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He perhaps should not have over thought this meeting before hand, because even now his mind was in overdrive, thinking, feeling, assessing. He didn't know how to switch off, to allow his body to take control, to react on instinct alone. It was perhaps one of his worst downfalls, the fact that his brain refused to switch off. Absently, he wondered if it would still be the same in his lupus form, whether or not he would over think and over feel on every little twitch of his opponents body. He also wondered briefly if Gideon had found a way to overcome this- his brother had taken the Envoy class and had been a warrior before his life had come crumbling down and he'd left. With that thought pricking his heart, he attempted to shove his multi-tasking mind away from those topics and onto the one at hand.


As his fist neared the female's face, Saul watched as she turned her muzzle into the strike, her jaws opening and aiming for his wrist. He knew, deep down, that they were not here to hurt each other, but his instinct told him to get his hand out of the way. He was just a few milliseconds to slow however as X'yrin's fangs closed around his wrist, pinching the skin and causing him to wince. He'd moved away enough so that her molars, and the more powerful part of her jaw, had been unsuccessful, but the fact remained that her incisors still held a grip around his wrist. He allowed a soft snarl to pull his lips up at the pain of his skin being pinched together, though he was grateful that the pressure of her jaws would never be enough to actually harm him.


He wished he had moved away quick enough however, for just milliseconds after her fangs found purchase, his leg crashed into hers. The pressure of her jaws increased and Saul felt the give-way of his skin as her teeth accidentally pierced him. Her leg buckled and she hit the floor with her knee, dragging his right half down with him. To relieve the pressure, he allowed his right knee to bend and rest on the ground, while his left leg tucked beneath him in a typical crouch. With only a few seconds to spare, he allowed his left arm to swing round, aiming a punch to the right side of X'yrins body, hoping to get her to release his wrist.



Sparring round 2 of 5
attacks- punch to the right side of x'y's body, hoping to wind
injuries- two puncture wounds on his right wrist, soft tissue bruising from x'y's teeth. slight bruising to the upper left arm
defense-ears and tail tucked away, left leg crouched to give the left half of his body some leverage.

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