11-29-2009, 09:43 PM
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Although Ty did not doubt the coyote's skill in combat, it was rather obvious that when Jantus said 'best fighter' he didn't entirely mean it. Nevertheless, Ty's gaze switched from the large wolf to the small coyote, smiling as best as he could as to not anger the coyote, who knew how good the creature really was. Although coyotes weren't exactly the top fighters in terms of strength, but they were crafty and speedy, and have been known to outmaneuver and kill wolves, though usually numbers help as well.
However Ty's small lapse in focus was exactly when the coyote made a move, the coyote, in luperci form, made quite a swift upward palm towards Ty's chest, to which Ty only reacted instinctively to in order to dodge, he ended up stumbling backwards and nearly falling over. His dodge was sloppy, but he was still standing, nevertheless Ty wasn't really prepared for the second swing towards his solar plexus. However, again, it was simple muscle memory that reacted instead of actually thinking about what he was doing. Instead of being smart and jumping back to keep himself on his feet or blocking, he simply let his legs fall slightly limp and allowed his body to sink to the ground, allowing the second fist to swish over his head.
Ty was beginning to regain his bearings though, trying to resettle his footing and actually make a counterattack against the coyote's startling, yet slow swings. He remembered that the alpha instructed Ty to not draw blood, that this was a spar, which Ty would respect at least. Placing his feet sturdily on the ground, his body suddenly burst off the ground as well, and Ty made a rather scrappy but still slow headbutt towards the coyote's chest.
However Ty's small lapse in focus was exactly when the coyote made a move, the coyote, in luperci form, made quite a swift upward palm towards Ty's chest, to which Ty only reacted instinctively to in order to dodge, he ended up stumbling backwards and nearly falling over. His dodge was sloppy, but he was still standing, nevertheless Ty wasn't really prepared for the second swing towards his solar plexus. However, again, it was simple muscle memory that reacted instead of actually thinking about what he was doing. Instead of being smart and jumping back to keep himself on his feet or blocking, he simply let his legs fall slightly limp and allowed his body to sink to the ground, allowing the second fist to swish over his head.
Ty was beginning to regain his bearings though, trying to resettle his footing and actually make a counterattack against the coyote's startling, yet slow swings. He remembered that the alpha instructed Ty to not draw blood, that this was a spar, which Ty would respect at least. Placing his feet sturdily on the ground, his body suddenly burst off the ground as well, and Ty made a rather scrappy but still slow headbutt towards the coyote's chest.