Don't cry like a bitch  When you feel the pain ________________________________________ OOC: Mature for Minor Langue use. Leviathan loved the rush of battle. He was never scared of rolling around in the dirt and blood. Any scratch, any scar, it was a trophy. He wanted to look mean and menacing, that didn't really mean he wanted to be ripped apart limb from limb though. He came to the field that smelled of iron, knowing this is where all the challenges took place. Any one who wanted the practice or someone who wished the evil upon another. He hoped it would be him one day, someone coming after him and he would show them who was superior. But for now he just needed the practice. He needed to protect Mammon after all. And this so called "Grandfather", "All superior being", he needed to be ready for when this little sucker came around to free him of his sins or some bullshit. He came to take a seat and just looked around and waited for a competitor. He was ready to take them on. Walk "Levi" Think

TYRANIS White wolves seemed to have a habit of appearing in his life, he wondered if Boreas simply had an abundance of wolves, although he supposed Kane and Brandr hadn’t been white…And of course, neither was Pyrrhus. He missed the fiery woman dearly and regretted never taking her up on her offer to train him. Would she still agree if she knew what he was planning now? He doubted it; the whole reason she had left Abaven was her loyalty to Bass, no doubt the woman would side with Sparrow and the archaic ritual of lines of succession rather than choosing a leader by their ability. But that was in the past. The male before him now looked strong. The Lightning Bolt was taller than him but the young male had  determination- a surety- that he had only ever seen on Pyrrhus and until now had never seen again. Perfect. “Greetings.” He said, his voice finally harmonizing into a mature baritone.“I am Tyranis Wreckage of Abaven.” He said formally, his posture composed and almost regal. “I am looking for someone to train and spar with…For experience.” There were few he was completely transparent with; those he felt he could comfortably lie to without them running into Sparrow or her vagabond friends. Had the male been older and further west he might have Speech Thought You

Don't cry like a bitch When you feel the pain Leviathan nearly hissed at the boy his age as he approached, even as he stated he was here for the same reason as himself. "Leviathan Morningstar," An evil grin stretched across his maw, his chin lowered to make him look more demeaning at least in his features toward the taller yearling. "Pack peasant." He huffed under his breath though it was very intended for the boy to hear him. "Well? What are you waiting for!" And to that he would jump to it without further warning. ________________________________________ Standing a good 7 feet away, Leviathan would charge quickly with his defenses kicking into stride. His ears pinned, muscles tense, and his tail struck straight back for balance as he moved it with his body in every step. His eyes narrowed and neck scrunched just as he went for his attack.  At about 3 feet away, he took his last stride to jump onto his back legs and try to slam his paws, where they bend, on the top of each shoulder blade, as if in a hug. He at least tried to scratch  the male if the slam wasn't powerful enough. But his jaw also widened as he attempted to grab the boy's muzzle into his teeth. He wanted to angle his bite to the right side of Tyranis' face, his top teeth on the bridge of his nose and bottom teeth under his chin (His head to the right of Tyranis' face, his left canine would be close to Ty's left eye). He wanted a deep bite, as if to swallow the boy's mouth whole, it was just a matter of how fast Tyranis could react. Walk "Levi" Think Leviathan vs Tyranis for Spar Round: 1 | 2 ? Height: 36" Build: Heavy OOC: If Fen wants to change the "7 feet away" that is fine, It's only the "3 feet away" that matters for the attack

Tyranis met the insult with a fierce snarl as the male charged toward him at seven feet away . As the distance between them became smaller and smaller his defenses fell in; his ears pinned back, his toes splayed into the ground as he waited his tail flagging out behind him in line with his spine, he narrowed his eyes as the other male lurched toward him at three feet away, every hair on his body bristled as rose onto his own back legs, twisting slightly to the left just as the distance between them closed, tucking his neck between the much harder and less vulnerable blades of his shoulders. Tyranis was larger but not by much, however rising onto his back legs had at least knocked the male’s fangs off course from his muzzle and into the side of his neck. Tyranis’s jaws opened wide, aiming to close them around the male’s skull, just below his left ear while he attempted to bring his paws around the male’s shoulders. If they landed and he managed to secure a hold on the smaller male he would shift his body weight to the left and the momentum from the slight twist in his rise would hopefully aid in attempting to knock Leviathan off balance and if it all went off without a hitch he would succeed in send him into the ground Tyranis vs. Leviathan for Spar Round: 1 | 2 Height: 38" Build: Light OOC; This is my first fight ever, feedback is greatly appreciated please PM me Speech Thought

Don't cry like a bitch When you feel the pain ________________________________________ The boy would bite down as his attack was diverted, there was no holding back. His neck would scrunch as it was now open for his opponent. His teeth now lodged on the top of his right shoulder blade. He tucked his tail to protect his organs, ears still pinned, eyes still narrowed, and muscles still tense. Tyranis' bite would land exactly where he aimed, Leviathan biting down harder on the boy's scruff. As if it wasn't enough, Tyranis would then try and move his body leftward, and Leviathan took this as an opportunity. Still hugging the boy, as was his opponent, he would pull all his weight rightward in the direction he felt the boy pulling himself. He hoped to drag him to the ground and would let go of his current hold on the man's scruff and try to grab onto a lower part of his right neck, more in front of the shoulder blade. He would also try to pull his paws into his chest to scratch up his shoulder blades.  (He will only let loose on his "Hugging grip" if he feels that they are falling, otherwise his bite attack won't be viable from him being too close.) If the two got thrown off balance, whether they fell or not, Leviathan wouldn't think another second before attempting to lunge himself back at the boy and try to take a bite at his left cheek. Leviathan vs Tyranis for Spar Round: 1 | 2 Height: 36" Build: Heavy OOC: This is probably a little confusing so let me know if you have any questions!