Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150811164916/@comment-27226023-20150812024723

Calli felt her ankle being grabbed as she was pulled towards Scythe. She anticipated what was going to happen next. Her uncle (the second eldest) did this to her all the time. Saying that she had no control over her natural speed and that she was easy to counter in one of his many stern lectures he had with her.

She swung out her foot and deflected the low kick while the right hook came she had  an arm up already to block it. Then she pushed of from Scythe's chest, flipping through the air before landing some distance away from him.

Calli didn't say anything. She took to the crouching coyote stance again. Her hair seemed to bristle a little.