Competition

[Døvu]

"Heh, thats if we even get to fight today. Until we find out for sure you better stick that tongue back in your mouth." Dingo said giving Nash a friendly bonk on the back of the noggin. They walked together to their next class. He opened the doors to the arena as they were greeted by a cool breeze of air. Dingo looked around the building which was made of solid stone. Just the feel of the environment gave him a feeling that this class was going to be challenging for him. However, it gave him a rush of butterflies in his stomach as he imagined sparring with other students. Having nearly nothing but natural instincts and street fights as experience, he kept himself calm. At least he appeared that way on the outside.

[Black-Horse]

Rylo got up and walked over to the students, giving a slight glare. " Hello, My name is Rylo, And I will be your combat teacher. He said in a serious tone. I will mostly perfect you into close quarters combat, mostly in advanced with swords. I can teach you how to master and have full control connected from your own cortex to your reflexes. I can teach you to many ways to dislocate your oponment at any area. But, for a start through this year, we will have to do the basics. Form a line, today I want to see what you can do.

[Gen]

Blair walked to the third spot in line, grinning quite widely. She took off her street shoes in preparation, beginning to calm herself. She looked behind her. "So which idiot shall I be dancing around today?~" She grinned charismatically, quite excited. She wasn't wearing proper fighting clothing, but her agility would always back her up.

[[Sov]]

When Dingo opened the doors to the arena Nash felt his adrenalin begin to pump through his veins. This was his blood, and he licked his chops and rubbed his hands together like a hunger had built in him an he was standing in a feral state over a fresh kill. His eyes blacked out, and his pupils widened. He started doing some warm up jumping jacks, stretching his back, neck, and shoulders out. The white wolf looked at his fellow classmates, and scanned them all up and down while listening to his teacher talk about swords, and then basics. He was ready for anything. Getting in line he said, "Let's do this!"

[Black-Horse]

Rylo walked back and fourth across the line with his hands behind his back, speaking with a tone of deep seriousness. " You will each have an aponment, simple and basic, we will have one stand on the red side of the small arena, and the other on the blue side. For who ever loses will be put in the back of the line, and a new aponment shal come. You shal begin fighting with the sound of the bell. I expect you to use some defense, because if you cant defend yourself and only use offense the whole time, you will fall, because full offense will blind you. Its best you limber up while you are in line." Rylo pointed at the 1st two in line.  " You two, your up!"

[Døvu]

Dingo knew he would regret standing in the front of the line. Worst of all he had to fight Nash, who was right behind him. He walked forward hesitantly and took his place on the blue side of the arena. He cracked his neck and knuckles, and stretched his arms, legs, and back. He looked at Nash and couldn't help but smile a little. He beckoned him over with some sarcasm, but after that his mood changed into seriousness, feeling he had something to prove, and that he did.

[[Sov]]

Nash looked at Dingo, his primal fighting instincts taking over his body, and his adrenalin pumping through his veins quickly. His eyed blurred for a moment as they usually did when he was focusing on his target. He closed his eyes and thought to himself Dingo is my dorm mate, not an enemy, don't hurt him. Reopening his eyes he saw the look on Dingo's face that seemed to be a little bit of come and get me, mixed with apprehension, and then it changed to seriousness.

Nash lowered his snout and looked up at Dingo, his eyes looked like black diamonds that were being shown on top of a white table cloth. He walked up to Dingo, kind of close, tilting his head to the side showing his teeth. He had no intentions of using his teeth, but intimidation was one of Nash's fun past times. He turned to face his opponent, no, his friend, his opponent, ARGH. Nash shook the thoughts out of his head, and then lowered into his fighting stance. "Your move first." Nash's voice didn't sound normal, it sounded deeper, and like it had a thirst behind it. He wanted to see what Dingo's strength was before he did anything stupid.

[Døvu]

Outside he looked strong and ready to fight, but on the inside his bones shook with fear. He decided not to say anything, afraid his voice would tremble too much. Dingo put up his fists and planted his paws as he started to bounce on them a little. He started to move slightly back and forth examining Nash's defensive stance. He gave a soft check with his left, and came around with a full forced swing with his right.

[[Sov]]

Nash quickly blocked Dingo's check with his right forearm. His keen senses telling him that this lion wasn't a weakling, he knew there was another move coming, and there was. Nash threw his left arm up quickly and blocked Dingo's punch with the palm of his hand, at the same time stepping his left leg back and leaning into his right he balled his fist and swung up and around towards Dingo's chin.

[Døvu]

Defenseless against the imminent uppercut he close his eyes and clenched his teeth together. Taking the hit he spun around facing the opposite wall. Dingo moved his jaw around, channeling pain into fury. He turned around again and stepped quickly towards Nash, planting hard on the inside with his left foot, he spun his entire body around with his right foot high in the air, sending the roundhouse kick towards Nash's fortified stance in under a second.

[[Sov]]

The roundhouse kick hit Nash so fast and so hard in his right knee it buckled, causing him to fall to the ground. On all fours he pushed himself back up onto his feet but stayed in a crouched position until he thrusted himself back up and forward towards Dingo again. Sending a hard right toward his face followed quickly by a left that was directed at Dingo's gut.

[Døvu]

Dingo saw the right hand coming, and misdirected it as he grabbed Nash's wrist. However Nash's left hand hit Dingo hard in the abdomen, knocking the wind out of him. Still holding onto his wrist, Dingo pulled Nash towards him giving a quick hard jab in the side of his ribs as he stumbled past. Dingo focused for a second to recatch his breath, then put his fists back in the air.

[Black-Horse]

Rylo stepped in and broke the two apart. " Stop!, you two need lots of learning to do. You seem to have both taken a beating, well thats not true. You two just arnt strong and havnt been roughed up. Next!

[[Sov]]

Dingo grabbed Nash's wrist and pulled him twisting it as he stumbled past him, Nash felt something pop on the top of his right wrist and his thumb went completely numb. The next thing he knew he felt a jab in the ribs that made him growl out in pain. He grit his teeth at the entirety of what just happened. He backed away from Dingo to refocus, and then tried to get back into his stance, but when he tried to make a fist with his right hand the pain shot through the top of his thumb, and up into his elbow. "RAAHHH!!!" Nash shouted out and held his arm, but he couldn't stop now, no, he just wouldn't use his right arm. He shook it a bit, and then held it close to his body, but kept his thumb loose. Nash stepped back towards Dingo, and then their teacher Rylo, stepped in between them to break up their fight. Nash growled and snapped his jowls at the teacher for breaking them up, but it was probably for the best.

[Døvu]

Dingo rubbed his bruised abs and tried to crack his jaw. He stepped off the arena floor and off to the side next to the others standing in line, avoiding all eye contact. Frankly he was disappointed... He thought for sure their little show would have impressed the teacher at least a little. Thankful Rylo broke up the fight before Nash did some serious harm, he looked over at him holding his hand in pain. Feeling terrible he went over to him. "Sorry." Dingo said. "I didn't mean to..."