The maniacal devil had made it. The place that had called him from afar with the wavering scent of blood and bones. He was on a mission, and that was to collect for his shiny new accessory. He had a small collection already, but he wanted more and what better place to look then this? The black behemoth stalked upon the lands, crazed yellow gaze seeking out someone to pry a shiny new fang from. He saw others in the midst of their quarrels, but he wanted someone fresh, someone not already battered and weakened. Perhaps he'd get that today, perhaps not. But he wouldn't return to his waiting sister until he emerged victorious, or at least leave with the tang of his own blood in the air. The demon stopped near a fallen victim, the rancid stench rising from the creatures body behind him as Diablo stood a few feet from it, inhaling the scent quite strongly as he swept the scene. It was a fairly decent sized area for a good fight, the arena was swept clean by the winds efforts, though there lay a few scattered rocks they wouldn't be too much bother. With a wicked grin, he couldn't wait any longer. Throwing back his head, he released an eerie howl for someone nearby, and hopefully he'd get an answer. The shaggy black dog needed to taste blood, and spill it. Be it his or his opponents, he wouldn't go home until he'd had his fill of teeth on flesh. "Speech"

She was always ready for that call. She loved its sound, and readily answered the call. As she approached, she noticed the stench, but it didn't bother her much. When she found the caller, she thought he must be getting up in age. His muzzle and ears were grey, as well as his stomach. It took her a moment before she decided that this was simply his fur pattern and not, in fact, some old man wanting to get rowdy. A smirk concealed her mistake, though her mind would keep thinking of the brute as an old man. He was a little under half a foot shorter than her, meaning he should be a decent match for the titan woman, "Alright, a spar? Any other requests before I beat you?" In her head she ended her sentence by calling him old man, but she decided not to just yet. He didn't smell like he belonged to a pack, but usually it was best to avoid completely pissing off the opponent before a spar. Esti waited, shifting her weight back and forth in springy half-sidesteps as she waited for his answer and boosted her own ego.

Ooh, someone had answered his little call. He nearly danced in place unable to contain himself at tasting the blood of a rather large woman. Her perfume was tantalizing, but then again the perfume of any woman made him giddy. It made him all the more eager to fight them because, well...he got something he wanted when it was over, presuming he won. "You're a smart one you are, oh yes. It is a fight that I want and..." He giggled rather creepily, manic eyes flashing with desire at his teeth parted in a smile. "Winner gets a tooth from the other, that will be the deal. Like the term eye for an eye, but...I want a shiny tooth of yours to add to my collection." Giggling stopped, head tilting suddenly to the side with a mock questioning gaze. "Unless of course, you prize your looks too much?" No matter. He wasn't one for words really, and it would be known as he slowly moved forward and circles around her left as he chanted. "Mary had a little lamb...whose blood did stain the snow..." Ah, one of his many favorites. Though she was far from being a lamb, would...her blood still stain the same? Only one way to find out. Without any indication, he erupted into an outburst of movement as he sprung. He would attempt to close the yard and a half between them, dirt flying up behind him when he kicked off in a flurry of movement. The brute's shaggy coat rose, hackles bristling along his spine. Manic amber gaze narrowed as his grayed ears pinned to his head, likewise his head lowered slightly over his throat whilst his shoulders rolled forward in preparation to strike. He lowered his head, jaws splayed open as he distributed his weight evenly across all four limbs, toes spread and claws biting into the dirt for traction, and to aid in his maneuvers, his tail flagged out and acted as a rudder to guide him. He aimed towards her left flank, the man attempting to use his momentum and shoulders as a battering ram to bruise her side, jaws gaping open as he sought to place a grip upon her back. Top canines sought to reach over to grip on the right side of her back, bottom canines sought to make a grip on the left side. Should he be successful, he wanted to apply pressure and perhaps taste blood and feel the tearing of muscle within his jaws. Simultaneously, his right foreleg sought to hook around her left ankle, an attempt to further aid him in unbalancing her and topple her over. As he did this, his grounded three limbs would redistribute to accommodate his weight. Diablo vs Esti for Best Smile A tooth Round 1/2 Speech Thought Others

Alright. That was it. This guy was dumb- oh why were they always like this? Esti's ears flicked to the side of her head lightly as she gave him a pitying look. The poor, dumb animal. He giggled between statements. His mind was mush, wasn't it? Esti wouldn't have pity for him. He challenged her for a tooth and her smiled widened almost enough to show all of her teeth, "Value my looks? Have you seen me? If I valued my looks I would have been born a better color. You can have my tooth, but I want half of your tail or an ear- your choice." that was her terms, but she might accept a pretty canine tooth instead.

The male made to circle to Esti's left around a yard and a half away. Esti would mirror him, circling as well, turning left slowly and continuously. Her limbs were bent slightly as she stalked, her nails digging into the ground as she kept her legs spread and her weight evenly distributed to all four of her legs. She wanted to be ready to go at any moment. She rolled her shoulders forward and tucked her chin to protect her neck as her hackles raised and her tail swung out behind her for balance. Tucking her ears, Esti let out a loud snarl, turning her smile wide enough to scrunch her face as she narrowed her eyes at her opponent to protect her face. He wasn't going to get the drop on her.

As he took off, Esti mirrored him again. She attempted to close the gap, facing him head on. When they were close, he would attack. Since they were facing head on, Diablo would be unable to grasp her left flank. As he went for the attack, Esti would attempt to shove the front, sharper part of her left shoulder into his open maw. She knew it would cause lacerations on her part, but maybe with her momentum she could knock some sense into the smaller brute (COUNTER to bite/slam, damage pending). The rest of the man would follow his jaws, which might cause more damage to either of them, but Esti, being bigger, felt she had the upper hand in trying to slam her left shoulder into his maw, hopefully bringing him to a screeching halt. The brute would aim to hook his right forepaw around her left hind leg, though since she was facing him head on, he would hook around her left forepaw. The hook had no real damage and he wasn't really big enough to pull it out from under her, but he was able to pull on the leg if he so pleased. Esti shifted her weight evenly to her left forepaw and hind legs as she aimed to stomp and pin Diablo's left forepaw with her right forepaw. She opened her jaws and tilted her head to her right then attempted to bite and grip Diablo's left ear. Though it was pinned down, Esti was sure she could pry it up, maybe get a nice grip on it, maybe rip it off, who knew? She aimed for the outermost, uppermost part of the ear with her upper jaw and the inner part and most of the base with her bottom jaw, hoping to get some good area with one bite and maybe spill the first real blood in a couple of days.

Esti Vs. Diablo for Tooth/Tail/Ear
Round 1/2

OOC//Sorry for taking so long, had alot of personal stuff going on...

Aaah, she was a smart girl. The woman had decided to mirror him, to thwart his efforts and she would be somewhat successful. He was always prepared for the unexpected, his crazed mind one step ahead of the rest. He put on the brakes just before impact, hind paws dragged a few centimeters while front paws halted his momentum like a car abruptly stopping at an intersection. His head jerked up, though with the momentum he had while running, his body would slam into her regardless. It was a jarring impact on his end as his shoulders had been thrust out in his attempt at charging like a battering ram. His left shoulder would make impact with her left shoulder and a heavy bruise would blossom on his body, though it would not stop him. He had an extremely high tolerance to pain, and more often then not he didn't even really feel pain most of the time. Her counter attempt would not meet successfully in his jaws, but his jaws would eventually seek her once more. With the close proximity, Diablo would do well to keep his defenses in check. His hackles remained raised, tail flagged out, scruff bunched about his neck, his ears remained closely pinned to his head and his eyes were narrowed. He shoulders remained rolled forward to protect the sides of his neck, chin tucked and his teeth and maw bared and scrunched. His right forepaw would be successful in hooking her left forepaw, but as soon as he felt that he could not budge her balance, he immediately re-grounded it and sought another course of action. He would redistribute his weight among all four limbs, muscles tensed as his toes splayed across the ground. As she turned her head in an attempt to bite at his head, he rose upon hind legs and aimed to wrap his forelegs around her neck, hind legs spreading wide as he redistributed his balance once more, tail flagged straight behind him. His head twisted to his left, and with bared fangs, his head would snake forward as he attempted to get a solid grip upon the side of her face just over her left eye. He sought to tear flesh and mar her pretty face--upper canines sought to land above her eye and slice downward, and bottom canines sought to land below her eye and slice upwards. It wasn't an attempt to permanently blind her, more so to scar her with a good bite and temporarily blind her with her own blood. Due to his (potential) movement, Esti's jaws would miss his ear, and instead she would bite the fatty side of his neck where teeth would meet skin and fat and possibly muscle. He hissed with an undeniable pleasure at the pain, her teeth sinking in to create moderate wounds approximately an inch and a half deep. He felt the blood coursing through his veins and trickling out of his new wounds. This girl was a formidable opponent, and even though she was bigger, he would fight for what he so desired, and should he lose he would always (and shamelessly) give up the prize. He was not opposed to giving her a tooth of his own, oh no...he had plenty stored away. Diablo VS Esti for Tooth/tail/ear Round 2/2 Speech Thought Others

She was a smart girl, not that anyone telling her that or telling her differently would ever change her opinion on the matter. This brute, on the other hand, wasn't as crazy as he tried to put off. That was Esti's theory, anyway. The male would abruptly stop, but the two would collide anyway. Moderate bruises would form where the lighter male slammed into her left shoulder. Esti winced, but the pain wasn't remarkable. The brute dropped the hook around her left forepaw and Esti made sure to redistribute her weight to compensate for her former resistance against him. Esti's bite hit the left (okay'd by Dragon) side of her opponent's neck, though she wouldn't get the grip she wanted. He reared up to wrap his paws around her neck, but Esti had another plan (continued on next paragraph for attack continuity). Instinctively, Esti checked her defenses after her weight was redistributed, but before she executed her plan. Her paws were spread apart on the ground after her stomp attack missed (okay'd by Dragon), her toes digging into the ground for traction as her knees bent into a lower crouch than her lofty agility stance. Her knees bent for stability, coiled so she was ready to launch for her little plan. Her tail wavered behind her for balance while her hackles remained rigid down her back. Her lips curled, her face scrunched, her eyes narrowed, and her ears pinned against her head as she checked her head defenses. Lastly, the titan woman rolled her shoulders and tucked her head, pulling her head back from the attack on the male's neck in order to protect her own.

As the male reared up to wrap his forelimbs around her neck, Esti ducked her head down, the male's forepaws coming down on the middle lower part of her neck above her shoulders, but not causing any damage. Because Esti had tucked her head, the brute wouldn't be able to get a grip on the left side of her face, but, rather, he would bit the left side of the top of Esti's head, causing punctures around the base of her left ear and near the back of her skull, though his teeth would slide together causing those punctures to become moderate lacerations as he lost his grip. As his paws came down on her and his bite scraped across her head, Esti aimed to kick off using her lower stance to power her attack. Esti sought to push the male abruptly up and back with her shoulders to his ribs as her head ducked lower, hoping to knock him into position and maybe knock the air out of him as she drove forward (towards his tail). With him reared, she hoped her lower stance and her shoving him would raise him high enough for her next attack. Tilting her head to her left, Esti attempted to get a solid grip on the brute's sheath, noting his tail had been flagged out for balance when he reared up towards her. Her top jaw sought to close over the right (his perspective) of his sheath while her lower jaw went for the right side. She didn't go for his little man jewels, but the actual sheath where his actual junk would be tucked somewhat safely away but still, as Esti was led to believe, incredibly tender and could possibly end this fight.

Esti Vs. Diablo for Tooth/Tail/Ear (Voluntary, not maim, so officially a spar. I was asked to clarify.)
Round 2/2

OOC: Drag said Esti's stomp would miss.

DIABLO vs ESTI for SPAR ROUND ONE DIABLO CLARITY - 2 “He aimed towards her left flank” Is he head to head with her? Perpendicular? - 2 “To bruise her side” Where? There’s a LOT of space along the side. Total: 6 POWERPLAY - 0 Total: 10 DEFENSES + 1 (Hackles) + 1 (eyes) + 1 (ears) + 1 (head) + 1 (shoulders) + 1 (jaws) + 1 (weight) + 1 (toes) + 1 (claws) + 1 (tail) Total: 10 ATTACK + 2 shoulder to side + 3 grip attempt + 1 trip attempt Total: 6 INJURIES - Round 1! Total: 10 Total for Round One: 42 / 50 ESTI CLARITY - All clear! Total: 10 POWERPLAY - 2 Ignored shoulder thrust. Total: 8 DEFENSES + 1 (knees) + 1 (nail) + 1 (legs)  1 (weight) + 1 (shoulder) + 1 (chin) + 1 (hackles) + 1 (tail) + 1 (ears) + 1 (eyes) Total: 10 ATTACK + 2 shoulder to maw + 3 bite to ear + 1 paw stomp Total: 6 INJURIES - Round 1! Total: 10 Total for Round One: 44 / 50 ROUND TWO DIABLO CLARITY - 2 “bite to fatty side of his neck” Which side? Total: 8 POWERPLAY - 2 Missed paw stomp Total: 8 DEFENSES + 1 (hackles) + 1 (tail) + 1 (scruff) + 1 (ears) + 1 (eyes) + 1 (shoulders) + 1 (chin) + 1 (teeth) + 1 (toes) + 1 (weight) Total: 10 ATTACK + 3 bite attempt + 2 bear hug Total: 5 INJURIES - 1 moderate bruise to left shoulder - 2 moderate lacerations to left neck - 2 moderate fractures to left forepaw (missed) Total: 5 Total for Round Two: 36 / 50 ESTI CLARITY - 1 “he reared up to wrap his paws around his neck, but Esti had another plan” Wy put this here when you aren’t going to continue on this hear? It tripped me up, and if it weren’t for your OOC note (which is invisible to me) I would have been confused. - 2 “to his ribs” Ribs is a huge area, please specify Total: 7 POWERPLAY - 0 Total: 10 DEFENSES + 1 (toes) + 1 (knees) + 1 (tail) + 1 (hackles) + 1 (lips) + 1 (face) + 1 (eyes) + 1 (ears) + 1 (shoulders) +  1 (head) Total: 10 ATTACK + 2 shoulders to ribs + 3 bite to his…sensitive area + 1 severity Total: 6 INJURIES - 2 moderate lacerations to left ear/skull Total: 8 Total for Round Two: 41 / 50 Totals: DIABLO 36 + 42 = 78 / 100 ESTI 41 + 44 = 85 / 100 And the winner is... ESTI DIABLO must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Damage: DIABLO Moderate bruise to left shoulder – 1 ooc week Moderate lacerations to left neck – 2 ooc weeks Moderate fractures to left forepaw (missed) – 1 to 2 ooc weeks ESTI Moderate bruising to chest (missed) – 2 ooc weeks Moderate lacerations to left ear/skull – 2 ooc weeks Notes: Tips for writing and some suggestions. (no points are deducted here): BOTH Guuuuys! Pay attention to your opponents attacks! You both lost a lot of points by not acknowledging an attack even if it missed or wasn’t valid anymore because movement. You must reguard it…reguardless! Clarity is key, as well. - By [Arin]