Erin couldn’t help but to smirk at Krista’s response, arm
raising and bent as she stretched. They’ve never sparred before,
but from what Erin had observed and calculated, the fair
blonde wasn’t so bad at all. If anything, maybe Erin
could teach her. And with that thought, she realized, she
wanted to.
( A wolf keeps his pack strong; everyone contributes to the
hunt, or how else would they plan to survive? )
A naive grin emits from Erin’s retort, well at least she is compassionate, it’s less crude than Ymir’s teasing, she notes gratefully. She only notices because judging is in her nature, and her adversary had eyes that seemed only lacerating, so much she avoided to be put under their tender scalpel. Much more to mirror the other, she begins stretching, grabbing her ankle and folding her knee, toes pointing straight. She stares at something definite on the floor so she might not oscillate, she releases then her ankle, but doesn’t touch the ground yet, folding her knee over her stomach. Eventually her palm shifts to her shin and she crochets her leg to the side. Repeating with the other leg, she stares at Erin’s nose. Taekwondo techniques had been the wisest choice, she lacked brute force but could develop speed. However, those techniques depended mostly on legs, and Erin would discover it soon.
Only nodding to the invitation, she bends swiftly, right leg her anchor to the ground and left slightly stretched. One closed palm to her chest, another open towards her opponent. She begins casually, a simple front kick ---- she shifts --- hips following a circular kick to her side ---- she shifts --- back turned and right feet springing in an uppercut. A second passes and she 360 kicks a circular kick with her left foot and lands carefully before flinging her right foot up, up, up, before hammering down onto the other girl.
“Okay?” She simply demands.