"It doesn't matter where I am, I know that I'm not perfect, and if I can't save people, what worth am I?" The large male was not at all nervous, although this was a lot different from any training sessions he had been in before. He smiled at the girl kindly dipping his head, what an interestingly blue coat she had. It was much brighter than his own slate blue, than again his was a more common color among wolves. As far as he knew a family line that had been famous here had it. As he moved a little away from the group he'd let the girl set herself up first. Guessing that she would be the one to attack him from his side. He racked his brain to try and think of his attacks, counterattacks, and defenses once more. "I suppose we should get started Miss Calypsei. Don't be afraid to come at me will all you have." Quelt dipped his head towards her once more respectfully. His black tail swishing back and forth from his spot. He wouldn't set his defenses yet, until she was ready. It would be foolish to jump into it quickly when they were simply practicing. Speech,

Permission to edit given by Eve to add round information. Permission to edit given by Riv because of a miscommunication as to what defined 'the flank'

When she was paired up, she looked over to find that Quelt was an adult and the idea made her nervous. You can do this. Her conscious was trying to convince the rest of her and suddenly, her feet felt like iron chains that could not move as she gulped. She needed to be stronger than that to survive. Nerves filled her as she finally managed to trudge across the lands and follow the man with duller shades of blue. Her pelt was foreign and exotic but natural from where she had come from since her entire family had carried the colors. This alone made her feel insecure and out of place. While this battle raged in her head, she carried a stoical expression. Ocean blue eyes would attentively watch the man for some kind of motion for him to start, but then he spoke. Suddenly, nothing mattered anymore and she was informed that she should start her own attacks first. In a fight, there would be little time to think before, during, and possibly after the fight so she would put everything into the pot for stirring and hope for the best as she let her instincts as an Oceana wolf take over. Her size as it was right now was a disadvantage when it came to strength but she took it as an advantage for speed. Her eyes would narrow as she charged at him from the side. She felt the blood beat through her ears. She aimed her attacks to be bites at his front left leg, which, in a real fight, she would have tried to have gone to cause enough damage to immobilize this leg to give her an edge. While she was doing this, she would have tried to raise her body up (by jumping) to slam into the front of his side to try and knock him off balance. Even though it was training, she would try to take it seriously. While these attacks were happening (or therefore lack of) she would raise her hackles and haunches in defense while scrunching up her neck to protect it. She would stick her tail out straight behind her in order to help her with her balance while keeping her stance wider to keep her center of gravity closer to the ground. Here it goes. This was it. Round 1 of ? for PRACTICE

Fighting with an inexperienced young-ling was like trying to wrestle with a snake for Quelt. As she came up to his left, he automatically set his defenses. The slate blue man's hackles would raise, rolling up his fur to protect his vitals and prevent any attempt to grab at his scruff. Lips pulling back in an instinctual snarl, as his ears pinned against his head and his weight then settled on even legs. Spreading them all equally, bending slightly and spreading his toes into the dirt. Those bi-colored orbs of his narrowed at her as his abdomen muscles tightened and his tail went to level with his spin. When the impact of her teeth came to his left forelimb, as did she move herself up to slam into him he kept his ground. It made his body move to the right a few inches creating a bruise on his side and a half inch deep wound made the adrenaline move through his body. Now at close range with the flank, Quelt would attempt to pull his left paw up and slam it into her right paw. At the same moment his jaw unhinged, as she was close to him aimed for her left shoulder. His tail swiveled underneath him as he kept his toes digging into the dirt to keep balance, doing the same as she had to him attempting to press his weight into her front from his left side. 1/3 Attack: Trying to slam left paw into her right paw, aiming to her left shoulder and leaning into her front. Defense: Ears pinned, eyes narrowed, scruff scrunched, hackles raised, toes splayed, weight evenly distributed, tail level with spine, abdomen muscles tightened. Injuries: Bruise on left side, half inch bite wound in left forelimb. ""

The young girl was practically out of her wits when it came to fighting. She held her defenses true, her claws digging into the ground for more balance as she attempted to mimic his defensive structure. Her knees bent slightly to lower her center of gravity and her legs spread themselves out to bring her close to the ground. She was not fast enough in her attempted reflex and his left paw slammed against her right one. With this, she saw an opportunity and went for it. She would try to shove him again, since one of his paws was off of the ground to throw his weight off. His teeth would go for her shoulder and quickly she would try to make her move. She would push off with her front legs (like doing a push-up with your arms type of push off), sending her backwards on her feet in order to narrowly avoid the attack on her shoulder. It was then that Calypsei would make her attack, her eyes narrowing as her scruff tightened as a pre-attack defensive maneuver. She would rush his flank towards his rear, aiming to slam her side into it while she made an attempt to grip any piece of flesh along his side that she could find. She kept her breathing controlled as a small hiss was omitted from her lips. She thought she was starting to get the hang of it. Round 2 of 3 for PRACTICE

ooc: So sorry for the wait Toothless, feel free to disqualify me because of the posting limit but if you want to continue that would be awesome too! One attack would make it to it's mark, his paw, however much to his displeasure his teeth would miss her by a hair. Calypsei shoved herself against him, his other legs tensing and toes splaying into the dirt to gain traction as he was pushed back. Placing his paws back on the ground he snarled at her now that she was a good lengths away. However this gave him the opportunity to move his position. Quelt's ears pinned against his skull as his eyes narrowed at the young girl going for his left side. Attempting to pivot on his legs her teeth would snag against his left side hopefully placing them in a T like shape. His toes splayed into the terrain, abdomen muscles tightening and hackles raised. Quelt's side flared up in pain as adrenaline shot through his body. The male would turn his head to his left, trying to push his weight into her bite to keep her there even if it caused him more damage. The male would aim towards her right side just near the ribcage so he could get a bite in. His tail became to level with his spine and shoulders rolled inward to give him more force into the attack. 2/3 Attack: Aiming for her right side, right near her leg where the ribcage is located. Defense: Ears pinned, eyes narrowed, scruff scrunched, hackles raised, toes splayed, weight pushed into her, tail level with spine, abdomen muscles tightened. Injuries: Bruise on left side, half inch bite wound in left forelimb. Inch wound in his left side midsection. ""

Ahh! I'm so sorry this waited so long as well. School had me overloaded with homework!

Determination surged through the girl. Quelt tried to push her teeth in farther in but she moved her head back, dropping down lower to the ground and she moved back two feet in an attempt to avoid his aimed bite. It was a partial success as his bite hit her shoulder instead of near the ribcage like he had been aiming for. She winced slightly as he left a mark that started to bleed crimson across her contrasted ocean blue pelt. She took the opportunity of his teeth being in her fur to take her back end of her right side and try to slam it into his left side while also trying to pull back her shoulder to remove his teeth. She kept her former defenses up. Her eyes were narrowed and her muscles were tensed. Her toes were ready to dig into the ground as soon as she stopped moving. Her neck was scrunched to protect it while her head was kept lower. Her legs were spread out to balance her out while her legs were bent at the knees to lower her center of gravity. Round 3 of 3 for PRACTICE