It had been quite a while since he had been out to the battlefield, and he figured it would be his best bet finding a match here as opposed to the boneyard. Auster was quiet, his pack was the main population as far as he was aware. He stepped upon the long stained ground, green eyes peeled for someone to fight as Kimahri strolled quietly behind him. The earthen males tail was raised over his back, senses alert for any sign of approach. He was confident someone would swing by and give him a good bit of exercise today. He was eager to test himself against someone that he perhaps hadn't fought before.

Pyralis was feeling quite pleased with herself after a lust filled meeting with the mysterious Ankaios. When she'd woken out of her reverie though she realized that if everything had gone according to plan she had gone and gotten herself pregnant. Yay? She knew it was expected of her and so when she'd stumbled on Ankaios she knew she'd never get another opportunity like this and went out of her way to seduce the man. But, motherhood? Not really her thing. Not to mention she'd have to lay low with her body and not going throwing herself into dangerous situations. It was in the sense of a 'last hurrah' that Pyralis made her way to the battlefield in search of an opponent. She was in the mood for a different kind of physical heat, one that might leave her battle lust more tempered for she knew it would never be truly sated. He eyes landed on a figure with a cat moving through the territory and he quickly caught her interest. He was taller than the usual fare she ran across and the cat was certain intriguing. "Hey! You! You're here to fight, yes? Why don't you test your fangs on me?" "Talk" "You" Think

Their stroll across the fields of battle wouldn't last very long. From across the horizon came a figure, and as that figure drew closer, Dragon could pick out the scent of a female. He thought nothing much of it at first, until she spoke. He would face her, emerald eyes studying the larger female. She was older than him by a year at least, and she was a pretty one at that. But he wasn't here to try and pick up girls. He was here for one thing, and that was to get some practice in to hone his skills. He wasn't the best fighter, nor was he the worst, but he didn't have too many fights under his belt to brag about. Kimahri paused at his side, his eyes roaming the woman's figure. She seemed the formidable opponent, this would be interesting for sure. "I am here looking for a fight, yes. And obviously you're up for the task of one as well." He responded. He didn't know what kind of wolf she was, nor what her manners were like, but he figured he'd start by introducing himself. He wasn't in a bad mood, in fact, he was in a decent mood. Any other day he might have skipped introductions, be he often liked to know who his opponents were in the event he crossed paths with them in the future. On top of that he also liked to put a name to a face, instead of calling them stranger all the time. "My name is Dragon. Does my opponent have a name? Or shall I just call you that one stranger I fought with?" His eye sparked with humor, though whether or not she would receive it that way was beyond him. He always did enjoy being among those who had some sort of humor. "SPEAK!"

There is a storm coming And it is headed straight for our shores The man introduced himself as Dragon and asked for her name.  She wasn't sure why it mattered but with a mischievous grin she pulled herself up to her full height and announced her name. "I am her Ladyship, her Excellence, Captain Pyralis Abraxas, but I'm content with Honored Adversary as well."  She rolled her shoulders lazily forward, warming up the joints before she moved across from the man so that she could face him directly, seeking to leave about ten feet of space between them.  That seemed a reasonable start. "I do believe its ladies first, if you don't mind."  She was ready to get this fight started and didn't need any more of an introduction than that. Excitement shivered through her body as she moved her skull and tail to align with her spine.  She'd been itching for a good fight for some time.  Pyralis' chin tucked against the curvature of her neck, her strong shoulders rolled forward as her neck drew back pushing a protective covering of excess flesh over her vitals.   Golden eyes narrowed as her ears lay tightly against her lowered crown.  Pyralis would shift her weight evenly among her grounded limbs that spread equidistant apart and bent slightly at the joints to lower her center of gravity.  Her toes splayed and claws bit into the earth for better traction.  Her hackles raised along the length of her spine as her ravenous jaws parted, blackened lips curling to unsheathe her fangs and bunch the skin of her face.   With her defenses locked down Pyralis would launch herself forward, head-on, her supple limbs attempting to devour the distance lingering between herself and her opponent before her body would shift a foot or so to her own left as she attempted to come at Dragon from a forty-five degree angle, facing in towards the mans right shoulder.  Pyralis sought to come in lower and lance the front of her left shoulder into the outer muscular portion of the man's right shoulder, right into the deltoid muscle, hoping her forward momentum and the impact on flesh would cause the muscle to temporarily seize up in addition to severe bruising. Simultaneously, Pyralis' fangs would seek to shred the right side of her opponents face.  Her upper fangs seeking to pierce the flesh directly above his right eye while her lower fangs sought to hook under the right corner of his jaw.  She sought to clamp her jaws together in a solid grip so she could gain partial control of his head and hopefully prevent to much retaliatory damage. As she moved in to throw her shoulder her weight shifted evenly to her front left leg and back legs as she lifted her right forepaw, aiming to dive it down atop the toes of the man's right forepaw.  She hoped to strike with enough force to sprain them and cripple his movements. PYRALIS vs DRAGON for SPAR Round: 1/? Height: 42" Build:  Medium Default Time: 1 week

He grinned at the woman's introduction of herself. Pyralis eh? She was amusing. He had no doubt she'd put up a pretty good fight, which was well and fine with him. He needed a good workout today. "I like her." Kimahri rumbled from beside the earthen man. Dragon chuckled a bit, a spark in his eye, "Me too." Indeed she was a fine looking specimen, and he was sure she had a fiery attitude to match her looks as well. "I do believe it's ladies first, if you don't mind." So she was itching for a fight as much as he was, it seemed. "Go right on ahead, Captain Abraxas." He'd respond, the pair setting themselves roughly ten feet apart from one another. Kimahri's eyes dilated with the thrill of a fight, claws flexing in the dirt. "Not yet." Dragon muttered, much to Kimahri's displeasure. Though he was displeased, he'd get his chance in a bit. For now, he'd wait for his moment. Dragon turned his full attention to the woman, she was larger than he was, but probably didn't weigh as much. He wasn't sure though, and he wasn't about to ask. One thing he was smart enough to do was not ask a woman her weight, if he did, he'd probably lose an ear or something. He'd mirror his opponent, setting his defenses up before she decided to launch her attack. Hackles bristled along his spine, head lowering and tail flagging out to fall in perfect alignment with his spine. Toes flexed upon the ground, claws biting the dirt to aid with traction. Shoulders rolled forward and his scruff bunched to help protect him, eyes narrowed on his opponent and he bared his fangs, muzzle wrinkling as well as his face; skin bunched up around his eyes to help further his attempt to protect himself. Finally Pyralis would launch herself forward, and Dragon would likewise launch forth and the pair would attempt to collide. However, it would seem that Pyralis had other intentions as she set herself a foot towards her left and aimed to come at him at an angle. With a growl, Dragon would shift to his left with a sidestep before pivoting to his right, attempting to keep them almost head to head. He kicked off with his hind legs, aiming to slam the whole of his chest against hers, and the male hoped his heavier bulk would be able to aid in pushing her back. Though her shoulder would miss his right foreleg and would instead strike against the bottom right portion of his chest, a moderate bruise sure to blossom upon his flesh, though for now he'd take no notice of it. As her head rose to attack his face, Dragon's jaws were open and ready. The earthen male would tilt his head to his right towards her, jaws agape and fangs dripping with saliva as he aimed them towards her muzzle. Top fangs sought to slice across the bridge of her nose and bottom fangs sought to hook upon the delicate flesh of her nose [counter]. He aimed to slice his fangs through flesh, attempting to stop her vicious attack towards his own face. With his shift in movement, her attempt at pinning his right forepaw would bode unsuccessful as he brought it up in an attempt to deflect her foot away from his. Though he would try to match her movements the best he could, he'd shift his weight across his other three grounded limbs as best as he could, the male seeking to then hook his right forepaw around her left forepaw in an attempt to drag her left foreleg forward to unbalance her. Meanwhile Kimahri watched on with hunger, tail lashing behind him as claws flexed in the dirt, the beast pacing in the background. Dragon VS Pyralis for SPAR Round: 1/3 Height: 39" Build: Heavy OOC// Sorry for the delay! Also sorry if this is rushed XD I feel bad for making you wait, let me know if you need clarification :) "SPEAK!"

There is a storm coming And it is headed straight for our shores Dragon charged and shifted his position to bring them back to a head on position and the pair collided.  The whole of Dragon's chest slammed into the whole of hers causing moderate bruising but it was not enough to push her back as her right shoulder collided with the bottom right portion of his chest leaving light bruising on her shoudler in penance for her strike against him.  As his jaws turned toward her face, displacing her original target Pyralis ducked her head and twisted it sharply to her own right in a smooth motion as her head continued forward jaws agape for the mans' throat.  With Dragon's head turned to his right so his fangs could hit her nose and the bridge of her muzzle his throat was left undefended and Pyralis sought to take advantage of that oversight.  Her sudden ducking and twisting of her head would displace his attack just slightly causing his fangs to miss her nose but cause moderate lacerations across the right side of her muzzle.  It was a small price to pay to have his throat so close to her now.  Pyralis sought to bury her upper fangs into the left side of Dragon's windpipe, just below the corner of his jaw while her lower fangs sought to dig into the right side of his windpipe across from her upper fangs.  Her goal was a brutal grip to the organ with the intention of suffocating him into unconsciousness. To aid her in this endeavor she quickly shifted her weight evenly to her hindlegs which spread wide, her tail flagging out behind her and her abdominal muscles tightening as she sought to lift both her forelimbs.  Pyralis aimed to wrap her right foreleg around the left side of the middle of Dragon's neck while her left foreleg sought to wrap around the right side of the middle of Dragon's neck.  She hoped to use her weight to pull his neck right into her open jaws so she could end this match.  She felt his right forepaw graze her left forepaw but he failed in hooking the limb as she was already lifting her forelimbs to get at his neck.   Her shoulders naturally rolled forward as she sought to raise her forelimbs, her hackles were raised, eyes narrowed and ears pinned down.  Her back toes spread wide, claws biting into the earth.  She wanted to win this! Pyralis vs Dragon for Spar Round: 2/3 [wanna shorten this to 2 rounds what with the raid going on?] Height: 42" Build: Medium Default Time:  1 week, we gave each other extensions b/c raid.  xD

And the winner is...

Pyralis! Due to Dragon not posting in the allotted time, the fight has defaulted in Pyralis' favor. Dragon must give up by submitting or passing out.