Self Defense for Dummies
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Kiara had always felt that her hunting skills were enough, that she never need to learn how to fight or defend herself. Yet, the incident with Amy had drastically changed her mind. At X'yrin's request she had agreed to learn self defense from the nomad's mate Saluce. Although, truth be told, Kiara really didn't need a lot of convincing on the matter. The young wolf had met Saluce once or twice before, but both times were in passing so she never got the chance to get to know the male. Although they were pack mates Kiara didn't know a lot about him, just that he was her best friend's mate.


Shortly after Shiloh and Sarian's departure, Kiara had moved out of their house and into the Wentworth Valley, subsequently becoming "neighbors" with X'yrin and Saluce. Although, the den site she had picked out was close to a stream nearly a quarter mile away from her friend's home. Kiara's change in location was obvious to anyone who spotted the white wolf. Her coat was slightly dirty due to her digging in dirt and sleeping in her den, which was nearly complete. Her paws were the worst as they were almost a light brown. She also smelled heavily of the forest, but Alonso's scent had fully disappeared from her coat by that time.


The other change that Kiara didn't realize what that she was a week pregnant, although she had yet to show it physically. What the young wolf had noticed was that she had become a little irritable, a little abject, and her major loss in appetite. Kiara was beginning to worry if she was sick. Not only was she eating less, half of the things she tried to eat were doomed to be regurgitated later on. Her sudden change in appetite had begun to show as well. Her movements were slower due to her lack of energy and she looked slightly thinner than before. Although, the weight loss was difficult to see due to all of her fur and naturally bulky body.


Kiara had set out shortly after midday to take the quarter mile hike to X'yrin's den. It wasn't long before she arrived. Truth be told, the young wolf was nervous. It wasn't that she didn't know Saluce, it was that she didn't know how to fight and didn't want to be seen as weak. Kiara never felt like her inability to shift was a disability, but she thought that some might see it that way. Hopefully, Saluce would be like X'yrin, Shiloh, and Vesper who didn't think her as disabled or helpless.


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The behemoth had slept long into the morning, the previous day’s activities had wore on him. But today offered no respite, he was anticipating a meeting with Kiara, and X’y had warned him to go easier on her than he normally did. The poor girl, well not really if she was wanting some training and mental fortitude and had asked for the help then she wasn’t helpless, she was just on the path to becoming not helpless. The fact she couldn’t shift offered it’s own challenges and really he wasn’t the wolf to come to for four legged combat, but he could however train her and her body for the challenges she’d face. The actually battle training would most likely come from his mate, her prowess on four legs was admittedly better than his, and he’d gladly see her learn from X’y.


Four legs dug into the earth, he wasn’t in his secui form, but in his elegant lupus form. The bulk and size advantage he seemed to hold above all others was wilted away into only a small size difference. But beneath the fur, his powerful body hid his muscle. The wolf that emerged from the den was a almost unrecognizable in this form, but he decided it was the best course of action.


Blues looked around and noticed she had already showed up, having met her at the entrance. His head dipped in greeting before he did something very out of character for him, he pounced towards her in play. His mood had been steadily improving as time went on, and his more playful and caring nature was slowly coming out.


“So you want to be a warrior eh?” he teased as teeth nipped her flesh.


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As Kiara approached the den, out came a large grey male. Saluce smelled a lot like X'yrin and the familiar scent put Kiara in a good mood. Her tail wagged low towards the ground, her eyes shinning with anticipation. What would he be like? Would he be friendly? He at least had to be a good male if X'yrin had picked him. Saluce, like most grey wolves, was obviously bigger than the arctic wolf. His large four legged form was as impressive as his Optime form. The snow wolf gave a woof in greeting as Saluce looked at her and bowed her head in return.


It wasn't until Kiara lifted her snowy head that she saw the behemoth barreling towards her at a great speed. Kiara yipped in surprise, her instincts driving her to become submissive as he pounced at her. She crouched down and pulled her ears back. However, his playful mood wasn't completely lost of the younger wolf, and soon her tail was wagging again. Kiara growled playfully as he nipped at her sides. "Only if your up to the challenge of teaching me." Her teasing voice rang clearly through the crisp winter air.


Kiara tried her best to get out from underneath the larger wolf, but her strength wasn't up to the job. Instead she wiggled underneath him and tried her best to get her teeth on any piece of flesh she could find. Like Saluce, Kiara's nips were meant to be playful and there wasn't a lot of power put behind her soft bites. Although, if should just get a hold of his ears then there was no way the arctic wolf wold let go.


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This wasn’t a usual welcome for him, normally a new student would get his gaze and his stone cold exterior but X’y had taught him that he didn’t quite need to take that route all the time. He also wanted to make her feel welcome and not feel like he was picking on her because of her inability to shift. But their quick little spat ended quickly when her squirming form wiggled free of him and he moved away just in time but not purposefully to keep her teeth from hanging onto a sensitive ear. A suspicious blue eye turned toward her as he realized the point she was aiming at.


A broad grin moved across his lips as he danced around her, before stopping dead in front of her. His teeth snapped playfully and he let out a low growl before he addressed her once again.


“Since teaching you self-defense is as much about tactics as it is physical prowess. Since my normal routine of working out and pushing my boundaries obviously differs from what I am going to put you through, it took a bit of imagination. “ he chuckled a bit, tail wagging as eyes looked over the entrance to the den and then back to her. The brutes mood could be attributed to something else entirely, there were obvious things that brightened him up and certain night time activities usually did the trick as well.


“If you want to learn to fight you must condition your body, you certainly won’t have to put yourself through the rigors I or my mate do, but staying in shape and keeping your body in good physical condition allow you to be better at defending others, puppies, and yourself. Knowing how to fight and defend yourself is key to being a good pack member as well, at least from my point of view. So first, since I’m sure your able to run great distances, I want to work on how nimble you are. IN the dirt here I have laid out three four sticks, the first is the start point. And I’ll demonstrate this drill. “ He dipped his head and let out a long yawn as his body stretched out before standing at full height and shaking his body.


Saluce walked over to the starting point, and waiting for a moment before suddenly bursting off the line and to the first stick, once arriving he stopped on a dime switched direction and cut back to the starting point. Once this round was done, he started again going for the second stick, stopping and then darting back to the starting part, and the last time he went all the way out to the third before running back.


“This drill, helps build stamina and also you learn how to charge direction on a dime… Now I’d like for you to try it.”


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After Kiara had been greeted with such a friendly welcome, all of her previous worries about the grey male were forgotten. Kiara was a hunter, not a fighter. However, that didn't mean she wasn't up for a friendly brawl. Like a puppy, the snow wolf loved to play and wrestle with pack mates and friends. If training meant more wrestling, she was more than happy to comply. A playful growl emanated from the alabaster females lips as she wigged free and tried to reach for the larger males ear. However, the skilled wolf managed to dodge out of the way, making Kiara's jaws snap at only air.


Sapphire eyes sparkled as Saluce danced around her. The snow wolf crouched down, her head almost touching the cold earth while her rear shook in the air thanks to her wagging tail. Kiara eyed Saluce as he walked around and waited for the male to make the move. When it came Kiara reared up on her hind legs, her paws beating the air. Playing a wrestling game with adults was very different than when she played with the children. More exciting, and less of her fur got ripped out.


Despite the playful atmosphere, Saluce's words were serious and Kiara did her best to listen and remember. It was a little difficult because she was also trying to concentrate on the game. Saluce's comment about imagination and his meaningful look towards the den confused the arctic wolf for a moment. She cocked her head to the side and wondered momentarily what he meant by it. It didn't take Kiara long to figure out that for once, she really didn't want to know. The word puppies really caught the Ikusei's attention, her mind immediately focused and ready. To fight for puppies, that was something she would do any day.


With great anticipation, Kiara listened and watched the demonstration of what Saluce called a "drill". As she watched a smirk crossed her face. That was easy. Kiara could do it in her sleep. It was just running and turning, nothing hard. Like most arctic wolves, Kiara had great stamina despite her size and she had been running to improve her stamina since the attack. When it was her turn, the snow wolf confidently trotted up to the first stick. She could do this. Kiara prepared herself to run.


Her muscles coiled like a well oiled spring, her head lowered and her ear flattened against her scalp. With a swish of her tail she was off, in moments the first stick came up and Kiara moved to turn. However, her footing was lost and she immediately went head first into the ground. Indignantly she stood, her pride wounded more than her body. An angry growl emanated from somewhere unknown, and it confused her for a minute. The voice didn't sound like Saluce. It took Kiara a minute to realize SHE was the one who had growled. Kiara cast an apologetic glance at the older male. "Sorry. I...um...I'll just start over." With a snort, the snow wolf moved back to the first stick and tried again.


The second time through was a little more successful. Kiara was able to do the drill without falling, but at a much slower rate than Saluce. By the end her sides were heaving and her tail drooped. Kiara really regretted not making herself eat despite how sick she had become over the first course. Panting the arctic wolf asked, "So, how was that?" Where had all of her stamina gone?

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Blues gleamed as a happy tail wagged behind him, his maw barely opened and he showed no fatigue from his little bout. This drill wasn’t meant to be done once but for now it was all he needed to do to show her how it was supposed to be done. The behemoth sat down on his haunches, watching the lady take her stance and jet off to the first stick, but the look across his face was a bit humorous when she failed to make the first turn. But he smiled broader as she attempted it again and was successful to some degree as she made the whole circuit before stopping. She was rather sloppy at it, and he was anticipating this, but her exhaustion wasn’t something he was prepared for.


His head swiveled on its hinge, rotating until blues looked at her in curiosity. Almost to say *seriously?* he really couldn’t believe she had tired herself out so quickly but he’d find out, this exercise was meant to be done over and over and over again until the body literally gave out and since he had been a nice boy in greeting her he figured it was time to dispel the myth of this training going to be easy.


Saluce straightened up his face shedding all its former pleasantries and his eyes burned back at her.


“That was pitiful, you will run at full speed as fast as you can and change direction as fast as you can….” His looked turned to the path before them and then back to her.


“Again”


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It was disheartening to feel how tired she was after what should have been a simple exercise. Kiara recognized that she was tired beforehand, and knew she hadn't eaten anything since the other day. But those two factors alone should not have caused her to be so tired after a little sprinting. Saluce looked at her, the disappointment in his eyes mimicking her own. She lowered her ears a little and swiveled her head around to look at her stomach. There she could see the edges of her scar. The terrible spiral had healed well and her thick coat covered most of the injury, which made it a lot less painful to look at. Kiara blinked, could her scars still be healing? Had she not fully healed. It had been a month and a half since the incident and she was sure that she had healed quite nicely. Perhaps they were still affecting her performance.


When Saluce started speaking, Kiara turned to face the larger male. All of the kindness that it once held was gone. Instinctively, the arctic wolf shrank into the dirt. She deserved a scolding and she knew it. Once Saluce had barked his order, Kiara couldn't get to the sticks fast enough. Immediately she began the run again. Her sides heaving, her tongue swinging freely in the air. Again and again she did the routine. After each time she was left with less and less energy. Yet she went back for more. As the young wolf moved through the drills, she thought about her first winter. The icy cold, the bitter wind, the dark days. Even with the all of the game present in her valley, the constant blizzards made it very difficult to find food. For days the arctic wolves would go without food, and they would run for mile after mile while they tracked the pray down. Yet there she was, weak after only a few short exercises. It was truly pathetic.


After a while, Kiara had lost count of how many drills she had done. She had fallen numerous times, and had ran the drill even more than that. Kiara felt like she had improved a little, but it wasn't enough. Finally the snow wolf sat on the ground, panting. She turned to Saluce, "See I can do it. I just wish I wasn't so darn tired. I must be getting sick or something. Nothing a good rabbit can't cure." The though of a rabbit made the arctic wolf want to vomit, and Kiara was sure if there was anything in her stomach, she would have.


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Saluce sat quietly, as the wolf darted off again. His blues ever judging and noting her failures and her determined nature, he found she was quiet persistent even if her actions where unrefined. But it did little to change the solid facial structures upon his face, no his face changed little, and he still held a more powerful gaze as she continued. Each attempt she seemed to improve on even if it wasn’t noticeable to her, her footwork gaining a little bit more effort and grace, her body visibly preparing for the change in direction. All said and done she was doing well but she had stopped before he had said to do so.


Saluce looked upon her, at a crossroads, he had promised not to be harsh with her, but he also knew she could do this more, he wanted to push her to the brink, but his thoughts got the better of him. Blues softened as he looked at the struggling female, her form obviously exhausted even after a short ten minute work out.


He stood and his tail started wagging as he approached, his tongue lashing out against her maw to comfort her, which again was out of character but he didn’t mind. He nuzzled her head a bit trying to coax her to rise once again, and to reaffirm his connection with a fellow pack mate. She had done well for her first time, his body visibly rejoicing in this as well. A paw rose up to bat at her maw playfully before trying once again to use his nose to get her up and on her feet.


“I want you to do this twice a day, fifteen times for the first two weeks, then twenty for the next two weeks and so forth until you’re doing it fifty times twice a day. If you do that, you’ll be better than me in no time at this drill.” He offered as a bit of humor before he backed off to look her over, if she hadn’t been eating well then exercise would bring out the need to eat more he reasoned, and he hoped her malnutrition would solve itself. A paw beat the ground again, he felt in a playful mood and through play he could start teaching her how to expose her strengths, guard her weaknesses and exploit his.


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The entire time Kiara ran Saluce simply sat and stared at her with uncaring eyes. His solid face seemed almost reproachful to Kiara and made her feel as if she was getting worse, not better. However, that all changed when she stopped. His blue eyes softened and his kind demeanor returned. His wagging tail was reciprocated by Kiara's own weaker wags. She was tired, and her sides panted heavily. On top of her physical exhaustion, she was hungry and nauseous all at the same time.


The silver males tongue against her maw was comforting and made Kiara feel that much better. She was a little lonely in her den and missed seeing other canines every day. Just being with Saluce was enough and feeling his presence was even better. A soft paw connected with the snow wolf's maw, making her head dip a little. Kiara nuzzled and licked Saluce in return, and at his coercing she stood. Her body complained and shook a little, but still she forced her muscles to move and obey. Arctic wolves weren't weak, and Kiara was determined not to be the exception.


Kiara soaked up Saluce's words like a sponge. The regimen he was putting her on wouldn't be easy, or fun. Those drills were annoying and made her slip and fall a lot. Kiara would feel a lot better if he had just told her to run. Thinking about it, what was stopping her from doing that as well? The white wolf vaguely remembered the highway that ran through Ichika and extended up to New Dawn. Although the road was broken in many locations, its wasn't a bad run. The hint of humor was completely lost on Kiara because all she heard was a challenge. A mischievous glint appeared in her eyes as she imagined how much stronger her secret running would make her. That settled it, not only would she do the drills, she'd also run everyday. Although it left her with only a little time to hunt and relax, Kiara didn't really mind. It wasn't like she was eating all that much anyways.


Once again, playtime was initiated. Kiara was always up for playtime, even if she was dog tired. The snowy female jumped towards Saluce, her front paws extended in the hopes that she could wrap her forelimbs around his neck. If Kiara could successfully execute her "hug" she'd go after his soft ears like any puppy would. After all, ears were great places to hold onto.


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Kiara seemed very much ready to play when it was suggested as she came surging forward. He allowed her to connect with his shoulders but his taller frame would present a challenge for her. His lips curled open as fangs where exposed and with her neck and maw so close by he challenged her quickly, surging forward with strong paws and putting the pressure on her back paws to see if she would struggle to stay upright. A fierce playful growl emitted from his throat as fangs lashed out at her, seeking to dissuade her from such an action.


Saluce quickly tried to attain an upper hand and expose her chosen point in play, pushing forward and hoping to pin her against a nearby tree. Each time she attempted to go for an ear his head would twist and nips and bites would shower her, not letting her have the ear she so desperately wanted to latch onto.


“You’re not getting one of my ears!” he growled at her playfully before she finally did. His growl roared even as he nipped and bit at her exposed neck knowing that in play he couldn’t really take advantage of her neck like it was. In a real fight trading an ear for the attacks throat would have been an easy choice, but for now he was bested by her fangs, that latched on and drove him crazy.


When his frustration boiled over, he finally acted in a powerful motion, his back legs pushed forward with an immense amount of power behind them, with his head pushing right into her neck. The act itself was meant to throw her or to even get her off balance to where he could turn the tables in this play fight. Whether she held onto his ear on the way down, well that was up for debate.


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Sorry for the wait. WC: 442



Bears weren't the only ones who could deliver mean hugs. Kiara's tail wagged furiously as her forelimbs wrapped around Saluce awkwardly. Unfortunately for her, the grey male was much larger than she was and it was impossible for her to reach all the way around him. In the end, the snow wolf hung off the side of his neck and was practically standing as she tried to grab onto his ears. Soft and playful growls emanated from both wolves making the fight seem a lot more real than it actually was.


Due to her lack of experience, Kiara only knew two things: surge forward and go for the ears. Therefore, Saluce's tries to knock her off balance succeed and worked very well. With a surprised yip, she was down. Both her paws quickly slid off of Saluce's neck as she fell backwards and landed with her paws in the air. However, it was thanks to her fall that she managed to avoid the bigger male's jaws. Kiara tried her best to get up and lunge for him. Her effort were only met with a much larger body mass as Saluce plunged forward and pinned her smaller frame against a nearby tree.


Kiara's playful growls and yips in protest could be heard clearly as Saluce pinned her against the bark. Her neck stretched out in yet another attempt to claim her prize. The arctic wolf was showered in soft nips and his gentle bites on her neck. Throughout it all Kiara continued to struggle, her back paws dug into the ground as her front ones tried to push herself towards his ears.


At long last Kiara got hold of one of his ears and held on with all her might. She wasn't trying to hurt Saluce, she just tried to hold on for as long as possible, and it worked for a little while. However, a sudden surge from Saluce brought the arctic wolf down again. The impact knocked the wind out of her and she let go with a gasp. After a moment she resumed her flailing. The snow wolf's body twisted on the ground, her paws beating wildly in the air as she tried to free herself from Saluce and the ground. Occasionally, her head would launch up and try to go after his ears again.


Eventually, Kaira's movements slowed and her paws hung uselessly in the air. Playing was fun, but tiring. Her sides heaved a little and a pink tongue flopped out of her mouth. Kiara help a happy and content smile as she looked up at Saluce. Wrestling with adults was a lot more satisfying the besting puppies.


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The fun little romp had evolved into him pushing her around, on several occasions she had lost her footing and he had taken advantage of that to bring more painful nips upon her as consequence. However he couldn’t say he wasn’t having fun, to do so would be lying and anyone could plainly see, his tail was flying back and forth in excited sweeps. For a long time the male would have never been caught dead doing this, but he was happy, much happier than he had been in a long time, and a certain female had reawakened his lighter more playful side as well. A long playful growl uttered across his lips just feeling himself getting warmed up about the time she struggled on the ground. His blues looked at the fae and cocked his head to the side as if to say *tired already?*.


Saluce backed away and then pranced around her, feet thumping against the earth, each step high and practiced as tail stood high. He was gloating or rather mock gloating in the event she would suddenly find the will to play again and continue their fun little romp. He yipped and growled but she seemed to be done and considering the work she had done today he guessed it was time to call it to a close. His form resumed its closeness to her, tongue lashing out against her forehead, in a thanking act. The big male wasn’t beyond signs of affection towards others not being his mate. He back off when he felt the point had gotten across and sat down a few feet from her.


His front paws still danced a bit along the ground as he calmed and looked over the female with a smirk. She was a wolf of good stock, he could see the real beauty this she wolf held and hoped that sometime she’d be rewarded for her innocent and yet bubbly demeanor with a wolf that would treat her as the princess she was.




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Exhaustion enveloped the young wolf, her underweight body strained from all of the exercise and play. Despite her evident fatigue Kiara still smiled, her teeth flashing as a pink tongue hung off to the side. She loved to play and wrestle and no amount of exhaustion would ever change that. Kiara stared at Saluce, his blue eyes questioning her. Kiara's smiled turned sheepish as she was reluctant to actually say that she was tired. Yet her body wouldn't move to her commands and all she could do was grin and wag her tail a little. As the larger male backed away, Kiara rolled over onto her stomach and simply laid in the dirt panting. Saluces attempts to goad her met with weak yips and growls, but nothing more. Kiara whined a little as the grey male licked her forehead. She returned his thanking gesture with a few licks of her own to his jaw. Despite being worn out, she had a lot of fun.


The white wolf rested her head on her paws, feeling her own soft fur against her cheek. Her eyes closed briefly and she completely missed Saluce's dancing paws. Kiara could feel the deep lulls of sleep calling to her and her tired body. The inviting warmth was incredibly tempting but the young female managed to stay awake, allowing her to open her eyes. The way Saluce looked at her, like was deep in thought and had come across a joke. Kiara cocked her head to the side, wondering what could be so funny.


She gave his smirk little thought though and stood, taking a moment to stretch her aching limbs. After that she shook herself briefly before turning to Saluce. Her sapphire eyes questioned the older male. What was next? Were they done? All Kiara really wanted to do at that point was take a nap.


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