If Shadelight made a show of stretching before padding out, and a wolf in the observers happened to hoot her delight about it in support, well—wasn’t that just a funny but totally coincidental start. It was well within his rights to make sure there was a show worth watching after all, and win or lose he intended to have some fun with it.
“So, you’re the beta?” he greeted congenially with a flash of teeth. “My lucky day~ Let’s see what that albino teaches you over there.”
Quick as lightning, the assassin darted in for a testing, if also glancing, blow.
If there was one thing Frost hated it was a cocky attitude and this male reminded him of his youngest brother when he was a pup. He would talk a big game, but he wasn't the biggest pup and would easily be the one to get picked on. He eyed the other male carefully seeing him charge at him and he could sense that the male wanted to win. Usually, he wasn't a fighter. He would avoid fighting if possible since it brought out a side of him that he liked to forget. He felt the first blow from the other and while it hurt, he wasn't out for the count.
He quickly retaliated and lunged at the other.
( Roll 1: 8 )
medigel
medigel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5Total: 5 (1-20)
Posted: Sun Sep 08, 2019 10:40 am
Shadelight waited almost until the last second before dancing away. As an assassin, he needed to brush up on his actual paw to paw combat rather than concentrating everything into a precise blow. But who said he couldn’t have some fun while doing it?
“Almost!” he goaded before turning his momentum forward into a lunge of his own.
Frost watched as the male missed him and it took a lot to miss him too. He wasn't a small wolf. He was a big hulky looking Beta and the reason why he was so menacing looking was because of his size. He kept quiet and made sure he was completely focused. He swiftly made a counterattack and let out a growl hoping to land a hit. There was no way he was going to go down without a fight.
If he didn't, his ego was going to be severely damaged.
Again Shadelight backed off and reassessed, circling. Neither of them were getting hits in now, which wouldn't make for much of a spar. He desired only to clash and see who came out on top. So, he decided one last shot meant putting it all on the table...
Feeling the force of the blow, Frost felt himself fall back a little bit. There was nothing good coming out of this spar. He couldn't even land a successful hit. He couldn't even show that he was a good beta. He recovered from the blow and lunged out at Shadelight one last time hoping to land something. One blow was enough to at least say he gave a good challenge.
A final blow was all it took.
( Roll 1: 8 ) ( Roll 2: 8 ) ( Roll 3: 20 ) Total = 36
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