That's what we do

Halo Lykoi · 01-01-2011, 07:52 AM

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Her mind struggled to dig up the instructions from their last sparring session, though it seemed to long ago. She knew the basics well—they were practically a part of her. Halo was a member that had truly devoted herself to her rank. Her appearance alone bore witness of this; strong muscles moving under her skin as she chose her steps carefully through intuition and experience. Her eyes would remain locked on Hybrid’s threatening form, and she would have no time to gaze down to the ground to ensure that she would not stumble on her path as she moved. Her head was kept low and she was basically mirroring the other canine’s stance, though it was not because she lacked the knowledge of how to move, but because she was in a battle stance as much as he was. It was different today, for the Holocaust male did not decide turns for them to lunge at each other. They had both moved further than that, and she knew she would have to treat this session as a realistic fight. That was exactly how she wanted it to be though, but her deep contentment did not shine through her demeanour. It was not time for gloat and happy faces now.

The male’s form followed her with ease, refusing to allow her proper space as she wished. She could feel her hackles rise in response to this intensity, magnifying her hybrid form as her tail bashed against her sides. Her muscles were tenser than she would have liked, but she would have to learn through failing in that case. It was strange how this could remain so different from her optime form. A mental note had already been made that she should spend much more time in this quadruped appearance. Halo was too accustomed to the bipedal form, and this could move to her disadvantage in more serious situations than this right here. She could never take it for granted that her sword could keep every opponent away from her. She was beautifully skilled with it, but it was not all. Hand to hand combat and teeth to teeth was just as important, and that was why she wanted Hybrid to help her. There were few more skilled than he, and in her mind, there were two dedicated fighters in this clan and both were present here.

Ruby narrowed as Hybrid’s form found speed and shot towards her. Her form found speed as well, though she would not blindly rush to him in return. He was doing the work for her, bringing his body close enough to receive punishment for his boldness, but she would have to deal with his attack before dealing one of her own. A few agile steps were taken in his direction, but then he turned and lunged at her side. Halo had trained long enough to know that in most cases such as this, it was no use to try to avoid the move completely. She would have to accept and take the blow and attempt to control the damage done instead. The female’s body twisted as well, turning her front slightly to him just as his jaws seemed to target the area by her neck. She kept her head low and waited for only a moment before she too moved to snap at him, trading the blow to her neck for an opportunity to snap at the upper part of his chest that seemed to be temporarily available as he reached for her.

Hard paws threatened to disrupt her balance, but by now her body had been given some time to turn and establish balance and she pushed harshly against his heavy form, trying to bite into his chest and have him draw away so that she could swiftly step back to force space between them. Hybrid had told her to use her agility for what it was worth. That was how coyotes fought, attack, draw back and attack again.

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