The woman had been lacking in her spar training, the training from Kreft had been a good turnout, but Avalon had left as soon as she had arrived thanks to everything on her mind. She had promised Ravine that she would get back to him about their training, and it would be today. Walking across the new territory they'd lay claim to, she found a good spot with no disturbances. Tilting her head back, the woman would call for the male. Her mate was welcome to come watch as well if she so chose. She had yet to get to know the couple, but now that everything was not so chaotic she would make time to get to know the members of their small pack. Avalon would sit and wait for him, fiery gaze scanning through the light fog that drifted across the moore. "Speech"

The man had wondered when the woman would call for him. He knew she had promised a rain check on the spar, so he waited as patiently as his anxious mind would let him. He had only just married his best friend and to be able to protect her if he needed to. Sure, he knew the love of his life could handle her own in a fight, but everyone needs help occasionally. So when the woman's call came he would answer it quickly. Though not to quickly as he didnt want to use all of his energy getting to her. No he would save that for the spar. Upon his arrival, Ravine would bow his head slightly in a respectful greating tto a fellow pack member. For a split second the dark male found himself wondering where Akemi was before focusing his thoughts on the task at hand. "Are you ready for the spar?" though he was pretty sure thats why she had called him, he asked anyway. Speech,

He arrived swiftly and in a timely manner, Avalon 's tail wagged slightly as she stood to greet him. "Yes, as a matter of fact. My apologies for having kept you waiting, I promise to make it up to you." She smiled at the male, something about him familiar...but she couldn't quite place her paw on what it was, perhaps after this she would go about getting to know him and his mate.

Stepping away from him, she moved a few places back to offer more room, roughly about three or so yards as she then turned around to face him again. "Alright, I'm going to give you the option of attacking first if you want. The first move is always the most important." Her voice was loud, crisp, clear as she spoke to him. "I'm letting you go first for making you wait so long, if you have any questions I'll do my best to answer. Otherwise, ready when you are!" with that, she partially set a few defenses.

Her legs spreading equidistant apart, tail flagged out like a banner, toes spread, head lowered slightly, chin tucked...and that would be it until he was ready.

He would give a small nod as she wagged her tail and answered his question. His brow would raise at her apology and her promise to make it up to him. He honestly hadn't minded that he had to wait, but how could she make it up to him? He couldn't help but wonder how she would, but she would waste no time in telling him how she would do so. She would tell him that she would allow him to go first, and how important the first attack was in a fight. He would give another nod as he watched her set her defenses. Her paws would set squarely, tail out strait, paws splayed and her chin tucked with her head lowered. Ravine would examine her for a moment before following suit. His stance would widen and his tail would straiten. His ears would flatten against his head while he lowered his large form by bending at the knees and elbows to keep his underside safer. Slowly he would stalk forward and to the left as if he were going to circle her. He had only taken enough steps to give him a good angle at the right side of her neck before lunging for his target. He aimed to sink teeth into the flesh of her neck just behind her skull on the right side. Attack: Lunged at the right side of Avalon's neck aiming for just behind her skull Deffence: Widened his base and straitened his tail for balance. Flattened his ears to keep them from getting torn and lowered his body to keep his underside a little safer. Injuries: N/A Round: 1/3? Speech,

Well, he wasn't much for words was he? That was fine, she figured he wanted to get straight to the literal punch. She watched as the male mirrored her defenses, and swiftly she set herself ready. Ears remained pinned against her crown, eyes narrowed, hackles bristled along her spine, her head and tail aligned perfectly with her spine, toes splayed, the woman tucked her chin and lowered her head to protect her throat, shoulders rolled forward to protect the sides of her neck, and her scruff followed suit as it bunched with her movement. Gaze followed Ravine as he slowly circled over to her right side--his left--before he launched an attack. He was quick to the punch, his teeth flying towards her body but she would be quick on her feet. The taller woman attempted to move her body into his--chest lined up with chest-- as he came at her, rising upon her hind legs as her forelegs sought to wrap around the man's neck. Left foreleg would aim to wrap around the right side of his neck and right foreleg aimed to wrap around the left side of his neck as she attempted to bear hug him. Due to her raised position, her hind legs would widen to support her weight and aid in balance, toes spreading as he hind claws dug into the ground for traction. His intended bite would land elsewhere instead of his intended location, instead teeth sunk into the fatty rolls on the side of her neck just above her shoulder. She growled with discomfort as he attained no more then a mouthful of fur and fat, his teeth puncturing the skin though the damage would be mild. And now it would be her turn. Shifting her upper body weight, she attempted to drag his body to the ground, a tactic she had never used before but had decided to want to try something different. To use her larger size and weight to her advantage, she half pushed with her chest and right foreleg in an attempt to wrestle him to the ground. Simultaneously, jaws opened as she sought to grasp the back of his neck within her jaws, just above his shoulders and use the pressure from her teeth to further wrangle the man down, and perhaps cause a moderate amount of pain as well. ~Fight Stats~ Avalon versus Ravine for Spar Round/Move: 1/3 Defenses:  Ears remained pinned against her crown, eyes narrowed, hackles bristled along her spine, her head and tail aligned perfectly with her spine, toes splayed, the woman tucked her chin and lowered her head to protect her throat, shoulders rolled forward to protect the sides of her neck, and her scruff bunched. hind legs would widen to support her weight and aid in balance, toes spreading as he hind claws dug into the ground for traction. Attacks: Attempting to wrestle Ravine to the ground; seeking to bite behind his neck just above the shoulders. Injuries: Mild puncture wounds to side of neck. Out Of Character Notes:

The man hadn't wanted to talk, he wanted to learn. Right now they were each other's teacher, though he was sure she was more his teacher than he was hers, he needed to and wanted to concentrate on the task at hand. He had a mate now and she was his top priority, right along with the pack they were apart of, and he couldn't protect either one if he couldn't fight. The word concentrate echoed through Ravine's mind as his teeth sank into the fatty rolls of Avalon's scrunched neck. At the same time he tasted blood upon his tongue from her mild punctures, the woman had raised up on her hind legs only to wrap her forelegs around his throat in a bear hug. Instantly he would reset his base as he felt his own blood would wet the long thick fur on the back of his neck. Avalon had made purchase to the back of his neck leaving punctures that were only a bit deeper into the fatty scruff than what he had done to her. The mildness of his wounds were to be credited to his Russian father who had passed his thick fur coat down to Ravine not to mention that was the fattest part of the man. A wince would cross his features and a small growl would escape as the black and white male would push himself forward and up so that they were both on their hind legs and so that she couldn't force him to the ground. He was smaller that her by at least four inches and fifteen or more pounds lighter than her but his job was to hunt things bigger than himself. His ears would remain pinned, his tail flagged out to help him keep his balance and his hind legs were set for balance as well. His neck would scrunch up not only to get a better attack angle but also to keep Avalon from getting a better purchase on his scruff. His front paws would raise up to try and press against and tear at her lower ribcage and stomach while he angled and forced his opened jaws toward the bend in her right foreleg where her leg connected to her shoulder. Attack: His forelegs are out stretched to press and claw at Avalon's lower ribcage and stomach while he attempts to bite down on the bend in her right front leg where it connects to her shoulder. Defense: His ears are flat against his skull his back legs are set for balance and his tail is held out for balance as well. His neck also scrunched up to help keep Avalon from getting a better grip. Injuries: Punctures on the back of his neck in his fatty scruff. Mild but a bit deeper than Avalon's punctures as he hadn't had his neck scrunched when she made her purchase. Round: 2/3 Speech,

Her strike would hit it's mark, blood tingling on her tongue and it was a mild shock to the woman. Never had she thought that she would draw blood from another, but this wasn't a serious fight and only practice. She had to remember that. Her ears remained pinned to her head, her eyes kept narrowed while the hackles along her spine kept rising. Her tail tucked at this moment in the event that he would try to go for the sensitive appendage, her abdomen tightened as her scruff rolled and bunched against the back of her neck, shoulders rolled forward to keep protecting the sides of her neck while a snarl ripped through her wrinkled muzzle. Hind toes remained splayed for balance as did her toes dig into the ground to keep herself grounded. All the while her hind legs were spread, weight distributed as best as she could in the position she was in. He would raise himself as well, though she wasn't sure how he would try to find purchase as her forelegs were wrapped firmly around his neck. At this moment, she sought to bunny hop towards him, striving to shove the male back and away as his blunt claws scratched down her chest. She hissed with annoyance at the light welts, like a dozen or so mosquitoes had bitten her skin, but his claws would do no real damage through her thick fur. Like him, she had acquired her thick fur from her father, a Northern wolf born and bred. She would release his scruff, jaws splayed open as she tilted her head to her left in an attempt to intercept his jaws. She wouldn't be quick enough, however, as his teeth closed upon her right fore leg just above her elbow. She growled incessantly as she felt his teeth puncture her skin and muscle about an inch deep. She felt the warmth of her blood trickle from the wound, though it hurt, she didn't want to give up her hold around his neck just yet. He hadn't attempted to pull away, so she would strive to keep a firm hold and potentially control his head and restrict his movements. Her head would snake forward then, open jaws seeking to find purchase upon his top jaw. Upper canines sought to grip on the right side of his top muzzle while lower canines sought to wrap against the left side of his upper jaw. Her aim was to apply enough pressure to force him to let go, and if he refused then she would bite harder to make him submit or back off. Should she fail in that endeavor, she hoped at least that she could give him a few good nicks upon his muzzle. She couldn't do much else but try to give him a good bite as she refused to let him go, refused to give him any distance willingly unless he decided to move away. ~Fight Stats~ Avalon versus Ravine for Spar Round/Move:  2/3 Injuries: Mild puncture wounds to side of neck; moderate puncture wounds about an inch deep on upper right foreleg just above the elbow.

Once again the man would feel blood flow over his tongue and teeth as he bit into Avalon's flesh. It didn't take the man long to decide he didn't like the taste of another wolf's blood, he was sure it was just the thought of it and not the actual taste. Either way, he wouldn't make a hobby out of fighting like this. This was his first fight, or spar, but it was the only thing needed to show him that being a warrior was definitely not something he wanted. As the woman bunny hopped forward he could feel no blood on his paws which could mean only one thing. He didn't cut her skin open with his claws. Just as Ravine would pull his head back from her right leg to maneuver his jaws toward her left leg only to pull back again as Avalon's jaws began closing around his upper jaw. In pulling back the man had to put his front paws back on the ground to keep from toppling over backward. The moment his paws hit the ground he would quickly back up to free is muzzle from her. He could feel her teeth cut through the skin on both sides of his muzzle as he pulled away. The moment his upper jaw was free from her grip Ravine would drop his nose and close his eyes as they watered. His ears would remain flattened and his shoulders would hunch just before he ran forward into her in an attempt to headbutt her in the face. Attack: Ravine is attempting to headbutt Avalon in the face Defense: His ears are flat against his skull and his shoulder's are bunched up to protect the back of his neck Injuries: Punctures on the back of his neck in his fatty scruff. Mild but a bit deeper than Avalon's punctures as he hadn't had his neck scrunched when she made her purchase. Cuts along both sides of his upper jaw just before his nose Round: 3/3 Speech,

He would release his grip on her foreleg, the male dropping down as she struck at his muzzle but her hold would not last long as he sought to back away from her. She felt her teeth mildly cut his muzzle, as her jaws clicked together. Her defenses kept up in their place throughout the spar, her hackles raised, eyes narrowed, ears pinned, tail flagged out now for balance, chin tucked just over her throat, hind toes splayed as her claws dug into the ground, abdomen tensed.

As he came at her in an attempt to headbutt her, she would drop her weight in her own attempt to body slam the brute. His head knocked against her chest, somewhat causing her to lose some breath and a light bruise, but she hoped that her weight would work in pinning him beneath her like a wrestler dead dropping onto her opponent.

Avalon vs Ravine for Spar

Round 3/3

OOC//i didn't realize I'd taken so long, so sorry secret ^~^

RAVINE vs AVALON for SPAR ROUND ONE RAVINE CLARITY - 2 “stalk forward and too the left” Who’s left? What’s the distance between them? Be clear so your opponent has time to react - 2 “before lunging for his target” Where? How are you lunging?? Be clear Total: 6 POWERPLAY - 2 “Before lunging for his target” You must attempt these movements! Total: 8 DEFENSES + 1 (stance) + 1 (tail) + 1 (ears) + 1 (knees) Total: 4 ATTACK + 3 bite to neck Total: 3 INJURIES - Round 1! Total: 10 Total for Round One: 31 / 50 AVALON CLARITY - 2 “teeth sunk into the fatty rolls on the side of her neck” Which side?? Total: 8 POWERPLAY - 2 assumed success. You bear hugged then, assuming the attack landed, attempt to wrestle to the ground. This is a power play. If it were worded differently it might not be, but you should seek the hold and, IF it lands, then attempt the wrestle. Total: 8 DEFENSES + 1 (ears) + 1 (eyes) + 1 (hackles) + 1 (head) + 1 (tail) + 1 (toes) + 1 (chin) + 1 (shoulders) + 1 (scruff) + 1 (claws) Total: 10 ATTACK + 2 bear hug + 3 grip to neck + 2 wrestle Total: 7 INJURIES - First round! Total: 10 Total for Round One: 43 / 50 ROUND TWO Name CLARITY - 2 “hind legs were set for balance” How? Explain. - 2 “So she couldn’t force him to the ground” How does lifting on hind legs possibly keep him from being wrestles to the ground by something larger than him? Total: 6 POWERPLAY - 2 “would push himself forward and up” Must attempt these movements - 1 Forced is not an attempt word. Total: 7 DEFENSES + 1 (ears) + 1 (tail) + 1 (scruff) -  1 Didn’t redistribute weight Total: 2 ATTACK + 2 pumble and scratches to ribcage + 3 grip attempt to right foreleg Total: 5 INJURIES - 1 mild lacerations to scruff Total: 9 Total for Round Two:  29 / 50 AVALON CLARITY - 2 “She wouldn’t be quick enough” So did she follow through? Pull back? Not complete this movement? Total: 8 POWERPLAY - 2 “Her head would snake forward” with the forementioned move, you don’t give your opponent enough time to respond to your jaws. 1 movement/attack per bodypart. - 2 “if he refused, then…” Nested attack. Total: 6 DEFENSES + 1 (ears) + 1 (eyes) + 1 (hackles) + 1 (tail) + 1 (scruff) + 1 (shoulders) + 1 (muzzle) + 1 (toes) + 1 (legs) Total: 9 ATTACK + 2 shove + 3 bite attempt Total: 5 INJURIES -  1 mild lacerations to scruff - 1 mild welts to underbelly Total: 8 Total for Round Two:  36 / 50 ROUND THREE RAVINE CLARITY - 2 “He would quickly back up to free his muzzle from her” How is this removing from her? It can’t be that easy and it’s borderline powerplay to just say she let go. You have to work for this freedom, shake your head or something. - 2 “feel her teeth cut through the skin” How badly? Severe? Moderate? Did she puncture the nerves? Is it hard to breathe? By not outlining damage you give her or me the freedom too. Be specific! Total: 6 POWERPLAY - 0 Total: 10 DEFENSES + 1 (ears) + 1 (shoulders) Total: 2 ATTACK + 2 headbutt to face!! Total: 2 INJURIES - 2 moderate lacerations to muzzle Total: 8 Total for Round Three: 28 / 50 AVALON CLARITY - 2 “she would drop her own weight” How? Did she let go of him to fall? Is she pushing her weight down? How, exactly. Total: 8 POWERPLAY - 0 Total: 10 DEFENSES + 1 (hackles) + 1 (eyes) + 1 (ears) + 1 (tail) + 1 (toes) + 1 (claws) + 1 (chin) Total: 7 ATTACK + 2 body slam Total: 2 INJURIES - 1 light bruise to chest Total: 9 Total for Round Three: 36 / 50 Totals: RAVINE 31 + 29 + 28 = 88 / 150 AVALON 43 + 36 + 36 = 115 / 150 And the winner is... AVALON RAVINE must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Damage: AVALON Mild lacerations to side of neck – 1 OOC week Milk laceration to scruff – 1 OOC week Mild welts to belly – 4 OOC days Light bruise to chest – 4 OOC days RAVINE Mild Lacerations to scruff – 1 OOC week Moderate lacerations to muzzle – 1 to 2 OOC weeks Notes: Tips for writing and some suggestions. (no points are deducted here): SECRET Rememer your defenses! You lost a lot of points. Also you must attempt every movement/attacks and be clear where you are! Please read my notes above. DRAGON Be clear on your attacks! Don’t nest “if, then”. Also watch for assumed success. Be clear, and read my comments as well. - By [Arin]

The man's head would connect with her chest moments before she dropped all of her weight on his shoulders. His front legs would give at the sudden weight shift causing his front half to be pinned to the ground and a bit of air to be forced from his lungs. It would take a moment for him to recover and when he did, instead of fighting to get away his hind end would sink to the ground and lughter would buble up from within him. "I surrender, you win" The spar with Avalon had reminded him a bit of how pups would wrestle with one another. Only this version was rougher, he thought, in comparison to a couple of pups touseling with one another. Speech,

Somewhere during their spar, she had managed to nearly lie on top of the male, his voice reaching her as he submitted. Removing herself from the male, she shook out her coat and licked the ruffled fur before looking at him, a grin on her face. "Sorry about nearly sitting on you, you did well!" She praised the man for his efforts, he had indeed managed to hold his own against a larger opponent. Obviously, he didn't seem to portray as a fighter, perhaps walking the same path as his mate did. The pair were interesting enough, the tiny femme and this male seemed nearly inseparable, and Avalon couldn't help but smile everytime she saw them in passing. This would bring her to want to know more about them. She was indeed curious about them, and the closeness and love she saw when they were together made her wish she had something like that someday. "Ravine, may I ask something? It might come off as personal, so you don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Her expression turned to near embarrassment, but she was truly curious. "I am curious about you and your mate, how did you two meet?" "Speech"

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Ravine would give her a grin at her apology and compliment. "Its alright, and thank you." haveing never even sparred with another, he was a little proud of himself. He was amything but a soldier. Though willing to learn, he prefurred hunting to actually fighting anything...other than dinner of course. Again Avalon's voice would cut through the air with a question imeadiatly followed by her saying he didnt have to answer if he didnt want to. Her expression would change to embarrassed and Ravine wasnt sure abiut her question but would nod anyway. After her question was asked he gave a relaxed smile as he had been expecting something more personal than how he and Akemi had met. "Our previous alpha brought me into his pack, where Akemi was our lead hunter. The first time we met, she had called for a pack hunt." A quiet chuckle escaped him as he recalled how nervous he had been around so many new wolves. "Even though I hadn't met any of the other hunters yet, or anyone other than the alpha for that matter, she treated me like I belonged. She was the first to greet me and she gave me the honor of the killing strike so I could prove myself a capable hunter even though I had been cowering like a lost pup." Speech,