05-18-2011, 09:01 AM
ooc: Ugh... by no means was this close to my best work.
At the indication from Noss, Viggo prepared himself. Well, the best he could. Not really knowing how he should stand or be prepared left him a little unsure. Luckily, he managed to get it mostly right. Foot paws spread to shoulder length apart and knees slightly bent, he held the spear in front of him with both paws.
The speed of the mock attack was astounding; more over, the entire experience was incredible at how well prepared the grey man was. His first swing aimed towards Viggo's dominant side coupled with the "nice"ness of Noss by allowing him to get a stance saved his side. Paws moved the spear using its shaft to block the swing of the other man's. Vibrations rang up his arms from his paws as the sticks collided. The shock and sting was enough that his only reaction towards the second attack on the opposite side was to drop flat on the ground.
As the swing caught the tip of his ear he managed to hold in a small yip. The smell of dirt filled his nares as he hurried to get up, trying to seem braver than his evasive action might have made him seem. From a kneeling position he made a hasty stab towards Noss, remembering that combat wasn't just defense, but also offense.
At the indication from Noss, Viggo prepared himself. Well, the best he could. Not really knowing how he should stand or be prepared left him a little unsure. Luckily, he managed to get it mostly right. Foot paws spread to shoulder length apart and knees slightly bent, he held the spear in front of him with both paws.
The speed of the mock attack was astounding; more over, the entire experience was incredible at how well prepared the grey man was. His first swing aimed towards Viggo's dominant side coupled with the "nice"ness of Noss by allowing him to get a stance saved his side. Paws moved the spear using its shaft to block the swing of the other man's. Vibrations rang up his arms from his paws as the sticks collided. The shock and sting was enough that his only reaction towards the second attack on the opposite side was to drop flat on the ground.
As the swing caught the tip of his ear he managed to hold in a small yip. The smell of dirt filled his nares as he hurried to get up, trying to seem braver than his evasive action might have made him seem. From a kneeling position he made a hasty stab towards Noss, remembering that combat wasn't just defense, but also offense.