Alaria

Alaria padded, stiff legged, through the field of battle. The fae's normally erect audits were pinned flat against her skull, her hackles raised. Rage suffused every step, every line in her body. It would have been unwise for any wolf to confront her at that point in time, so in turmoil were her emotions. Any plant that she walked by, she savaged it to bits. Any ray of sunshine was glared at with hateful amber orbs. Alaria was angry. And there was nothing she, nor any other wolf could do to calm her down. She wanted to fight. She wanted to claw and bite and tear until she was a mess of blood and flesh. Contrary to Alaria's emotions, the day was bright and sunny. Though winter still held the land of Alacritis in it's firm grip, the day was unusually warm. Ria snarled viciously and snapped at the ebony fur cloaking her back, angry that it kept her so warm. Alaria stopped dead in her tracks, her entire body stiff with rage. As full of anger as she was, Alaria truly had not the slightest inclination of how to talk herself down. With no other options, and resorting to the slightest thing possible to attempt a cool-down, Alaria started digging at the hard earth of the plain. She dug and tore and put every ounce of muscle she had into her digging. Alas, despite the rather large hole she had dug after a few minutes and the two claws she had ripped out in the process, the digging did nothing to defuse the ticking time bomb that was Alaria. The fae slowly dragged her moist salmon tongue over the raw, bleeding wounds, relishing the sharp bite of pain that reminded her she was still breathing, however unfortunate that may be. At a loss of what else to do, Alaria raised her snout to the heavens and loosed a primal howl that sounded more like a scream. She channeled all of her emotions into it, the anger, the rage, the frustration. But behind the raw energy of the vicious emotions were the softer, more melancholy sounds of the pain, the vulnerability, the sadness. There was no doubt about it, Alaria was broken. An empty, shattered shell of her former self. And there was nothing she could do about it.

Uisge

Steam would spew from the mans flared nostrils. Though winter had approached, today just seemed to be oddly warmer then usual. Dual toned features would briskly take him across the battle scarred grounds, not really going in any particular direction. Tanned ears would follow the direction of the winds, his sapphire orbs alternating between the ground and the sky as he kept an eye on his surroundings. He had heard of an upcoming war as of late, and he did not want to get caught up in the middle of it. He expected it would be anytime soon, and that it would happen here on these very grounds; all the more quicker to get off and away from here. His eyes darted side to side, as if expecting the opposing packs to come rushing from both directions with him in the middle, but ah such was the paranoid life. A sound would then pierce the winds, stopping in his tracks and his features frozen in time. Sapphire eyes sought out the direction of the haunting call, the one that he heard full of anger among other things. Narrowing blue orbs would seek out the creature that made the sound, russet and white body slinking past rocks and his belly kissing the ground as he sought to sneak up on whoever it was. Should it be the wolves at war he would be sure to stay and watch from afar. But alas his eyes would fall upon the features of a damsel in distress. With a smirk he would slither towards her, handsome features putting on a facade. He could feel the anger amongst other emotions roll off her in waves, and wondered if perhaps he could use her emotions as a tool to his advantage. "What ails this dame who calls with such pain? It would seem as if you were lookin' fer a toy or warm body to take out your anger. Come on Lass, ye can tell me...Uisge is the name, and I know exactly what ye want." His smooth tongue would chide across russet lips, wondering if he could entice the woman to pursue a different course of action to unleash the anger. Surely his charm would work...and if it was a fight she wanted, then perhaps he could turn it in his favor. With slow powerful steps, he neared the woman, tracing a circle in the ground as he moved. Ah yes, her body sure seemed enticing...it called to him, and he wanted nothing more then to press against her form and take control of the beast. All in due time...

Alaria

ooc:: Sorry for the crap post :'( I'm feeling quite blah >.> Alaria remained rooted to the spot, unable to move, unable to look around, barely able to breathe. However, she broke out of her trance when she sensed the approach of another wolf. Her head snapped up, nose tilted slightly skyward to try and detect the specifics of the scent she had caught. Her elegantly pointed audits pricked up to full attention on the crown of her skull. As was Alaria's usual reaction, her hackles began to rise and her fur stood on end. Her tail was held straight out, not sure whether to tuck it or curl it in a show of dominance. The ebony and ivory fae turned slowly, realizing that the other wolf was behind her. Keeping her guard up completely, Alaria swung around to face the newcomer. The brute, for a brute he was, was a mixture of russet tones and ivory, and he stared at her with piercing blue eyes. He was handsome, there was no doubt about that. But Alaria got a sense from him that something wasn't quite right. Her anger far from forgotten, Alaria listened to him speak. "What ails this dame who calls with such pain? It would seem as if you were lookin' fer a toy or warm body to take out your anger." Ria barked a short laugh, her slight insanity showing through. Alaria distrusted every wolf she came in contact with, but this one more so. "I would love to take out some of this anger." Ria snarled. "Especially on a wolf that has no idea how to mind his own business." Alaria's ears now were pinned flat, her black lips risen to display gleaming white canines. "Come on Lass, ye can tell me...Uisge is the name, and I know exactly what ye want." Alaria stared at the wolf in disbelief. "Uisge, is it?" Alaria repeated in a mocking tone. Uisge continued walking, circling around Alaria. Ria circled as well, though she stayed in place. There was no way in hell she was going to turn her back on this wolf. "You have no idea what I want."

Uisge

Sapphire eyes remained fixated upon the woman as she moved to keep him in her sights. Her words nothing more then fuel to the fire that brewed within his soul. Her anger, it seemed to come off her in waves and Uisge would play his card. After all, a wolf blinded by anger and rage would be focused mainly focused on letting it out. With a wry smirk he would flick her nose with his tail as he turned away to move a yard or so away. Turning once more he snapped his teeth together, challenging her. "If ye want 't release yer anger lass, then now is the perfect time 't do it. However, if I win then you will resort yerself te my bidding. If you win...then I'll leave ya alone and ye can continue to do as you please. Are my conditions to be met?" A sneet would crawl up his features, wondering if she'd be up for such a game. It was after all, a game of chance. And if he won then he'd make an attempt to force her to submit. He was no fair gamer, it wasn't who he was. But that didn't mean he'd remain like that forever. Piercing blue eyes would narrow, russet lips curling over pearled daggers, tail lashing behind him as he flattened his ears to his skull. The male widened his stance to uphold his balance should she decide to make any sort of charge, shoulders tucked forward and his head lowered over his throat and aligned with his spine. His toes curled towards the ground, claws scraping the earth in a tantalizing manner, as if the thought of an upcoming fight were teasing him in some way. Teeth snapped together as he stared at her. "Well? What are ye waitin' for? I'm righ' here...come 'n get me!" he teased with a sneering tone. Uisge Vs Alaria for Dominance Round: 0/3? Defenses: Eyes narrowed, lips curled, ears flattened, widens his stance for balance, shoulders tucked forward to protect neck, head lowered over throat and aligning with his spine, claws digging into the ground. Attacks: None OOC: We can do 3 or 4 rounds, tis up to you dear <3

Alaria let loose a savage snarl; amber orbs mad and saliva flinging from her jowls, when Uisge had the nerve to swat her on the nose with his tail. Fury ripped through her body, forcing her fur to stand on end. Pointed ivory canines were readily shown, onyx black lips pulled back from Alaria's teeth. Who the hell does he think he is?! she yowled in her head, half indignant and half infuriated. This Uisge obviously did not know what he was getting himself into. Though in all appearances ready for a fight, Alaria restrained herself for the time being. Uisge was beyond a shadow of a doubt in the wrong place at the wrong time, but Alaria was not one to truly fight. Her show of force was mainly to frighten other wolves away from her, but the russet and ivory brute did not look intimidated whatsoever. Alaria was still not sure whether their meeting was to become a fight, but then Uisge spoke. "If ye want 't release yer anger lass, then now is the perfect time 't do it. However, if I win then you will resort yerself te my bidding. If you win...then I'll leave ya alone and ye can continue to do as you please. Are my conditions to be met?" Alaria held up her offensive stance, but her mind was racing to comprehend and dissect the brute's words. She would have to do his bidding? Alaria scoffed. Not a chance.. she thought. But in all, it was an intriguing offer, and there was no doubt in Alaria's mind that she needed some form of outlet to release all of her pent up rage. Alaria's head immediately filled with defeatist thoughts. Well, I might as well do it, she thought. I have nothing else to lose at this point.. And as sad as it was, how pathetic it seemed, that was all it took to convince Ria that this was the thing to do. There was no doubt that she'd fight as hard as she could, because once Alaria's flame was lit, it was nearly impossible to put out. As soon as she initiated the fight, Alaria knew that she would release her animalistic instincts that she usually kept locked away, deep inside of her heart. "Very well, Uisge." Alaria stated calmly. "You'll get your fight. But I promise," the ebony and ivory fae spoke in a menacing undertone. "You will regret it." Ria's deep amber orbs never left Uisge's figure, and so she witnessed when he began to prepare for the fight. The male wolf was not much larger than she in height, no more than three inches taller than her at the shoulder. However, he definitely had her beat in brute muscle. Being a female, Alaria was built more slim than Uisge, simply by the design of nature. However, what she lacked in force, Alaria could make up for in speed and cunning. The advanced intellect that Alaria possessed allowed her to think quickly, make decisions at the drop of a hat. She didn't over-think, Ria simply reacted. So when Uisge prepared himself and taunted her once again, Alaria didn't pause to question her undeniably poor choices. Instead of attacking right off the bat, Alaria took a quick moment to collect herself and set her defenses, no more than a few heartbeats. Ebony audits pinned flat against her skull, amber eyes narrowed. Ria evenly distributed her weight throughout her body and yet remained poised on her toes, ready to dance out of harms way in a millisecond. Her head and tail held in direct line with the rest of her body and hackles raised, Alaria was beyond ready. After assessing the situation, Alaria knew what to do. Considering the size difference of the two wolves, it would be by far in Alaria's advantage to use forward momentum against Uisge. Most wolves would expect a charge to begin a fight, and Ria was going to use surprise as an advantage as well. Alaria moved slowly into position, so as not to arouse suspicion, hoping that Uisge would stay rooted to his spot and not realize what she was about to attempt. The fae coiled her muscles in an instant, and sprung off semi-diagonally from the hard-packed ground as forcefully as she possibly could, aiming to land directly on top of Uisge, snatch his scruff into her jaws, and roll him onto the ground. Ria attempted this, and would Uisge actually hit the ground, Alaria would unclamp her jaws from his scruff and begin snapping towards his face and throat, attempting to tear into fur and flesh. Alaria's eyes were wide open and crazed, the only thoughts filling her head ones of blood, and of pain, and the almost deliriously intoxicating pleasure at inflicting it. Alaria VS Uisge for DominanceRound: 1/3Defenses: Ears pinned flat to her head, eyes narrowed. Evenly distributed body weight for maximum balance, yet poised on her toes to avoid injury. Head lowered and tail lifted to sit in a straight line with her body, and hackles lifted.Attacks: Alaria tries to move slowly into position, so as not to arouse suspicion, hoping that Uisge would stay rooted to his spot and not realize what she was about to attempt. The fae coiled her muscles in an instant, and sprung off semi-diagonally from the hard-packed ground as forcefully as she possibly could, aiming to land directly on top of Uisge, snatch his scruff into her jaws, and roll him onto the ground. Ria attempted this, and would Uisge actually hit the ground, Alaria would unclamp her jaws from his scruff and begin snapping towards his face and throat, attempting to tear into fur and flesh.ooc;; 3 rounds is fine for me :)EDITED TO FIX CODING! Speech,

Uisge

Russet lips curled over ivory fangs as he waited for his opponent to strike. Sapphire blue eyes registering her movements through narrowed slits as his ears flattened to his skull. His muscles would tense, rendering his body rigid with the suspense of what was to come. The brute was cold, calculating, never removing his eyes off his opponent as he awaited her move. He watched as she set her defenses, his own already set in place. A growl rumbled in his throat as she spoke, a smirk playing upon his lips at the thought. Him? Regret it? The idea nearly made him laugh. He huffed, waiting for her to move. It seemed as if long minutes ticked by, but it had only been seconds and then she would strike, covering the short distance between them as she leaped towards him. He was mildly surprised, though he expected as much. Still, he had not expected an attempted aerial assault towards him. He braced himself, limbs spreading equally apart, weight even, claws digging in for traction, toes splayed, tail aligned with his spine for added balance, scruff bunched, and he was ready. Teeth met his scruff, though the moment he felt them clasp on he would attempt to throw his head back in an effort to slam the back of his head into her jaws, hopefully jarring her or dizzying her in the process. He pulled his weight forward so that she was unable to flip him back, the motion causing the skin in her jaws to tear as thin streams of blood ran down his shoulders. With a vicious snarl, he would turn his head to the left and attempt to snap his jaws at the closest piece of flesh he could find. In this instance, possibly her left foreleg. (I think? I'm going by how I imagine their angles ._. Correct me if i'm wrong lol) If he sought his intended target, then he would try to grab hold and drag her off of him onto the ground. He squared his limbs in preparation, his scruff throbbing with pain but he ignored it for now. If he could grab his mark, then he would twist his head downwards in an attempt to force her to lower herself to the ground. He would have fun with this one, he could feel it in his bones. He wanted to cause pain, he loved inflicting it upon his opponents. After all, she was oh so foolish enough to accept his challenge. And now she would be the one to regret it. Fight Stats Round: 1/3 Defenses: Eyes narrowed, ears flattened, lips curled/fangs bared, muscles tensed/rigid, limbs spreading equally apart, weight even, claws digging in for traction, toes splayed, tail aligned with his spine for added balance, scruff bunched, weight pulling forward to keep Alaria from rolling him onto his back. Attacks: Attempt to slam the back of his had against her mouth as she is grabbing hold of his scruff. Will then turn his head to the left and attempt to snap his jaws at the closest piece of flesh he could find. In this instance, possibly her right foreleg. If he sought his intended target, then he would try to grab hold and drag her off of him onto the ground by twisting his head downwards. Injuries: Bite wounds to scruff, minor bleeding. Slight tearing to scruff from the forward pulling motion. Out Of Character Notes: Sorry it's so short ^^;

Alaria snarled her defiance, pearly canines firmly latched onto Uisge's scruff. As she latched on, his head slammed back into her jaw, weakening her hold and sending jolts of pain through her bones. The ebony femme clenched her eyes shut, relishing the pain. Uisge's hit hurt so damn good. Her attempt to roll Uisge to the ground had failed, but the failure did not affect Alaria negatively, oh no. In fact, Alaria's plan backfiring only intensified the fire that raged in her heart, the fierce longing to inflict pain, to destroy. The young woman's amber irises sparkled with life. It seemed as though all it took for the femme to feel alive was to actually be alive. The adrenaline singing through her veins, the sharp pains electrifying her body, the ferocious pleasure at making another hurt, all reminded Alaria that she was still breathing, still functioning. How could I have ever wanted to give this up? Alaria asked herself in the minuscule portion of her brain that was still running normally. As Uisge pulled his weight forward, Alaria almost moaned in pleasure as the sweet saltiness of his blood filled her mouth. The thick, hot liquid spilled through Ria's onyx lips, dripping down her chin and neck in thin rivulets. Her pleasure was short-lived however, when Uisge turned his head to the left and latched onto Alaria's left foreleg. His teeth sliced through the thin layers of skin there quite easily, creating long but shallow gouges. The woman snarled again, the pain once more doing nothing but stoking Alaria's fire. Uisge attempted to drag the fae to the ground, and his attempt was successful. Alaria did not have a firm enough hold to remain atop the brute. As the ebony mistress was dragged to the ground, the woman would attempt to latch her canines onto his left ear, as his teeth were otherwise occupied. If the woman was to succeed, instead of trying to hold onto his ear, Alaria would attempt to pull and tear, using Uisge's attack against him; her falling momentum would help her tear through the thin flesh of the brute's ear. If Alaria's attempt was to fail, and she would continue to be dragged to the ground, falling to the hard plain, slightly in front of and to the left of Uisge. Whether Alaria's attack on Uisge's ear succeeded or failed, the woman would still be brought to the ground. Assuming the brute had let go of Alaria's leg after slamming down to the floor of the plain, Alaria would leap to her feet, skittering back a few paces to put some well-needed space between the two. They both needed a breather, that at least, was clear to Ria. The woman would then take a moment to set her defenses once more, fully aware that Uisge would most likely be the one to attack next. Alaria would bunch up her scruff once again, raising her hackles to protect the thin skin on the back of her neck and spine. Her blazing amber eyes would narrow; not too much to obstruct her vision, but enough to where they could not be damaged easily. Her audits would pin flat to her skull, and her head would lower, covering the vital veins and arteries that ran through her throat. Alaria's tail would curl under her body, not in a show of submission, but to protected the body part from injury. The woman balanced her weight equally, and yet remained on her toes, so as to be able to dance out of harms way in a millisecond. Alaria laughed, a maniacal sound that traveled far through the open air."Come and get me, pretty boy." The ebony woman snarled, snapping her jaws towards Uisge. "I'm not done playing yet!" Alaria would giggle once more in insane glee, high on blood and high on life. Alaria VS Uisge for DominanceRound: 2/3Defenses: Bunched scruff, hackles raised, narrowed eyes, ears flattened, head lowered with throat covered, tail curled, weight balanced equally, poised on her toes for quick movement. Attacks: Attempts to rip through Uisge's left ear as he drags her to the ground. Injuries: A blow to the head, causing some bruising to her jaw. Lacerations and deep bruising to her left foreleg. ooc;; Edited to add injuries! Speech,

Uisge

His attempt in dragging her off of him would succeed, though not without a fight. He would snarl when he felt teeth scrape on his ear, a pained howl ripping from his jaws when the teeth clamped down on his left ear, which in turn would cause him to release his grip on her leg after she'd meet the ground. Her teeth would enclose about an inch and a half on his ear, and then he would yank his head back in recoil, a tearing of his ear resulting from it. Narrowed eyes would watch her meet the ground on his front-left side, and after her teeth finished slicing through his ear she would move back. Teeth bared in an angry grimace as he shook his head. Droplets of blood littered the ground by his feet, hackles rising as he watched her. He would simply sneer and hiss with rage, so she thought she was smart eh? We'll see about that! he'd snarl in his head. He would begin to pace forward, muzzle wrinkled in a snarl as his teeth were bared, hackles rising, head slightly lowered over his throat, chin tucked, sapphire orbs narrowed as they kept on her, his claws scraped into the ground for traction for his next move. Weight evenly distributed, toes splayed as he circled towards her left, tail bristling as it aligned with his spine. Ears flattened to his skull, the blood from his torn left ear seeped warmly onto the fur of his skull. He neared her with one intention; to rip into the pretty fur of hers and deal her some pain. It was with that intention in mind that he would finally lunge forward(after circling to the left) and attempt to slam into her left shoulder with his right shoulder in an attempt to knock her down. Simultaneously he would reach forward with opened jaws to seek purchase upon her back just between the shoulder blades. He wanted to bite there, hopefully to cause pain and if his teeth met their mark then he wanted to rip flesh and fur. She chose to "play" with the wrong male today, and should she lose then she would have a price to pay...he had plans to toy with her and let her go unscathed, but she seemed intent on damaging him and insulting him. And so, he would not let that go unpunished. Fight Stats Round: 2/3 Defenses: muzzle wrinkled in a snarl as his teeth were bared, hackles rising, head slightly lowered over his throat, chin tucked, sapphire orbs narrowed as they kept on her, his claws scraped into the ground for traction for his next move. Weight evenly distributed, toes splayed as he circled towards her left, tail bristling as it aligned with his spine. Ears flattened to his skull Attacks: lunge forward(after circling to the left) and attempt to slam into her left shoulder with his right shoulder in an attempt to knock her down. Simultaneously he would reach forward with opened jaws to seek purchase upon her back just between the shoulder blades. He wanted to bite there, hopefully to cause pain and if his teeth met their mark then he wanted to rip flesh and fur. Injuries: Torn/shredded left ear starting from the tip to about an inch and a half in. Out Of Character Notes: