Aislyn

The ivory dame walked across the barren waste land, carrying her most precious jewel within her jaws; Liberty. If she was going to take her mothers place as Beta she would have to earn it, and she would begin learning early. She wasn't sure exactly when she would step down, but for now, she was the solid beta even though time was not on her side. She was now six years old, had just given birth to a pup, and was still recovering. But, she was more worried about her child's future than her own. If she was going to amount to something, she would need to begin early. She came toward the middle of the battlefield, stopping to set her small pup down for a moment. She could hear other battles going on not too far away from her position, and it made her weary. She simply wanted her pup to see a real fight, not be in the middle of one. She turned to Liberty, eyes carrying a stern look. "You will become the beta of Valhalla Liberty, but, you must earn it as I did. I will teach you what you need to know from an early age, and today, we begin with a simple spar. I know this place is frightening, but you must overcome fear, along with other internal conflicts. I would never let anything happen to you, do believe me, under my eye, you are safe." She offered her daughter a gentle smile, then lifted her muzzle toward the sky, singing for anyone who would be willing to have a simple spar. Once she was done her head dipped back down to its normal height as she pulled her small daughter close to her. She felt bad for exposing her to this so young, but she needed it. She needed to become something.

Her small body swung gently as her mother carried her, and she did not protest the occasional thumps she felt from bouncing against Aislyn's chest. From the moment she was born her mother had been drilling the concept of being beta in her mind. She understood her place and her mothers expectations, and she would do her best to make her proud. The earth felt cold beneath her paws, and she scurried closely toward her mother for warmth. She listened to her, eyes wide. She had already heard this before, but always carefully evaluated her mother's wishes each time. "Yes mama." She replied, her voice a bit shaky. This place was frightening, but mother knew best. She would never put her in danger, and she trusted that.

things had changed within the being known as jupiter. since the moment she had drawn blood on another in the conquest for ludicael and gained greatly from it, a relative need for battle had lingered in her heart, and there it would undoubtedly remain. even now as her paws rubbed against the earth, limbs carrying her body toward the battlefield in search of a spar, the itch for a battle that was plaguing her skin ceased to be sated. she had found that it was far from a lust for blood; rather, it was a desire for the adrenaline and test of skill that came with competition.



as if sent by some unseen, powerful entity, upon her arrival a call rang out, aimed toward any anonymous individual that would answer it. she quickly released a brief bark of a reply from her own ebony lips, muscles under her pelt rolling more drastically as she picked up the pace.



she neared what she now realized was a pair, brow furrowing and expression becoming wary. the lass halted a good ten or so yards away, dial turned slightly to peer at the two individuals before her with a single celestial eye, visage bearing a guarded message. "i am jupiter, i've come to answer your challenge for a spar," she said hesitantly, voice trailing off momentarily before she continued, "but to fight? before this pup?" after another second or two of dubiously staring down the alabaster fae, her gaze turned gently upon the young creature, dial lowering to make their gazes even.



"little lady, would you be alright seeing this she-wolf and i fight?" she inquired. the sol would go to the ends of the earth to protect this child from the violence of the world. how jupiter wished that she could return tot he blissful innocence of her pup-hood... a sort of determination set in her orbs, she lifted her path of sight once more to her soon-to-be opponent.



"what causation have you to expose the girl to this...?" she inquired, voice tentative and soft--not wishing to challenge the fae's authority, but reluctant to so readily be the one to potentially scar the child before them. some young ones were more resilient to things such as this, but jupiter couldn't be sure if this was pup was an example of such.

TABLE + CODING BY TIFF

prone to violent reaction. ic actions have ic consequences and she lives and breathes it.

public enemy #1

crawl. crawl more. drag your hands and knees across the destruction left in my wake to the ends of the earth. there's a green light of a shining star in my sky and there will not be an obstacle i will not overcome until i cup that star in my palms. the void in my will has been filled with purpose. so crawl. crawl more, love.

because i like it when you're on your knees.

Aislyn

Before she knew it another female came onto the scene, and it was the alpha female of Ludicael, Jupiter. She had heard things about the dame from Collision, it wasn't much, but enough to make her aware of who she was. Immediately she protested Aislyn's wishes, making the ivory dames expression turn from hopeful to serious. Who was she to judge? She knew nothing of who she was, or her situations, or of the evens happening in Valhalla. "Aislyn, beta of Valhalla. You are the alpha of Ludiceal, yes? And correct, a battle, before my child." She watched the females gaze turn toward Liberty, and she protectively pulled her tiny daughter closer to her with a swipe of her paw. "She would be thrilled to watch us spar." She answered for her daughter, but then paused, allowing Liberty to give her own response. When she had finished she offered the dame a smile, reassuring her everything was alright. This was for a purpose, not to scar her child for no reason. "I've brought her with me so she can experience a brawl with her own eyes. She will take my place as beta in Valhalla, but, she will have to earn it. From here on she will begin training for the position, and what better way to learn some skills then to experience it? She is an only child, so she has no one to practice with. I wish for a simple spar with minimal blood shed. She needs to learn how to spar as soon as possible. Valhalla is a very large pack, so the odds are not in her favor. But, I believe with training, she will be ready for the rank when she is two years old. Do you understand my wishes? If you wish not to corrupt her mind you may take your leave, but, she is prepared for this. She has been since she was born. She explained the situation, maybe not good enough, but hell, she didn't need to explain anything to this dame. She wanted a fight, and she was about to get one. Why care about the details?

"Yes mam, I would be alright watching you and my mother spar." She responded after her mother, backing up her answer. It was no lie, she had no problem watching this. Unless her mother was injured, then she would hate it. But, she wished for minimal blood shed, and hopefully lady Jupiter would respect her wishes. She huddled up against her mothers leg, waiting for something to happen.

jupiter had no care nor liking for any contempt or indignation that the she-wolf held for the sol's mild and reasonable protests. the had been no hint of judgement in her tones, and anything the white lass took out of the ludicaen's words was not jupiter's problem. her ear flicked idly at the introduction, and the fire-pelted fae blatantly ignored the answer that the mother gave for her child, hardly biting down a reply while keeping nonchalance in every aspect of her outward demeanor. she didn't give a rat's ass about the mother's opinion on if her daughter wished to or not--she cared only for the pup's response, and once it was given she relaxed, nodding to the young creature. "an admirable decision," she said gently to the child, a smile causing the corners of her lips to turn upwards. jupiter listened, a bit more attentively now, to the valhallan's reasoning. "education is a more fitting word that corruption if she chooses this path," she mused idly, tone positive but thoughtful. "as long as your child is alright with everything, i have no qualms. as requested, minimal blood will be shed on my part." jupiter shifted her weight backwards, retreating a couple of yards to put reasonable space between them. cool celestial eyes remained trained upon the pair, patience written upon her features. "the first move is yours, lady aislyn." ooc - i'll just let you decide rounds. no more than five, please~