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@Derg + Nyra spar #5 
Running out of start-up muse but the GRIND. NEVER. STOPS. I SHALL PREVAIL!!!! 


The Harbinger's drive to Get Good™ still holds over her head like a constant cloud. The thirst feels unquenchable. Irritated with herself but persisting her goal, Nyra calls for Derg again.

A new day, a new call.
He ached from the battling yesterday, but if the Saints were to ever be put under siege, he'd have to work on those aching muscles of his.
If only they had hot springs.

Her call was sent up again.
Yeah. Ok.
He followed the sound to the source, tail wagging with a grin on his face.
No shit now Nyra, he knew the game.

In Nyra's eyes, if Derg were only one thing, it would be smart. Tactical too, perhaps. 
But he was here, and he knew what she desired. 

Grinning back at him, she swayed her tail before pulling into a dead sprint right at him. As if she meant to literally lay his ass flat on the grass. 

But instead of barrelling into him with her mass, she may or may not know better than that with him by now, she pulled a move she had pulled on Kynareth a couple times. 

Not that it would be any easier with Derg due to the size difference. 
She succeeded though, gripping his foreleg, going under him, and flipping him head over tail as she let go and turned to face him again.

She dove for his leg, snatching it up.
She flipped him onto his back with relative ease. He was stocky, but not too heavy.
He twisted up, fighting for breath as he attacked.
He couldn't stop in battle.

He swung teeth to her shoulder, gaining to yank her body so she was unsteady, hopefully making his next attack easier and her attack slow and lumbering.

She felt the sharpness of his teeth in her skin and growled from the pain, letting her weight kareen over in the direction his jaws pulled her - hoping to briefly wind her Overseer some more with her mass, while she took a second to regain herself from his fangs in her shoulder. 
That is....if he let go and/or didn't move.

She started to topple.
Either he pulled harder than he realised or she was more unsteady than he thought.
He scrambled but she landed on his hips. Nearly trapping him.
With a kick he was free and whirling on her again.

His teeth flew for her side. He'd be open to attack as she twisted to block, but perhaps he could use that to his advantage somehow.
He swung his hips around, so if she rose her head he'd hopefully knock her back down with the hard bone.

rolled a 5

Limited for now to ground work, as he bit for her side, Nyra drew in her back legs and aimed a few kicks at his face and neck to try and thrust him away so she could get up, but who knew how that'd go!