It had been such a long time since she had caught her father's scent, and she was really starting to believe that he had left the continent completely or even the thought that he was dead had crossed her mind. She didn't let herself ponder on the thoughts too long, because deep down inside she knew she cared for her father. He was her only parental figure, really the only wolf she looked up to through her young life. That changed as his priorities changed. He had his eyes on the Lurid woman, and Relm knew little of the explanation until now. Well, she didn't really know much now but at least maybe a better understanding. She was able to see a different kind of relationship between wolves, she felt differently about Rhaegath...

But he was gone too, wasn't he? Relm could have believed that maybe she was the problem, but she didn't. She was a lot stronger than that. Maybe Rhaegath had disappeared in the same way she was expecting her father had. Left the continent, died, could have found another lady friend, she wasn't the only one to begin with. She didn't let it fester too badly inside, but she was pretty angry. And if she had ever come across him again, she would definitely let him have it. They both liked to get beat anyway, but she'd need to be more serious the next come around.

She wandered Boreas often, there wasn't much else to do on her own. She licked to pick fights if she could, she missed the feeling of his teeth in her, anyone's teeth. It really didn't matter who, as long as she got bit. But most days she suffered through alone. Hunting for survival, living in makeshift dens, she didn't call anywhere home now a days.

She avoided the deserts of the western lands as much as she could, but because she tended to stay in the north for the most part to evade the chance encounter with her father, she tended to come to the couple closer western lands that hosted water and prey well. She could have just wandered south, but it was nice to have an idea on where she was sleeping that night. That wasn't always the case when she went too far. Though she was considering it had been long enough that she didn't have to expect her father to show up. And maybe she could relocate into the east or the south, but there were also a lot of packs that had claimed that area too. There was a no win situation in her eyes. She didn't want to join a pack, she didn't want to stay in the north, and she didn't want to run into her father.

The clouds had started to roll in, which may have been odd for western lands but not the green luscious lands here. She knew of the cavern near by, but as the downpour started, she was beginning to lose her way. She was just running in a general direction, knowing that if she went north she would find the shelter she needed. Her cloak had kept her somewhat dry, but as pounding rain came down it wouldn't be long until she was completely soaked.


Fighting Seasonal Prompt
Total Word Count: 547 words
Word Count Goal: 1500 words

"Relm"

The rain fell down in sheets. In rivers. The precipitation may have bothered some, but Oxx was a water spirit. Hadn't he told the golden goddess as much? He should feel right at home in the rain. That was, until lightning struck a tree right next to him. Even a water spirit knew when he was outmatched.

White paws and long strides took the beast along at a decent clip. Mud squished between his toes, though not all unpleasantly. It kind of reminded Oxx of the feeling of viscera. Guts and tissue squishing up between his toes, staining the white digits red. A pleasant fantasy, though not a far fetched one. Oxx Carpathius had felt blood and bones between his toes numerous times. It was fun stuff.

Lost in thought, Oxx somehow didn't see the pink girl, though he rightly should have. She stuck out like a sore thumb. Having been distracted by thoughts of blood and guts, the slate and onyx brute slammed hard into the girl, his chest colliding with... well, with all of her. She was small compared to him. Bloody hell... were her parents radioactive? What was with that bright ass color? She'd never be able to hide anywhere. How had she not been killed as a pup?  Her coloring just screamed 'Easy Target!' Whatever cloak she'd had draped over her prior had been knocked back by the collision, leaving the pinkness there for the world to see.

Still standing, Oxx stood over the girl, his great neck curling so that he could look down upon her as she stood in the mud. "You should watch where you're going," he spoke in his rasping, growlish tones. There was a faint smile on his face, however. Oxx was a little bored. When he was bored, he got creative. Brows drawing together as though he was angry, Oxx snapped his jaws right beside the girl's face.  The dire brute curled his tail high over his back and stalked towards her, slamming his chest into her again. Would she take the bait? He bloody well hoped so.

"Oxx Carpathius"

WC- 348
Total-895/1500

She was completely taken aback when she collided with the larger man, but in no way scared of him. Her cloak had blown over, revealing the large tusks hidden underneath including her brighter color. After looking up at the man, she grabbed the cloak and pulled it quickly back over her, but he seemed to be in a bit of a piss mood. She pulled her head back with a joking, clown smile that she had inherited from the upbringing of her father. Maybe not a reaction the brute was expecting. And maybe her large smile was a bit offensive in nature, not that she really thought or cared.

Relm barely flinched as his jaws snapped next to her face, still that same clownish expression looking up at him. "You trying to start something?" It was more of an invitation than a threat, Relm was certainly in for a fight, as long as she had a couple teeth in her. Even those dangerous teeth. She didn't stand threatening towards him, but she stood her ground. She wasn't an easy push over or a coward. She wouldn't have bent down to him just over some scary teeth or being bigger than her. She actually wanted those teeth, wanted them in her, somewhere. So yeah, she was ready to egg him on if he was to her. "Only if you promise you'll leave a couple marks."

Relm vs Oxx for Free Bites
Round 0/?
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra Large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Oxen horns
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked Christmas lights collar
Disability: Partial Blindness - Moderate
Skills: Expert Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Tactician

Fighting Seasonal Prompt
Total Word Count: 1195 words
Word Count Goal: 1500 words

"Relm"

The girls words brought a flash of electric excitement thrumming through Oxx's giant body. "Oh, there will be marks," he promised with a grin. She didn't back down and honesty, she didn't have to. This would be fun either way. The vibrantly colored child had pretty much given Oxx the go ahead to do whatever he wanted with her. So... why disappoint? Did she think that he would spare her because she was young? Hardly. Oxx was a monster. Monsters had no morals. No rules. Monsters ruled with fear and flair and blood and guts. Oxx's maw split in a grin and he practically danced in place, his toes flexing against the soaking wet ground.

Up above the wind squealed as it tore through the sky, sending sheets of stinging rain down upon the pair of wolves. The girl had her silly little cloak, but Oxx was bare to the elements. He had never minded rain. In fact, some of his best work was done in the rain. The beast merely closed his eyes to paper thin slits against the watery onslaught and carried on. Rain wasn't a reason to give up. If anything, it was a reason to carry on. For most, they would either flee or work hurriedly to finish their task and escape the rain. Not Oxx. He wanted to savor every little drop that touched him. Every little reminder that he was alive and in the moment. Would this silly little girl even know what that felt like? Probably not.

Since the girl was so eager to have his teeth in her, Oxx slammed his chest into her again and arced his dangerous maw downward, jaws agape. He aimed to bite into the side of his opponents face and neck, hoping to give her a few nice little scars to remember him by.

"Oxx Carpathius"

Oxx vs Relm for Bites/Spar
Round 1/1
Age: Over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Mutation 1: Serrated Teeth - Offensive
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Hunter
Specialty: N/A

WC- 307
Total-1502/1500

Oxx is insanely mature and is prone to
violence,
sexual acts
and degradation of women.
Please don't read his threads.

And the winner is...

Oxx

Relm must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Relm: Attack Roll: 25 Defense Roll: 89 Agility Roll: 44 Perception Roll: 20 Total: 178 Attack[25] + 15% Bonus[3.75]: 28.75 Defense[89] + 15% Bonus[13.35]: 102.35 Agility[44] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 44.00 Perception[20] + 25% Bonus[5.00]: 25.00 Total[200.10] + 5% Bonus[10.01]: 210.10 Oxx: Attack Roll: 54 Defense Roll: 69 Agility Roll: 44 Perception Roll: 31 Total: 198 Attack[54] + 20% Bonus[10.80]: 64.80 Defense[69] + 5% Bonus[3.45]: 72.45 Agility[44] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 44.00 Perception[31] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 31.00 Total[212.25] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 212.25

Relm took him on full force, she normally did in hopes to egg on the other opponent. She just wanted teeth in her, and she remembered nearly begging Ezra for that satisfaction. And yeah, when the giant brute bit her, she was well reminded of what she begged Ezra for because of the similar teeth. Though this man was a lot more aggressive, a lot more seeking harm than a little fake spar. Relm was not disappointed.

When his chest hit her and then quickly grabbed hold of her neck, she easily slipped under him and was brought to the ground immediately because of the slick ground that formed under them from the rain. Relm wasn't used to fighting in the rain, clearly. But it was much worse here in the downpour. Her paws grabbing onto his leg, she swiveled around on the ground like a slip and slide, getting out from under him and struggled to stand in the mud. "Hey man, I'm not fighting in all this. Maybe next time." She spoke before she went off to run past the caverns and northward, a small limp in her front where her neck ached from his shark bite.

-Exit Relm-

Relm vs Oxx for Free Bites
Round 1/1
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra Large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Oxen horns
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked Christmas lights collar
Disability: Partial Blindness - Moderate
Skills: Expert Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Tactician

"Relm"