07-26-2009, 02:14 PM
Ty read her muscle movements and saw the strike coming, and all at once his muscles moved in unison to defend himself. The coordination and timing Ty had was impressive, even for something like a simple defense of a feinted attack. With his good front paw, he reached out and batted the feint away, then backed away and re-took his position away from her, keeping a good distance. Too close, and she would grapple him, too far away, and neither one would be in a good spot. Ty wanted space to keep her from pressing an attack, as that was just bad for wolves unless he was the one pressing it.
Ty still didn't make a move, he wasn't ready to yet, he decided now that he would only strike out against her when he saw an opening big enough for a take down. Getting her on her back would inevitable end the fight, unless she had some good fighting talent on her back, and was able to hold her own. Very few wolves were though, and even fewer won when they had fallen. Ty continued to let Anya have the floor, his unyielding concentration and focus behind his eyes remained fixated on Anya, although they still occasionally measured the surroundings, making sure Ty wasn't backing himself into a corner or anything.
Ty still didn't make a move, he wasn't ready to yet, he decided now that he would only strike out against her when he saw an opening big enough for a take down. Getting her on her back would inevitable end the fight, unless she had some good fighting talent on her back, and was able to hold her own. Very few wolves were though, and even fewer won when they had fallen. Ty continued to let Anya have the floor, his unyielding concentration and focus behind his eyes remained fixated on Anya, although they still occasionally measured the surroundings, making sure Ty wasn't backing himself into a corner or anything.