Hideaway Strath Give me something to break

@Kynareth Deagon #11/17 

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The thing about fighting is...once you start, it's really hard to get out of the habit of doing everything you can to fuck up someone's face when the opportunity is there. 
Good thing sparring exists. 

The Harbinger called for her Grandmaster again.

Do Kynareth’s ears deceive him? Or is that the Harbinger calling him with a the hopes of a spar on her tongue? He thinks so. 

So once more he’s quick to meet her presence. Yet, this time he sneaks up behind her, quiet as a church mouse. Well, until he doesn’t feel like it anymore and comes bounding out of his hiding spot.

If able he’d get a quick nip to her rump before he settles into a ready position in front of her. Let’s go his expression practically sings with determination.

Silence is blissful, even somewhat adding to the intensity, really. 
A nip to her rump makes her yip in surprise, followed by a light quiver before she jumped a tad. Snorting as if to say you meanie, Nyra charged Donovan, maneuvering to hook her shoulder between his chest muscles, driving him upward and either to the side or backward - whichever way his body wants to go.

He laughs brilliantly when he hear the squeak and a hug come from her maw, but he’s not allowed to celebrate too long before she’s on him. He’s quick to try and move back, but it’s too late, she’s digging her shoulder into his chest and sending him flying. 

He doesn’t completely fall, though he is definitely stunned as he stumbles to right his footing. Not having time to do much else except snap back at her to see if he can buy himself more time before her next attack.

Giving him time to recoup wasn't on purpose, but some things can't be helped. Still, as Kyn is gaining his breath back, Nyra snaps for the meat of his foreleg, pulling and shaking with all she had, not trying to flip him, no, but maybe make him dance a bit to ward off her teeth 
, hehehe

She’s bites him and dance he does. Hopping on three legs to defend against those expert fangs his arm is dangling from. In retaliation, he doesn’t do much but rear up slightly and bring his massive, heavy head down onto her own in a horrific head-but.

Ow. 
She yips as his head meets hers, letting go of his arm with a dazed flop. 
oh, her head is gonna hurt like a bitch later. Still, she comes back with all the force she can muster, throwing herself upward...hoping to thwack him in the forehead with her own skull. 
She'd be hurting regardless of if she actually connected. She could feel her pulse in her temples already...

They meet in the air, two beats fighting on their hind legs. Front paws grappling one another as they clash teeth. Her headbutt definitely connects and he’s feeling a bit woosy afterwards. Especially after his own headbutt he gave her only a bit ago. Still it doesn’t stop him from wiggling his body to get loose from her grip. Backing up defensively, he steps to the side in an attempt to snap at her shoulder.

PP of Kynareth given by Malia OOC for wrap-up purposes! :> 

She lands on all fours as he backs up, then lunging sideways quickly to bowl him over. 
As it ended last time, this spar was concluded the same way; with a wrestle.
Except... Nyra was on top this time! 

"Truce?" She purred to him, letting her Grandmaster up with a chuckle. 
Again, they split to do their duties for the pack.
Another spar was well on the way.