Blackwater Islands Will you end my pain?

Set a few hours after our other spar thread <3

Despite having already sparred with Fury today, Alduin is still uneasy feeling in his own body. So much pent up energy and he has no outlet. His only other outlet is killing, but he can’t be out doing that right now. He still needs to investigate more into he and his brother’s mission. 

So he would saunter back to @Fury and sigh when he reaches her. “I’m bored.” He’d confess. “Another spar?” He asks warily regarding her growing stomach.

Fury had nothing better to do these days, currently barred from going to the mainland in order to keep herself and her children safe. 

So when Alduin approached with the expression of boredom, and suggested another spar, Fury grinned at him and began to circle, eyes feral much like his own.

She’s quick to agree, as usual, and begins prowling around him in her usual predatory manner. Alduin would almost grin, eyeing her down as she goes before lunging towards her. Teeth search for her legs — whichever one he could grab, before closing his jaws around them.

Fury watches him eye her down, and as he comes for her forelegs, the Warmaiden rears on her hind legs a bit and seeks to grab his nape in her widened jaws, shaking and pulling much like his father before him while hopefully her weight would push him downward. If it worked, great, if not, she had plenty of other moves.

The pale woman rears up and and slams paws and teeth into his nape, causing him to stumble backwards a few steps. He tried to fight her, but ultimately ends up going down against her heavy weight. He immediately tries snapping at her face and neck, kicking paws up into her chest as well. But ever so careful as to not kick her stomach.

The wardog is silently grateful he watches her stomach in their brawl. 

His teeth snap and slash near her face, nicking her in a few places as she snaps and slashes in return, aiming her fangs for his throat in an effort to pin him down.

They snap endlessly at one another until Fury is predictably going for his throat. Tucking his chin in an attempt to make it less likely for her to grab, he attempts to kick out her back legs in order to get up once more.

Fury misses her grab for his throat, instead feeling her legs kicked out from under her, where she's only able to correct herself enough to crash to the ground and not directly on top of him. 
Instinctively, her back legs come inward as much as possible, teeth bared and ready for him if Alduin chose to further attack.

The woman would stumble to the ground with a thump as Alduin towers over her. She brings in her legs, ready to kick and scratch at him, but he doesn’t go further. Especially because of her growing stomach.  Rather he would star down at her and nod a job well done before backing off of her. Even helping her up with a maw to her scruff if she so needs it.

“A good fight, Fury.” He says deeply then.

"Always, I would hope." The Warmaiden responds with a chuckle as she rises to her feet again, thankful for his help as she gets up.

Assuming they were done sparring for now, the behemoth would offer Alduin an inviting glance before trotting off, intent to make another round of a patrol.

She would answer back with her usual smirk and a purring of a laugh from her lips. He’d answer he back with a chuckle and a nod before following her off on their patrol.