04-05-2009, 07:28 PM
[html]
style="background-image: url(http://i41.tinypic.com/2hrctw6.png); width: 519px; height: 437px; z-index: 1; line-height: 10px;">
style="padding: 5px; position: relative; left: 100px; top: 55px; width: 280px; height: 300px; z-index: 2; overflow: auto;">
shortening things up for the fight
I HOLD SECRETS FLAME
This creature was an experienced fighter and Onus knew this would be a difficult battle. He was thankful when he felt one of his claws drag a superficial line in the man's side. It would take much more than that to defeat this thing, but at least his first attack hadn't been a total failure. It didn't take long for the monochromatic male to be right there on top of him as his feet moved backwards. Arms protected the wolf from Onus' fists so he didn't even try to waste the energy. He knew that in milliseconds he would be working to dodge an attack.
He saw the man's leg kick low and managed to get out of the way, but the quick succession of the high kick planted a pretty good hit on his collarbone. However before the last kick could hit a mark the coyote had purposefully fallen onto his back and rolled to the side. Rolling back onto his knees a clawed hand struck out at the beast's thigh, hoping to make a substantial mark. Then just as quickly as before he launched himself backwards. He was only vaguely aware of the dull throbbing in his shoulder. Masked eyes watched the creature carefully. If only he could manage to get on the brute's back...
style="padding: 5px; position: relative; left: 100px; top: 55px; width: 280px; height: 300px; z-index: 2; overflow: auto;">
shortening things up for the fight
This creature was an experienced fighter and Onus knew this would be a difficult battle. He was thankful when he felt one of his claws drag a superficial line in the man's side. It would take much more than that to defeat this thing, but at least his first attack hadn't been a total failure. It didn't take long for the monochromatic male to be right there on top of him as his feet moved backwards. Arms protected the wolf from Onus' fists so he didn't even try to waste the energy. He knew that in milliseconds he would be working to dodge an attack.
He saw the man's leg kick low and managed to get out of the way, but the quick succession of the high kick planted a pretty good hit on his collarbone. However before the last kick could hit a mark the coyote had purposefully fallen onto his back and rolled to the side. Rolling back onto his knees a clawed hand struck out at the beast's thigh, hoping to make a substantial mark. Then just as quickly as before he launched himself backwards. He was only vaguely aware of the dull throbbing in his shoulder. Masked eyes watched the creature carefully. If only he could manage to get on the brute's back...