Ian
*All was calm and at ease within one of the training yards at the dojo - Svilena was doing some quiet meditation, though she did look ready to move if need be.*

*Some locals walked about the dojo itself, and the fellow monks as well - some were having various discussions among themselves.*
Ann
*Some call what he was a curse. Those who did simply didn't understand. Instead of learning they allow their fear to bend their minds. In the end all it did was make them weak, at least as far as Elias was concerned.

Through his travels he had heard of this Dojo. Not much, but enough to have peaked his interest. A place people came to train. Perhaps a place he would be able to grow his skills. Without a pack to back him he had suffered in the art of fighting. 

But now the moon called to him. She made him restless as she slowly turn her face to him each night. He needed to let out some energy before the full moon came. He needed to be in control. 

**"Excuse me?"** He call out as he walk a touch haphazardly into the dojo. **"You people fight here yes?"** He call out to any who might be listening.
Ian
*One of the elven monks of the Dojo approached him. They would nod their head in relation to his question, and direct him to meet with the Bhante of the Dojo, whom was in one of the training yards.*

*Upon Elias's approach, Svilena would catch the half elf's smell - but it wasn't like other half elves that she knew. It reminded her more of a wild animal almost... She'd open her eyes and turn her head in his direction.*

"Welcome to Akhara Vata stranger, I am Svilena Vihur - how might I assist ye?" *She'd ask, moving to stand up at her full height.*
Ann
*The Dojo was filled with countless scents, though the most notable he expected belonged to the keepers of this place. Though, as he was lead to the master of this place Elias could feel the hairs on the back of his neck raise slightly. Especially as the figure stood to her full height. He hadn't expected to be towered over, it wasn't a common occurrence.*

"I-" *His voice hitched slightly as he tilted his head to look up at their reptilian woman.* 

"Well.. I was looking for a sparing partner. I've got some.. Energy I need to let off" *He admitted a hint nervously, his hand rubbing the back of his neck. Though despite his surprise something within him stir. It wanted to fight this woman. It wanted to test both tooth and claw against her. A worthy challenge for a werewolf. 

Finally*
Ian
*Even from sight and smell alone, Svilena could pick up on the slight feral nature of this fellow - seems there was clearly more to than what could be seen.*

"So extra energy to let loose, perfectly reasonable - so do you prefer fighting hand to hand?" *She'd ask, flexing her own claws for a moment, before a swirl of channeled wind appeared in her palm* "Or with a weapon or magic? I'm rather flexible depending."

"Oh how rude of me, might I ask for your name as well?"
Ann
*Elias could feel the itch of excitement beneath his skin as he watched the figure before him flex her claws. There was nothing more invigorating than combat with an equal, or better yet someone superior to him. Unlike many he had met through his travels he was not afraid to lose. Often failure was the best teacher, and so long as he learned from it, it didn't matter. A blip in history so to speak.*

"Never was much for Magic, but I'm decently quick with tooth and claw." *He mused, a grin slipping across his handsome features, a rather wolfish gleam in his jade eyes.*

"Elias. Elias Wolfram" *He answer with a polite dip of his head.* "Fight however you wish. Beasts rarely get to choose their opponents" *He chuckled with a challenging stare. He had been hunted before. He remembered the attacked on his old pack and how they had used their weakness against them. Spar's were fun. But true battle was where his heart sang. Though this wasn't life or death he had a feeling this wasn't going to be easy.
Ian
*She smirked back at him, going off to the side to remove some of her robes - wearing only her undergarment that covered much of her main body. She cracked her neck a tad as she moved to get into postion.*

"Quite the proper choice of words Elias, indeed in the wild" *She'd click her long tongue, her own fangs flashing for a moment* "None often get to choose whom they fight when comes to survival."

"Given ye are the guest and opponent, ye may make the first move - may the Winds have our backs."

*Svilena stood ready for Elias to begin their spar, only her tail seemed to move ever so slowly - one might have mistaken her for a statue if not for the breathing of her chest.*
Ann
*Elias' eyes follow the female as she moved to the side attempting to gage her and find flaws before the fight even began, but there was nothing. The way she moved was elegant and graceful, a practiced ease to be sure and a skill he hope to someday achieve for himself. Smiling politely as she return to the ring he offer her a polite bow of his head.*

"And may the Moon guide our claws" 

*As he lifted his head he let out a fierce snarl, his neck jerking to the side slightly as he call upon the magics in his pendant. His clawss lengthend and his posture changed slightly, a more wolfish appearence taking over him though it wasnt a full transformation but somewhere between. Without warning Elias lunge forward, his body hugging the ground in an attempt to limit some of her options. 

Nearing her he lashed out with a clawed hand aiming for her legs, though he unfortunatly misgaged the distance and his claws met with empty air. The following slash with his other claw he angled it upwards using his momentum to try and close the remaining distance and land the first blow across his opponents chest and shoulder.*
Ian
*She gave him credit, he was certainly fast but his wolf-ish form was a tad too messy - but often such was the way most beasts fought. Svilena was swift herself as though he missed her legs, she was quick to grab the striking claw aiming for her upper body - gripping him tightly on the wrist she'd toss him across the yard with as much strength as she could give.*

*He's likely go tumbling onto the ground if he didn't correct himself, while she let out a bellowing like hiss from her throat - her tail hitting against the earth as she dug her clawed feet into the ground; ready to charge at him the moment he was back up.*

*This was going to quite the work out for the both of them.*
Ann
Elias had felt from the first step that he had made an error, but even in the brief moment it took to make that realization it was far too late. He could feel her impressive grip on his arm. He could feel the tug of it and though he try to resist there was nothing he could do. She was using his momentum against him. 

Being tossed like a ragdoll was a bit embarrassing, and as he hit the ground with a hard thud and a growl he scrambled back to his paws. Still unsteady he knew he couldn't dodge her charge. So he widened his stance readying a charge of his own in an attempt to match claw for claw. Or better yet scoop low enough to tackle the reptilian figure to the ground
Ian
*Svilena's aim would be to clash her claws against his own, even keeping her own taller figure a bit lower in order to best spar against him. Likely if the two of them pushed against each other, they'd likely give the same amount of strength - he wished to burn off some needed energy and Svilena was more than happy to assist in that.*

*Thus she decided to see what he might try to pull next, given his smaller size - there was a decent bit he could do.*
Ann
*Elias grin as Svilena's claws clashed against his own. It felt as if he had run into a wall of pure muscle and strength, yet all it did was urge him to push harder. Grinning widely Elias test his opponent for weaknesses. One arm more than the other? No, it didn't seem so. Her form seemed solid and strong. 

So what do you do if you can't break through it? You let it come to you. 

Taking a hard wide step back he change the direction of his force hoping to pull the larger figure off balance. If he succeeded he would likely have her back and that gave him the edge. The question was, could he keep it*
Ian
*She could see him trying to shift the direction of the fight, normally she would have likely fallen forward if she had still be charging forward - Svilena decided that his coordination could use a little bit of work. Thus she would shift from usng her claws and arms, to using her legs and even her tail if the moment allowed for it.*

"Don't let all attacks hit you head on too often, less it break one's coordination!" *She'd begin to try and kick or knock him off its footing - given his slightly lighter form from her own; he could likely jump to avoid her kicks.*
Ann
*Elias had fully expected his plot to work. In his mind he could see her stumbling forward and giving him an easy win. However his minds eye couldn't have been further from the truth. 

Staggering as the first blow hit his ankle he took a few steps to get his wits back about him. Hopping slightly he managed to dodge the next blow. His paws light on the ground. 

After finding a bit of a rhythm he try to use his hops to counter and lash out at his opponent. His strikes weren't quite as quick or coordinated as hers, but they weren't by any means slow. 

Hoping higher into the air than usual he aim to land atop her back. He hadn't tried a move like this before and it was a fifty fifty if he would get the timing right. Either way it was worth the effort. *
Ian
*Svilena did have to admire his determination, his movements certainly made her stay on her toes and keep her mind ready. His footwork needed quite a bit of help, but she did see that he had a decent nimbleness to him during the chaos of combat; in small ways she could see him trying to improve his tactics.*

*As Elias leapt upwards, aiming to land atop her backside, Svilena braced herself for the incoming assault, ready to react to whatever Elias's next move may be. The outcome hung in the balance, both fighters pushing themselves to their limits in pursuit of victory - she could guess that he would try to bring her down with the impact.*

*But if she fell, she'd certainly not be going alone as she worked to try and face him - but he might just be able to impact her on the side.*
Ann
Like many beings Elias was at war with himself. His more hominoid half wanting to fight with tact and strategy, while his more beastly desires wanted nothing more than to lose themselves. Win by pure brute strength and overwhelming force. Unfortunately it seemed that neither would work, especially if they didn't work in tandem. 

Regardless he had committed. He was in the air and there was little to do to change his trajectory. Landing with a thud he threw his weight to the side. He knew he wouldn't be spare from falling, but perhaps he could somehow pin her down. It wasn't likely, but it was worth a shot if he could manage to stay on top. 

Growling he let the wolf take a bit more control, his fingers careful not to cut her with his claws, yet doing all they could to keep her face pressed into the dirt. **"You're strong. Stronger than I was expecting"**
Ian
*Svilena grunted, feeling the weight of Elias pressing down on her, yet she met it back with her own strength, but the might of a Werewolf - even one not fully transformed - wasn't something to take lightly. Despite the pressure, a smile played at the corners of her long lips. Elias's compliment fueled her determination, it felt rather nice.*

"Stronger than you were expecting, huh?" *Svilena hissed through gritted teeth, her serpentine eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and challenge, it was now time to bring this spar to an end.*

*Drawing upon her training, Svilena focused upon herself, feeling the energy flow through her body. She took a deep breath, centering herself, and then moved with a speed and precision that belied her earlier struggle. With a swift, fluid motion, she shifted her weight and brought her legs up, wrapping them around Elias's torso.*

*In a near smooth motion, she twisted her body, using the momentum to break free from his grip and flip them over. Her movements were a combination of strength, agility, and precision. Svilena thus pinned Elias beneath her, one knee pressing into his chest while her claws locked his wrists to the ground - though she could feel him struggle.*

"You're strong too, Elias," *She said, her voice steady and calm despite the exertion.* "But strength alone isn't everything."

*She leaned in slightly, her eyes locking with his, a hint of a smile playing at her lips* "It's about balance, control, and knowing when to strike... You do have a bit of the three to be sure."

*After a moment, she released him and stood up, stepping back a tad* "Good spar," *She said, her tone carrying a note of respect.* "Ye have much promise that I can see, but I also see the inner conflict within yourself - its a familiar feeling that I know of. To simply allow yourself to go fully wild, but one must know how to best use it... Only then can one have the advantage."

*She'd offer him a hand to pull him back to his feet.*