Naiome did not have the flexibly or knowledge to hang onto the other dragoness when she reared and she felt her teeth fall of her horns as her grip failed her. Instead, she found herself falling herself from her tactic going bad. She felt her wings flapping at the air and her claws gasping as the air and finally, she twisted her body realizing she needed to do something or she would end up on her side or worst back during this spar.
She landed on her stomach instead but not on her legs. It was a learning curve. She would need a lot of work but yet she was starting to learn. The curve was steep, but it was a climb she was making slowly. Instincts slowly coming in and things she would have learned if she had a sibling was slowly forming. She pressed her self low to the ground, wings pinned to her side once more. She growled and swatted at the other dragon's paws trying to off-balance her while her tail came around to try to swat her side.
She landed on her stomach instead but not on her legs. It was a learning curve. She would need a lot of work but yet she was starting to learn. The curve was steep, but it was a climb she was making slowly. Instincts slowly coming in and things she would have learned if she had a sibling was slowly forming. She pressed her self low to the ground, wings pinned to her side once more. She growled and swatted at the other dragon's paws trying to off-balance her while her tail came around to try to swat her side.
