Word Count ::517 Points::5 OOC:: No. All is good, you can stick them where ever just keep em on this planet preferably >XD
After saying something about taking the fight outside Venom agreed and addressed him as “mister Dasa” he raised a semi curious eyebrow at the statement. To himself he wondered why the man remained a Zepar knowing they had been here longer than he, but who was he to question anybody? Mido was sure he had his own personal reasons for not being in a rank tier. Having left the cave and entering a clearing the two canines stood facing each other, not too far from the caves entrance. The air was crisp and mildly warm; the sun was out and gracing the lands they lived on threatening the snows very existence. Honestly the weather couldn’t be any more perfect for being outdoors; they were nearing the end of the winter season. The black and white healer and her daughter Lilly sat a little ways out to the side, ready to enjoy the show. Out of the corner of his eye he could see the look on Panda’s face, she looked delighted just watching Venom. The chocolate colored giant asked the mutt if he should count down or not or for the male to just acknowledge that he was ready. The idea of counting down was amusing, making him think of a race, thought they weren’t racing, they would be fighting.
Venom seemed to get ready, physically and mentally, he did some minor stretching. The big guy took up stance that was peculiar in itself, it was like he were using a fighting style the half and half had seen before, but not gotten very familiar with. At this the Dasa began to wonder what kind of experience the man he now faced held, for he nothing of his background. Depending on how much trouble venom may give him, he might have to pull a few tricks out of his arsenal, delving into multiple practices. Mido gently cracked his knuckles, rotating his head he loosened up his neck. He made windmill rotations with his arms; he crouched to the ground, leaning to one side he stretched his legs one after the other. His heartbeat picked up quickly, the multicolored mix’s eyes dilated as his focus went solely to Venom. The scarred and battered male spoke up saying he was ready. Whenever you are. He said quickly before he dashed toward the male who was several yards away, snow exploded beneath his feet as he sprinted. At only an arm’s length away, the Dasa threw a jab at his opponent aiming directly for his chest. The strike wasn’t dangerous by any means; it was very controlled in that he wanted to see how he would handle being physically put on the spot to make a quick decision. Mido wanted to know what the male was capable of before really letting loose. A grin that might have seemed crazy to some graced the Huskadore’s face. In the back of his mind he remembered that Venom’s mate and child were there also, but he was caught up in his own little world that only included him and the chocolate-coal colored male.
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