Empire of Angels (CHALLENGE)
11-19-2015, 11:15 AM
You don't know what's in your heart
Rivaxorus had been worried, extremely worried. He'd been keeping his mother away from these things just to make sure she didn't put herself into any danger. He knew how badly she wanted to go, to be there for everyone and make up for her mistakes. However - Riv had sent Holly out of the kids to go and check on things with some herbs. After letting his worry get the best of him, Rivaxorus had decided to show up on the battlefield. The large boy was growing out finely. Now almost reaching Avalon's height. However what he came across made a growl rip through his throat. He was right to send Holly since father would probably need some healing. His body turned towards his aunt.
"Can you explain to me what's going on?" he whispered gently. "I told mom to stay in the den after she kicked and screamed at me that she was going - but I made sure my other siblings made her stay... her being here wouldn't be a good idea she'd throw herself at Valentine." he could tell Avalon was nervous. While Riv had never met Valentine before he heard stories. Watching the giant combat with his father sent his nerves on a wire - was these the kinds of things he would have to do when he was king. He shook his head looking at his sister, "Thanks Holly - after the fight you can handle dad." he'd be sure that his mother wouldn't be in too good health to care for their dad while she was bubbled up on anger.
11-22-2015, 09:31 AM
And the winner is...
VALENTINE |
Due to Cypress not posting in the alloted time the fight defaults in favor of Valentine, Cypress must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Avalon and her children now belong to Valentine |
11-22-2015, 03:15 PM
It was like a whirlwind of attacks. Cypress would make an attempt to sidestep, to move out of the way, but it was like everything was in slow motion. The man came at him like demon out of hell. He would barely have time to open his mouth before a jutting shoulder crashed into his throat, choking him. He felt his vision edge inward, felt the pain bloom in his chest, his limb painfully stretch. Cypress didn’t even register what happened after that.
The shock from the blow to his throat had started to cause the man to lose conscious. He would stagger, more pain blooming upon his foot. He felt the sharp sting, no, excruciating pain from where his toes were dislocated, his left foreleg left completely useless. Not that it mattered at this point. His mouth slurred, trying to speak, but not being able to get the words out. He would feel his eyes started to close, and the last thing he saw, was a bright flash of red as Valentine’s jaws clamped down upon his muzzle.
There was a sickening crunch as teeth broke, the man going limp in Valentine’s jaws. Sonticus held not the strength it hoped it did. It had the will, but not the strength to back up what it desired.
Valentine had won.
--Exit Cypress via Unconsciousness.--
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11-23-2015, 07:19 PM
In a matter of heartbeats it was all over. He not only heard but felt his opponent's teeth break under the force of his bite as the blow recoiled through him. While the attack was a powerful one, it was not the most damning one he dealt. As soon as he got the grip he'd hoped for Valentine felt the sag in his opponent as Sonticus' alpha began to slip into unconsciousness. He held on for a beat longer just to be sure Cypress really was down for the count and then he released him and let the alpha complete his slump to the ground. Having come through the spat with no injuries Valentine slowly retreated several steps to allow the Sonticus wolves enough space to tend to their fallen alpha. As he did so he casually let his gaze rove those gathered in case any were angry enough with the results to contest them. His attention then flicked to Avalon. Surely this was proof enough that she was better off elsewhere. She needed to head back to Sonticus for her kids and while he had no qualms with her venturing into their territory to do so, he intended to go with her and take along several of his members. For once they'd wait outside the border - maybe - but they'd toe the line. While he doubted Avalon would be foolish enough to run it would be just as foolish for him to not accompany her to the territory. "Avalon," he rumbled in a low voice. "Will you need help moving your children?" It smelled like she had a few. "If necessary I'm sure I can recruit a few of my wolves to help carry." |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.
11-23-2015, 07:59 PM
Hati had heard Valentine's challenge, and though he had hurried to join him, froth flecking the teeth of the bear's skull, eyes blazing in the shadowed caverns, he was not fast enough. It hadn't helped that he'd been sulking in the orchard, hiding from Valentine's adventuresome little rugrat daughter, and had to cross much of the pack's lands to reach the battlefield. But he had to be there for Valentine. He had to. Ve frolicked beside him, capering like the mad little demon he was, but Hati ignored his high pitched giggles and sing-song rhymes. He was the bear, and he would be there to guard Valentine's back.
But the whole of it was over in a flurry of blows as he reached them, and as he slipped up past Cascade to Valen's side in time to hear his words to the unknown female he threw a disinterested glance at the defeated male, before glancing up at the larger alpha with the same intensity of focus on him that spoke of his mental instability. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Ve making ridiculous faces at Akemi, but that was hardly unusual. His ghosts often interacted with each other. Just yesterday Baldur had dropped a disgustingly yellow snowball out of a tree on Vili's head - it was hardly uncommon. So why shouldn't Ve and Akemi both be there? He thought nothing of it other than that... though it was odd that the pink-eyed boy from Imperium seemed to be interacting with them as well.
"Valentine," he rasped, the words coming slowly. "I will assist in carrying them if you wish me to. I will not... bite them. I will... be gentle." He slid a sidelong glance at the unfamiliar female Valen had made his offer to, unaware that his grave promise might be taken as threatening to the pups in any way. After all, he was saying that he wouldn't bite, which seemed a reasonable thing if Valen didn't want him to bite... He was just trying to play nice for Valentine's sake. If that was what Valentine wanted him to do.
But the whole of it was over in a flurry of blows as he reached them, and as he slipped up past Cascade to Valen's side in time to hear his words to the unknown female he threw a disinterested glance at the defeated male, before glancing up at the larger alpha with the same intensity of focus on him that spoke of his mental instability. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Ve making ridiculous faces at Akemi, but that was hardly unusual. His ghosts often interacted with each other. Just yesterday Baldur had dropped a disgustingly yellow snowball out of a tree on Vili's head - it was hardly uncommon. So why shouldn't Ve and Akemi both be there? He thought nothing of it other than that... though it was odd that the pink-eyed boy from Imperium seemed to be interacting with them as well.
"Valentine," he rasped, the words coming slowly. "I will assist in carrying them if you wish me to. I will not... bite them. I will... be gentle." He slid a sidelong glance at the unfamiliar female Valen had made his offer to, unaware that his grave promise might be taken as threatening to the pups in any way. After all, he was saying that he wouldn't bite, which seemed a reasonable thing if Valen didn't want him to bite... He was just trying to play nice for Valentine's sake. If that was what Valentine wanted him to do.
Hati wears a bear skull on his head unless otherwise stated in the post. He also has a ram's skull that might be switched in sometimes if he finds it again.
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11-23-2015, 09:07 PM
In a matter of seconds it was over, and Akemi felt her stomach lurch. It was... horrific to watch. She could hear the sickening sound of Cypress' teeth breaking. Seeing him crumple... it made her think back. Think back to when Kau had maimed her. She had been so small... and this man... this man reminded her of him so. His cruel nature to those who had done nothing except exist. To try and survive. Akemi felt her heart burst with fire. She would step forth, a snarl rippling from his throat. Even Hati was ignored in that moment, her hate, her fire, blooming into a raging inferno. "Bastard!" The attack had just been brutal. Damning. The one eyed woman bared her fangs, single eye narrowed into a slit. A snarl escaped her, hackles raised across her body. She would lower her head to align it with her skull. Legs were widened, toes were widened, claws biting into the soil. She rolled her shoulders forward, tipped her chin forward and scrunched her neck. There was no holding back, anger flashing in her eyes. Akemi was not afraid of getting maimed. Not afraid of getting claimed. She was not afraid to die. What she was afraid to do was sit by and do nothing while this man destroyed the home she had, to destroy the life she had. Cypress had tried his hardest as an alpha and for what...? For this? It wasn't right! With Valentine facing Avalon she was behind him by roughly eight feet. Attempting to close the distance she would charge, knowing full well he could turn the moment her voice rang into the air. She didn't care. She made a beeline for his back left leg, charging with all her strength and speed to slam directly into it. Not only did she seek to slam directly into the back left leg of her opponent, using the front of her body as a battering ram, Akemi also attempted to go for something far more precious. Head would tilt upward and to the right, aiming to snap down upon those jewels that most men so cherished. Top jaw would aim to land across the one closer to his left leg while bottom sough the one on the right side. This man would bleed, even if not by Cypress' fangs. Ooc:: Confirmed with Eve that maim attempts do not need to be in a maim fight, but can be in regular fights as well. |
11-23-2015, 09:08 PM
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11-23-2015, 10:41 PM
Of course he turned. Who wouldn't? Again with the name calling. It was like listening to his kids bicker. He half expected someone to call him a butthead or a poopy face. Not surprisingly the results weren't sitting well with the Sonticus wolves. He turned to face the screecher...and looked down. And down. And further down until lo and behold, there was an angry, mutilated little face glaring up at him as she charged. His defenses fell again immediately. Hackles rose to once again stand guard, ears flattened and eyes narrowed. His lips curled in a skin scrunching sneer. Valentine slipped into a loose-jointed crouch - something that was necessary for such a teeny opponent – and widened his stance so that his paws were just over hip and shoulder width apart. His toes splayed and his nails tipped downwards to dig into the dirt. If she really wanted his balls she'd have to jump for them, so instead of tucking his tail he brought it level with his spine and held it out straight. He rolled his shoulders forward and tucked his chin to create a protective hollow around his throat. Valentine spun in an attempt to face his opponent. He wanted to line the front of his right shoulder up with the center of the woman's throat. Instead of waiting for her to reach him, he lunged forward in the hopes of meeting her halfway. There wasn't enough space between them to build up a huge amount of momentum, but given their massive size difference Valentine didn't doubt for one second that a slam from him would floor the woman. He intended to ram the lower portion of his right shoulder into the snout of the woman. With enough force he could do serious harm to her nose, teeth and lower jaw, and possibly her neck if he managed to snap her neck backwards and bend it over her back. It was possible that, if her mouth was open wide enough, he could slam the lower jaw open wider still and strain it beyond its usual capabilities. The King was indifferent to the damage he might incur for such an attack. [counter to bite; damage pending] The size difference was something he fully intended to use against his opponent. Without mercy he would crush this woman. Her scars didn't look like the scars of a seasoned warrior; rather, they looked like the markings of a chronic loser. While others might have wondered if there was more to the scrappy woman than what met the eye, Valentine wasn't convinced. Hoping to fling her backwards, Valentine sought to slam the lower right portion of his chest into the center of Akemi's neck. Like he had with Cypress, the King intended to strike the woman's windpipe and crush it. Severity could range from choking and blacking out as Cypress had all the way to death. As with Cypress he wasn't too terribly picky and he had no intention of holding back. [counter to chest slam; damage pending] After shifting his weight to his left foreleg and hind legs Valentine lifted his right foreleg. He intended to slam it down on top of the innermost toes of the woman's right forefoot in the hopes of straining the fibers that held the digits together or even dislocate them as well as pin them to the ground. The King rotated his head to his left and then lunged his opened jaws downward. He hoped to drive his upper right canine into the woman's right eye socket with the rest of his upper teeth tearing into her right cheekbone. His lower right canine would hopefully sink into the woman's left eye socket with the rest of his lower teeth digging into her left cheekbone. Full blinding was his goal. With her last good eye punctured and useless perhaps she's wisen up and finally quit letting others use her as a chew toy. Round ONE of TWO |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.
11-23-2015, 10:58 PM
Was the match-up bad? Oh yes. Was she likely to get creamed? Yes. But was she going to try and give this male something to remember her by? You bet your bottom fucking dollar she was! Stance remained widened, weight evenly distributed across the four limbs. Toes were splayed, claws biting into the soil as she ran. Single eye was narrowed, with her head aligned with the spine. Shoulders were rolled forward, neck was scrunched, chin tipped forward... Oh she was ready. A snarl erupted from the femme with parted lips. She would show the world that though she was small, she was more than just some chew toy.
As the man rushed towards her Akemi would put all her strength into her legs. He had hunkered down, much like she was hoping, and the little spitfire was going to use that to her attempt of an advantage. She wasn’t afraid. Her eye blazed with courage, with no fear. Come and get me. Everyone else was blocked out. Her son. Her brother. The spectators. Even Cypress.
As Akemi reached the last few feet she would lunge not forward, but upward. {Dodge / Counter?} Her body aimed to come crashing downward upon the king, her back paws clawing back towards his face, specifically her right paw over his left eye and her right paw over his back eye. Front claws would aim downward, to hook into the fur and dig into skin on either side of the man. Her right forepaw would aim a few inches behind his left shoulder and her left forepaw a few inches behind {as in towards the tail} his right shoulder. Furthermore she attempted to angle her own jaws downward and slightly to the left to snap directly around the spine. Her top jaw would seek to slide to the left side of the spine {Akemi’s left, Valen’s right}, and her lower jaw sought to land upon the right side of the spine {Akemi’s right, Valen’s left.}.
11-23-2015, 11:04 PM
Mercy's eyes narrowed at the quickness of the battle, of how fast it was over. Dammit, she wanted more excitement! But when her gaze fell on Einarr when he tried to stop the woman from attacking Valentine, she growled and stood, walking towards him with her hackles raised. "Let her do what she wants, you cant stop a woman who has set her mind to something." She commented, purple gaze traveling between the two of them. She did no hear his words, she had been too far away, but she could only assume that they were related somehow. She returned her gaze to the taller pack mate, making sure that he didn't get in the way of the woman's fight with Valentine. Mercy respected her for going after Valentine after he had so easily toppled their alpha. If she had to pin Einarr down to stop him he would. They had fought before, she would gladly do it again -- pack mate or not.
Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.