08-21-2018, 11:27 PM
With the smaller felines leg actively in his mouth he would try to think his next move though maybe a little too slow. He felt the kicks at his face and instantly he loosened his grip enough for the Officer to slip out of his jaws, the male taking a dazed step back to recuperate before he opened his eyes again and got ready once more to move towards the Cipher. He would try not to bite or scratch hard to limit the amount of injuries and also since he didn't want to risk getting his ass kicked by Pincher for fighting with his superior, even if it was a spar. Marcellus took a stride towards the feline and opened his jaws to try and bite into the Officer's tail and pull him backwards, taking one of his large paws to try and batter it against the side of the Officer. Though on two legs he was extremely unstable and one movement from the smaller feline could easily cause him to fall over in a second. Personally Marcel wondered why Caesar wasn't using his powers as this would be an easy win for the male and he was only hoping that Caesar hadn't decided to go easy on him out of pity.
If his attack would hit, the king cheetah would try to back up before one could hit him to try and avoid it, though with his legs he would easily be unstable in doing so and would take a moment to regain his posture and try and stay on his feet. Briefly he would observe his opponent and try to sort out any weaknesses he could use to his advantage, one already being the obvious height differences. But while Marcellus had multiple weakness at Caesar's dispense, he had no doubt that Caesar had some of his own as well. For a few moments the king cheetah was oblivious towards the spectator before he turned his head slightly, eyes looking off from his sparring partner to see another figure in the distance of the colosseum, watching the two spar each other. He was momentarily distracted by Bakugou's appearance before turning his gaze back to the Officer and whether that would serve to be his downfall, looking away in the middle of a fight, he would try his best to be ready for whatever attack the Officer may throw at him.
If his attack would hit, the king cheetah would try to back up before one could hit him to try and avoid it, though with his legs he would easily be unstable in doing so and would take a moment to regain his posture and try and stay on his feet. Briefly he would observe his opponent and try to sort out any weaknesses he could use to his advantage, one already being the obvious height differences. But while Marcellus had multiple weakness at Caesar's dispense, he had no doubt that Caesar had some of his own as well. For a few moments the king cheetah was oblivious towards the spectator before he turned his head slightly, eyes looking off from his sparring partner to see another figure in the distance of the colosseum, watching the two spar each other. He was momentarily distracted by Bakugou's appearance before turning his gaze back to the Officer and whether that would serve to be his downfall, looking away in the middle of a fight, he would try his best to be ready for whatever attack the Officer may throw at him.