That was fine! End soon? 
(300+)
He was surprised the spar had been going on this long. They could have easily killed one another in a few instances, but Hybrid was glad they had both held back. His neck, right foreleg, and maw was aching and throbbing in pain and he hoped they could end this soon. Although he didn’t normally mind a few bumps, scratches, bruises, and even scars; he was starting to grow weary. He hadn’t been eating as well as he should have since the completion of the Second Dahlian War and this was beginning to catch up to him. He’d have to find a way to weasel his way out and end the spar.
As Halo moved to strike, Hybrid was able to capture a bit of the fur on her cheek in his mouth, but little else. She turned her head away to deflect the blow and Hybrid just ended up colliding face-first into the other Hydra. The collision was quite forceful and left Hybrid stunned for a few seconds. In this time, he tried to croak out a feeble, “stop,” but wasn’t sure if she heard him.
He felt her foreleg connect with his and he stumbled over it, tripped, and then took a forward dive to get out of her way. His balance had been severely compromised and he was already on his way down, so he tried to get out of the way and roll to safety. When he picked himself up, he found his left foreleg, the one she had just tripped him on, was now sore and throbbing. It felt like he had sprained something.
He hopped back and shouted: “good!” He then added: “We’re done. You did well. Thinking with your body not your head.” As always, his words were raspy and broken in parts as his voice wavered in and out. Perhaps it was the intense spar or just how tired he was, but he was breathing heavily now and could see his chest heaving in and out and his breath coming out in white puffs and gasps.