Redhawk Caldera Crunch time

Same!  I do have the bonus of being rusty as hell at fight crud -- not that people ever challenged my more aggressive chars in the past anyway, heh.  So if it's unclear or too much or whatever, lemme know! howdidthisgetsolong

Part of the way he naturally fought was to be more reactive than aggressive.  He was more the sort to be annoying, keeping out of reach when he could, countering when he couldn't, and generally being a pain.  With those who'd been assigned to his group in his old pack, it had worked out quite well -- he'd just waste an enemy's time until one of the brawlers noticed he had someone sufficiently distracted.  He didn't have one of those here, though he was starting to think maybe in any future plans he should treat Towhee the same way -- it wasn't like she had any more chance of hearing calls than those idiots ever had at paying attention to them.  At least she had a reason for it.

His main problem at the moment, besides his severe lack of sleep, was that from his perspective she was doing things he wasn't necessarily expecting, probably something along the lines of having learned a different school of martial arts.  At least the charge worked, and now that his brain was catching up, he was kind of wishing he'd done some sort of follow up to that.  Little bit late.  Guess he was going to let her lead a while longer.

Her next choice of target was a pretty smart one in his eyes, as Quixote was not a fast wolf, nor was he the most flexible, since his stouter build was awful for both.  Though he did rotate away from her to momentarily delay the dive, he ended up aiming for a similar target even as she got a grip onto his ankle.  His goal was to grab whichever bit of rear leg got within his reach and then make it cross the middle line of her body to throw off her balance, either by yanking the far leg towards him or throwing himself under her with the close leg in his maw. He could probably still manage it but it was a risk he'd take in that half-second before whatever Towhee was planning to do with his leg became clear.

Or he could just end up look like an idiot snapping at air as she held him at bay like he was the short kid who can't reach the bully -- she probably had the extra body length to keep out of his grip if she minded her steps properly.  Then he'd just have to hop and figure out a different approach if a reset for a round two wasn't called.