Her opponent would come to stand before her, nodding her pale crown in acknowledgement. Her opponents defenses fell into place, mimicking her own defenses that remained locked in place. Her eyes were narrowed, hackle raised, ears pinned against her skull, her crown was level with her spine, chin tucked against her throat, shoulders rolled forward, neck scrunched, legs spread equidistant and bent at the joint. Her tail was aligned with her spine, toes splayed, claws dug into the ground and her weight was evenly distributed. Dark lips peeled back into a snarl, exposing fangs and pushing more skin around her eyes as her jaws unhinged to remain open and waiting. The girl would rush forward, and the dark girl remained still, allowing her to close the distance between them. At the last minute, the pale warrior would rear up before her, her ivory left foreleg snapping up towards her dark face. Due to her defenses, and her chin being tucked, her opponents attempted collision with the underside of her jaw missed, instead the Dauphin would seek to grab a hold of the pale warriors left foreleg, just around the ankle, as jaws were already open and waiting. She was hoping to obtain a grasp so that she could keep the smaller warrior on her hind legs. As she sought to grab a hold of her opponents left foreleg, her crown had tipped to her left so that her top jaw could aim to connect with inner side of her opponents left foreleg, while lower jaws sough to connect with the outer side of the foreleg. Immediately following, hind legs would bend and seek to shove her larger frame forward, wanting her chest to connect with her opponents chest, she hoped that the movement would cause the pale girl to tumble backwards and onto her back. Pain would flare across her scruff as Mercy's fang sank into her, however, due to her seeking to push forward, Mercy's fangs would land several inches lower on her scruff, leaving behind moderate puncture wounds. When fangs pierced her flesh, her right foreleg would seek to leave the ground, her weight immediately redistributing evenly across her remaining limbs, while her right foreleg sought to extend forward, seeking to swipe at her opponents left hind leg, just at her hock, wanting to disrupt her opponents balance and send her toppling to the ground.   "BASANTI vs MERCY for SPAR: round 1/2"

Her opponent did not move when Mercy raced up to her, and still she stayed still as the pale girl reared up. But as she brought her left foreleg up to knee her in the bottom of her mouth, Basanti was quick to lock her jaws around Mercy's left front ankle. The white girl let out a growl, but her teeth had not gone very far in. Moderate puncture wounds dripped blood down her left front paw, but the pain was nothing to her at the moment. Because of Basanti's hold on her ankle, she knew that she was going to have to stay reared up two inches above the ground, otherwise she would further damage her ankle. Basanti then tried to push her weight against Mercy, but her opponent was only an inch taller than her. She was a bit of a fat ass though, damn, did her mother just shove moose down her throat all day? Really, Basanti was probably only 10 pounds heavier than her. Chuckling, Mercy released her claws from the earth and allowed Basanti to push her backwards about a foot, and did not let herself be pushed over. Because of her going with the force, their chests did not collide like Basanti wanted. But after Mercy slid backwards, her hind toes spread, her claws once more digging into the ground as all her weight rested on her hind legs. Her tail tucked in towards her belly as her ears still rested flat against her head. Hackles were raised and her purple eyes were narrowed, lips pulled back into a snarl. She tried to roll her shoulders forward as best she could, her muscles tense all around as she fought back against her fat ass opponent. Her back legs were slightly bent, trying to absorb any shocking movement that might come her way. Because of all of their movement, her planned bite had not ended up landing just where she wanted it to. Instead her teeth sunk into the fleshy part of her scruff, about three inches down from the base of Basanti's skull, and Mercy growled in irritation but bit down regardless. She couldn't help but let out another chuckle and blood trickled down her throat, feeling Basanti's right foreleg uselessly bouncing off the bottom of her chest, right before it met her belly. Did she really think that she could reach down the length of her to try and get at her hind legs? She was only an inch shorter than Basanti, so reaching down the length of her was impossible. Plus, she was still trying to remain reared only two inches off the ground, leaving little room to stretch down there.

Mercy attempted to let go of the bite on Basanti's shoulders, it was not where she was intending to harm the darker girl. Instead she attempted to dip her head downwards, trying to tuck her chin towards her chest as her jaws sought to lock down on the right side of Basanti's neck. Mercy's upper jaw was aiming for the mid point of the right side of her neck, an inch behind her jaw line, while her bottom jaw sought to bite down directly under Basanti's neck, right above her windpipe. The pale girl was hoping to gain a grip on her neck, hopefully causing her enough pain so that her fat-moose stuffed opponent would let go of her leg. At the same time Mercy attempted to raise her free right foreleg, trying to pull it up towards her own head. Mercy aimed the bottom of her right front paw at Basanti's right eye socket, hoping to slam her paw down on the eye. This would probably be very painful, and hopefully daze the darker girl as well. For a girl with a name like Mercy... she didn't really live up to it.

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MERCY vs BASANTI for SPAR
Round 2 of 2

OOC: I double checked with Lunar, and we both agreed that the hind limb swipe was too much of a reach, which is why that happened. Also, Mercy is a bitch. XD Still think they can be friends Saffie? ALSO ALSO! Good fight. I was having fun doing some non-standard attacks.