Nose twitched slightly; he knew Arcanum had been over thrown forever ago, but he was recently reminded by the stench of Zaria's mother that it wasn't only just her. She had her pack back. Caeto would stop far from the border, closing his eyes trying to remember Zaria as more than a memory. He would take a breath wishing she were still here, that when Cataleya came to his call, it would be Zaria instead. Or that she would tell him that she was resting inside the pack. Not even a thought of if he were even welcome here would cross his mind. If Cataleya even knew who he was on first sight. He felt like he owed something, owed Zaria a service to her old home. The one she didn't see fall, but instead fell around her. It was now or never. His vocals would ring through a new Arcanum. Walk "Talk" Think

It was just another call. Just another face. Just one more unworthy specimen that wanted to join her pack. But as soon on the border, staring at the young man before her, he was anything but. Recognition flashed immediately in her mind, pulling at dark memories that she tucked away. She would say nothing more a moment, her gaze merely lazily roaming over him. It had been so long since she had last seen him, but he looked no different. Just one thing was missing. Her daughter. They had been plastered to each others sides, wrapped up in what could have been young love. "What are you doing here?" Her tone was carefully neutral, void of any emotion. Several feet stood between them, and a layer of ice surrounded her. She had done an excellent job of blocking out any reminders and the horrible memories of her daughters final moments. But now they came rushing back, drowning her in their overwhelming force. WORDS HERE

His heart would prickle in his chest as Cataleya would approach him. She would come to a halt and use a gentle tone to question him. He wasn't quiet sure what to say, or how to act. Maybe he shouldn't have come here, maybe there was another way to redeem Zaria. "Cat, I..." He would look down away from her. He couldn't keep an eye to her. He felt guilt if anything, and even though she wasn't Zaria, that's all he saw when he looked at her. "I want to come back." His sapphire gaze would stay off her. Would she approve? Would she tell him to get out? How did she feel? It was obvious what he was feeling. Walk "Talk" Think

His turmoil might as well hung on a sign around his neck. He wouldn't meet her gaze, even as he asked to come back. Her coral gaze stayed locked on him, even as his cyan eyes fell to the ground, anywhere but her. She said nothing. He wanted to come back. "Why?" The single word would roll of her tongue. There was nothing left here for him. Zaria was gone. Not that he had been around for that. Lips threatened to curl as anger settled heavily in her stomach. Eyes would narrow upon his face. Did he feel guilty? Guilty over Zaria's death? Or his lack of presence during her final moments? Tension coiled her muscles and rolled off her in waves. He was the last wolf she ever expected to see or even wanted to see. Her vision slowly tinged red, memories washing over her, threatening to break her control and send her in a murderous frenzy. Unmoving, she waited for him to meet her gaze and answer her question. WORDS HERE

Only one word would come from her; why. She seemed almost shocked or confused, but Caeto could not tell her anger even after she spoke. He would raise his eyes to hers, but dropped them again mid-sentence. "I just... Need to." She would probably spit. She probably didn't want him here, but it was too late to turn back. He would lift his head slightly and grasp at her amethyst gaze, finally keeping their granites intact. "I'll serve under you, I'll do whatever it takes." He wasn't finished his solid plea, but held his instinctive neutral tone, "Just, please." "I need to come back. I'm sorry." Walk "Talk" Think

He would plead with her, his emotions finally coming to her surface. It was then that she would move. A growl slide from her throat as defenses settled in. Her crown fell level with her spine, her chin tucked against her that, hackles raised and her tail straightened. Legs would spread equidistant and bend at the joint, toes would splay and claws tug into the ground, all while her shoulders rolled forward and her neck scrunched. Narrowed ears rested on her dead daughters lover as her ears pinned against her skull, her hefty weight was evenly distributed across sturdy limbs. "Prove it." Without further warning, she would launch forward. She aimed to close the distance between them in as few strides as possible. Hoping to come at him head on, she sough to collide her chest with his. Her left shoulder would jut forward, seeking to strike the center of his chest. Simultaneously her crown would tip to her left, opened jaws seeking to grab a hold his face. The fangs of her top jaw aimed just above his left his eye, while her lower fang aimed to pierce the tender skin of his cheek. Anger consumed her, turned her vision red. Following her attempted bite, her left forelimb would leave the safety of the ground, her weight redistributing evenly, to attempt to snake between his forelimbs and grasp his left forelimb, just above his ankle. She hoped to obtain a grasp so that she could jerk her own forelimb back and yank his leg out from under him. She wanted to him to fall, just as all her other opponents had. CATALEYA vs CAETO for ACCEPTANCE: round 1/2? Speech

(OOC: Oh holy cow... first fight post Oo)



Her snarl was enough to make his ears prick forward, but her lunge had only given him enough time for little defenses. Quickly, he would part his hind legs, digging his paw pads into the ground for enough traction for the upcoming impact. He had turned little while preparing, her left shoulder hitting more of the front of his right shoulder blade than the middle of his chest. His head pulled upward as they collided, her attempt to grab his eye would go south slightly, she may have been able to grab hold of his right cheek or lower jaw.



At this point, his jaw was opened wide, then lunging to grab scruff behind her right ear. But her effort to pull him the the ground with her leg would throw him off. He could have grabbed her right shoulder or forelimb, or nothing at all.



He could feel his weight coming out from under him, and as he fell to the ground, he would push all of his weight with his left knee and right paw, hoping that it was enough for him not to get trapped under her own weight. He didn't want to fight her, but there was no choice. He knew he couldn't simply talk her out of it.



"Talk"




Caeto VS Cataleya

Round: - One Two



Attacks: Bite aiming to her scruff, but went off balance. Bite could land anywhere on her right shoulder or forelimb.



Defenses: Parting of hind legs; pushing against any weight that could fall on him after put on ground.



Injuries: Minor bruising to front of right shoulder blade.

His reaction was quick, and futile. A moderate bruise would flare across her chest as she collided with him. However, he had moved, sending in his right shoulder into her chest. His head would jerk back, but her fangs still found purchase. She would be rewarded with the taste of blood as her fangs sank into his cheek and lower jaw. His open jaws would jerk forward, trying to find her scruff, but she had successfully grabbed his leg and pulled it from under him, immediately she would release his leg, the damage already done, and replace her paw safely on the ground. As he fell, pressure would build on her hold on his face, but she tried to keep a hold, knowing the tender skin would shred under too much weight. His fangs would pierce the lower right side of her neck, just before her shoulder. Fangs would sink in, causing small puncture wounds, but if he falls, then he would undoubtedly tear the skin. In an attempt to keep him tumbling towards the ground so jut her left shoulder forward and attempt to throw her weight into him. She hoped that the movement would be just enough to topple him completely to the ground. Releasing his face, jaws would aim to reposition themselves across the top of his muzzle (so that his muzzle is inside her mouth). Tipping her crown the left, she would aim for her top jaw to grasp the tender flesh on the right side of his snout, and her lower jaw to sink into the left side of his muzzle. In sync with her attempted bite, she would force her head down, hoping that if she is successful in grabbing his muzzle, she would continue to force him to the ground. All the while defenses remained intact: eyes narrowed, ears pinned, hackles raised, skull level with spine chin tucked, tail aligned with her spine, legs spread equidistant, weight evenly distributed, legs bent at the joint, toes splayed and claws digging into the ground. CATALEYA vs CAETO for ACCEPTANCE: round 2/2 ooc- dee offered to judge this, if thats ok with you Speech

(OOC:Yeah I'm fine with Dee judging ^^)



A low growl would emerge from his throat as she took hold of his jaw, pulling at the flesh as he fell. But his effort to grab her, though not where he wanted to, was successful. His teeth would sink into the lower right of her neck, her grip loosening from her paw as she let go of his face and repositioned to the top of his muzzle. He could swear he heard bone crunching under the pressure, but it must have just been the cracking of blood coming from the wounds. Her move was very successful.

She held her right shoulder to him, pushing against his weight coming up. He was able to pull his left paw up to a flat surface rather than having his knee to the ground. He was now on all fours, but the pressure of both their strength was almost even. He would release his grip on the scruff of her neck and aim for a strong bite around the top of her right forelimb, hoping the pain was enough to have her quit. But he knew if he pulled forward and she did not release, the grip she had on his muzzle would definitely be enough to rip his own skin and he would be the one to let go. This was it, who would give up first?



"Talk"




Caeto VS _______

Round: - One Two



Attacks: Strong Bite aiming for the top of her right forearm.



Defenses: Still pushing against her weight.



Injuries: Minor bruising to front of right shoulder blade + Puncture wounds/scratches to his right cheek/jaw area; deep puncture wounds on both side of his muzzle

Cataleya v Caeto for ACCEPTANCE Round 1 CATALEYA: 8 for clarity. -2 ?which side of the face did she intend to bite?? 10 for powerplaying. none seen. 10 for defenses. +1 for each seen 6 for attack. +2 body check. +3 bite. +1 trip. 10 for injuries.First round. Round one CATALEYA Total: 44/50 CAETO: 2 for clarity- -2 ?her left shoulder hitting more of the front of his right shoulder blade than the middle of his chest? where was he struck? What damage came from this strike? -2 ?her attempt to grab his eye would go south slightly, she may have been able to grab hold of his right cheek or lower jaw.? Wasn?t quite sure what section to put this in but you choose what damage your character takes. -2 ?He could have grabbed her right shoulder or forelimb, or nothing at all? you must state where you intend for your bite to land -2 ?he would push all of his weight with his left knee and right paw? not sure what leg he is using, if its his front then he only has an ankle and a shoulder there. 4 for powerplaying. -2 ?He had turned little while preparing? must attempt to do this -2 ?His head pulled upward as they collided? must attempt to do this -2 ?lunging to grab scruff behind her right ear? must attempt to do this 2 for defenses. +1 for each seen 2 for attack. +3 bite. -1 area not specified. 10 for injuries. First round. (moderate bruising to mid right chest, deep bite to right side of face on cheek and lower jaw) Round one CAETO Total: 20/50 Round 2 CATALEYA: 8 for clarity--2 what area of his body did she attempt to hit with her left shoulder 6 for powerplaying. -2 ?hoping that if she is successful in grabbing his muzzle? don?t assume things -2 ?but if he falls, then he would undoubtedly tear the skin? don?t assume things 10 for defenses. +1 for each seen 6 for attack. +3 bite. +2 control +1 weight 7 for injuries. -3 moderate puncture wounds to lower right neck Round two CATALEYA Total: 37/50 CAETO: 4 for clarity- -2 ?knee? is not an area of a wolf?s front limb. -2 what damage was taken to his nose? -2 how did he shift his weight to get his paw back underneath him 8 for powerplaying. -2 -2 ?He was able to pull his left paw up to a flat surface ? must attempt to do this. 0 for defenses. +1 for each seen (none listed) 4 for attack. +3 bite. +1 control/joint 7 for injuries. -3 sever bite to his nasal passage Round two CAETO Total: 23/50 Totals: CATALEYA: 81/100 CAETO: 43/100 And the winner is... Cataleya! Caeto must give up by either submitting, fleeing, or passing out. Damage: CATALEYA- moderate bruising to left shoulder/chest will take a few ic days to heal. moderate puncture wounds to lower right neck will take 2 ooc weeks to heal. CAETO- moderate bruising to mid right chest will take a few ic days to heal, deep bite to right side of face on cheek and lower jaw will take 2 ooc weeks to heal. Sever punctures on upper nose, bone cracked, will take 3 ooc weeks to heal and painful to breath through nose for 1 ooc week. Notes: Tips for both writing, and some suggestions. (no points are deducted here) Notes For Saf All in all a good fight, need to clarify a few things a bit more but other then that good job! . For Chrono Congrats on your first fight! All in all pretty good, you need to work on your defenses more then anything, all else comes with practice. Also make sure whenever you move your wolf even if it doesn?t effect your opponent make sure you ?attempt? to do it. If you have any questions feel free to pm or skype me! - By [Dee]

Blood. He smelt blood. His wife's blood. He had obviously missed the howl because immediately a moment of panic would slither through his gut and propel him forward to the boarder. Bodies were colliding in battle and for a moment he would stand behind him, gaze shifting too and fro as he tried to figure out what had happened here. Trespasser? Should he intervene? For a moment he trembled, acidic gaze wide and wild as he watched. It was only a few seconds that he would hesitate before finally he bellowed out a great roar, hoping to catch their attention. "ENOUGH!" He would roar, storming forward and snapping at bodies to try and separate them. He didn't know who was attacking who, didn't know who he should be moving. He didn't know what was happening and with Cat locked in battle he didn't have any cues or motions to follow. He didn't really realized until now just how much he relied on her to make decisions for him, followed her lead and cues. WORDS HERE

Caeto was not strong enough to reach her forelimbm, the pressure on his nose giving a sudden flush of excruciating pain. He felt the blood coming from both sides of his muzzle boiling with his own warm blood and snapped his mouth shut and tried not to move. The extent of the damage still not fully showing it's true power. His nose was snarled up, he tried his best to stay as still as possible to prevent any more injury or pain. It was also a way of showing he had submitted. And then he was terrified. What would Cat do with him? Would she leave him to the ground, would she take him captive, would she kill him? His eyes rolled under his eyelids trying to let the pain slip but if they were open there still wouldn't be a glimpse of fear hiding behind them. A low and loud booming from a man had come to his side. Only a squinting eye would peer up to see that he was trying to pull them apart. But still no movement. Never had he felt so vulnerable. (OOC: When Caeto is free, He will back away and lower his body, in submission, if you wanted to "powerplay" that. I'll write it in the next post or so.) Walk "Talk" Think

Victory was in her sights. She could easily deliver a dead blow, even as her jaws gripped his snout. But a booming force would drag her attention from the boy trapped in her grip. Her coral gaze would snap to her mate, eyes narrowing even further. A growl vibrated in her throat, her body quivering as she silently conveyed that he needed to mind his own fucking business. Her jaws flexed as she felt the boy go limp, submitting to her without hesitation. Begrudgingly she would release him, his blood tainting her fangs. Saliva dripped from her lips, her rage still pulsing. "Stay if you wish." Her voice snapped like a whip as she shot daggers at him before pivoting away from both men. Blood trickled from her wounds, her movements were stiff with the bruise across her chest. She didn't want to see this boy any longer, she wanted to be alone. Her defenses remained tightly locked in place, rage oozed from her as emotions were savagely unburied. She felt as though she was going to explode, and there was nothing she could do about it. -exit- "Speech"