And so it had come down to this; a battle. Demonio had expected nothing less from his wife, taking into consideration the past that she had come from. It was more than fitting that the pack prove itself through battles within. She couldn't just hand ranks out willy nilly. Not when she was striving for change. She had to make sure that those appointed were trustworthy and would follow her command, regardless if it went against their beliefs or wants. His queen had wasted no time once all the wolves had gathered at her call, announcing the start of the tournament. She paired up the challengers and sent them on their way. Demonio had presented his wife with a small kiss before leaving to find a suitable place to begin his battle with the one named Kylar. And so here he was now, in an open clearing, not far from his den, the stream that ran in front of his den cutting through this clearing. He stood to one side of it, knowing that on the opposite side of stream would be his opponent Kylar. This brute would be the first the ivory knight would meet since having met Kaien. In all honesty this wasn't the way he wanted to get to know his packmates, but under the circumstances it was what had to happen. Since being at Desdemona's side as her alpha wasn't an option, then he was going to take the next best thing; Beta. Ivory crown was thrust towards the darkening heavens, a challenging summon bursting through from his vocals, calling out to the one named Kylar. He allowed the call to boom for several moments before cutting it off, listening as his voice echoed above the treetops. He held no ill will towards the brute he was to fight, but neither did he hold compassion. His opponent was a stranger and despite being his packmate, Demonio owed him nothing. The alabaster drake waited with quiet patience for his opponent to arrive and state their terms. It had been a while since he had fought, but his body had never forgotten. Talk like this

This had always been his life, he had been born, raised and trained to be an assassin, a killer of sorts. And though most of his kills came from manipulation and lies he had fought a few legitimate battles in his time. He could fight, he had been practicing in the battlefields for some time now and had yet to loose but there was something different about this particular battle that he had been assigned to. He hadn't even been here an hour and already he had been thrown into this battle for rank. Kylar had never been a high rank, simply a warrior or grunt and he was perfectly fine with that. He would be fine to carry on as a pawn, as a piece on the board that someone else told him what to do. As long as his family and Secret remained safe he would remain loyal, he would remain mindless and easily swayed. He would bow his head to this new queen and Nnoitra, he would kill who needed to be killed and he would keep his pack safe. So if he had to fight this Demonioto prove himself a worthy asset to this pack and to get back to where he was then he was fine with that. But he didn't want to hold the title of beta, especially since he knew for a fact that Vi would slit throats to get her rank back and he had no desire to hold a rank with her.

Audit twitched as his name circled up the heavens, eyes would follow the sound skyward as though it had an ethereal form. So this was it hey? Shoulders rolled back as massive beast turned and headed for the source of the sound. Head was carried low naturally, tail licking at his heels in a non dominant state. The white male was waiting for him in a slight clearing and Kylar paused at the edge, giving the male a moment to study his opponent just as Kylar took a moment to study this male. He was Desdemona's mate? He vaguely remembered Vi mentioning that as they had walked off. No doubt he would be working for the higher ranks... A nod was given before he closed the distance between them, head lifting slightly to look at the male but chin tipping down to keep his throat protected. He had never met this male before, he had no idea what his moral code was. "Demonio I assume?" Kylar asked easily, voice a low rumble that came from somewhere deep inside his chest. He already knew that this male knew his name, he had called it after all.

"I would request that there is no maiming or serious damage done, we both have a lot to do after this no doubt. Aside from that I have no requests, if you would like to state anything feel free, if not then I shall allow you the first move" he said easily, head tipping respectfully to the side. He still had to kill Kaios, he wouldn't allow himself to get too hurt over a battle for rank in some silly tournament. With that he slid a hind paw back and parted his forelegs to balance his weight evenly. Ears would tip back to his skull, eyes narrowing protectively as tail tucked between his legs. Head would remain parallel to his spine, chin tipped down to protect his throat. He was a tank, a mountain and though he didn't tower over this male as he did most he still had a few inches and pounds on him.

Rounds: 0/4

Attacks: None

Defenses: Balance centered, forepaws splayed and one hind leg slid back to brace himself. Ears tipped back and tail curled under his stomach to give less to grab onto. Eyes narrowed to protect them and head tipped down to keep his throat protected as well.

Injuries: None at the moment.

Speech!

Back when Kaien had been in charge, the ivory knight had had no problem being a simply warrior alongside his mate. But things had changed since then. Kaien was long dead now and his wife had taken the throne. He would've been content with being her mate and having whatever rank he could manage, but the elder brute Nnoitra was alpha, which meant that holding a high position beside his wife wasn't really an option. Things were shifting now in Tortuga and he needed to show that he wasn't just going to get a free ride because he was mated to the queen. He wanted to prove that he was worthy enough to serve up in the higher ranks. And so now he was here, preparing himself for a spar with the man whom they called Kylar, looking to win the position for beta. He wasn't sure if the other man also wanted the position, or was simply sparring because that was what was required of him, but either way Demonio would give it his best shot. He didn't have to wait long for his opponent to show up for it seemed he had already been heading this way. A rustling to his right caught his attention, mismatched gems flickering to source of it. A red-ish tinted brute stepped from foliage, eyes Demonio. So, this was the Kylar he was to spar with for the title. He was an impressive man, about an inch or two taller than the white man, with just a few pounds more, but not sizably bigger. The two men seemed evenly matched, which was something of a relief to knight. At least the fight would be fair and neither would have advantage on the other. Kylar nodded before closing the distance between the two, tucking his chin against his chest in a protective gesture. Did he think he was out for blood? You are correct sir Kylar. always one for manners, trying to show the man before him that despite them sparring, he held no ill will towards him nor was he a savage brute looking to muscle his way to the top. Audits pricked forward with attention as Kylar, stated his terms. No fatal wounds. That was easy enough. Demonio wasn't looking to kill or seriously injure Kylar. Not in anyway. I accept your terms. I have nothing else to add except to wish you luck and may the best man win. And with that, the spar was on. He had been taught to attack when least expecting it. But that wasn't really something he do now, since they had both agreed to fight with each other and Kylar had allowed him the first move. Pushing all thought aside that didn't pertain to the spar, Demonio threw himself towards his opponent. Audits were pinned flat against his crown, dual-toned eyes narrowed to slits, chin tucked against his chest, scruff scrunched to add more protection to his vital area. With a single bound the ivory brute cleared the stream, all four paws touching down firmly upon the shore as he launched himself forward once again, looking to slam himself into Kylar, hopefully knock him off balance if not at least disorient himself. Demonio moved quickly, making it seem as if he were going to ram his left shoulder into Kylar's right, but at the last moment the brute switched sides, frame arching in a semi circle as he attempted to ram his right shoulder into Kylar's left. Plume was streamline with his spine, allowing for add balance as the brute shifted his weight to his forelimbs, hind limbs splayed wide and knees bent in case he needed to do a quick retreat, trying to put all of it into his hit in order to make it a successful one. Were the brute to move then Demonio would at least knock the wind out of him with a hard impact to his chest. Rounds: 1/4 Attacks: He feigned as if to ram his left shoulder into Ky's right one, but at the last minute changed sides, aiming to ram his right one in Ky's left. If Ky moves then he will still hit him, but in the chest instead. Defense: Ears pinned flat against his head, eyes narrowed, chin tucked with a scrunched scruff. Tail is streamline with his spine and hind legs are splayed out and knees bent in case of a needed retreat. Injuries: None yet Talk like this

Demonio is the default winner.

Actually, there is no winner. This fight didn't get far enough to have a winner.

It wasn't often the massive male found wolves his size, never mind was able to spar with them. It would be more even this way, no dealing with a tiny mouse of a wolf that liked darting in and out and then broke when he finally got a hold of them. No, this would be just fine, it would be a good little battle. Though he had none of the same desires of this male to hold a higher rank, no desire in the least to lead anyone. He was content being a pawn, and for that reason he would loose this battle. Not to say he wouldn't try but without the desire to win and better himself there was really no point... There was no reason or drive to win. When you had that drive then you had something to fight for. He would have fought Kaios with every fiber of his being, he would have destroyed the man. But now Jupiter was facing off with him and he couldn't even go watch and support his friend or else his plans would all unravel. So maybe there was a reason to this spar, to learn to better fight against an opponent his own size, to learn more about how he could defeat Kaios should Jupiter fail.

Words fell to the ground and snapped the big male back to attention, head dipping to the side to show he acknowledged the simple rules they had agreed upon. With that it begun, knees would bend further to brace against whatever impact may come. Sharp green gaze followed the white man as he cleared the stream between them and came streaking at Kylar. Surprisingly fast for his size but unphasing none the less. Jaws would unhinge, ready to grab at the first flesh presented to him, eyes remained narrowed with ears back and chin tipped down. He shifted with Demonio, following his weight to the right to prepare himself. But then the hit came to his left. Wind gushed from his lungs but he barely missed a beat, even as he pushed his right legs out to stop himself from skidding far fangs would dart down, looking to grab onto the male scruff. If he retreated then he would attempt to grab an ear or onto the males face if needed.

Rounds: 1/4

Attacks: Teeth coming down to try and grab onto Demonio's neck, ears or face.

Defenses: Slightly off balance now, braced to the right and leaning slightly with forepaws splayed. Ears tipped back and tail curled under his stomach to give less to grab onto. Eyes narrowed to protect them and head tipped down to keep his throat protected as well.

Injuries: Had the wind knocked out of him, probably minor bruising on his left shoulder to come.

OOC: As mentioned before Ky can loose this fight due to the wait, kinda just want to get it done to say he participated in the tourny. He'll be bailing soon enough anyways :) Crappy post is crappy >.> sorry, I've always sucked at elaborating in spars...

Speech!