The coydog who comes to get Aurelia and Artur is a fierce-looking ginger brindle who sweeps in with a frown to survey the pickings before indicating the two of them. He leads them to a circle of stones that mark a ring in the ground. "All right," he barks in a sharp tone. "Let's see what you brats can do. Step out of the ring, you lose! Fail to impress me, you lose! Get a move on then! You get things started!" he adds with a gesture to Aurelia.

Deafened for a moment by the massive yawn that parted her jaws, Aury took a moment after sleepily blinking at the crowd around her to wonder... how exactly did she get here again? It was kind of all a blur at this point. Last thing she knew she was wandering around with Bernie and then some weird looking animal that might have been a wolf had scurried past going on about fighting somewhere and... well that hardly mattered right now anyway. Her eyelids felt heavy again already and her lavender eyes started to flutter and gently slide shut...

"All right," Huh?? Groggy and disoriented as usual, the girl woke from a nap she'd barely started to find a coydog staring at her and... some other guy. She just kind of followed after them with a shrug and another wide yawn. Apparently she was doing this now. Whatever this was. The snappy, loud animal barked out some rules and Aury sort of listened, nodding slightly and blinking at her opponent a few times before shrugging and sliding into a defensive position with her head and curled tail aligned with her spine, eyes narrowed(that took no adjusting, they were always like that), legs spread equidistant beneath her and lips peeled back in a sort of snarl. It was kind of half-hearted really, she was still too tired for this. Of course, she was pretty sure she could faintly hear her sister's voice in the crowd somewhere, so that was enough encouragement to get her to at least try.

No problem... Probably. Eyeing the older wolf, Aury shrugged in a "guess I'll get this over with" sort of manner and suddenly began sprinting forwards in an attempt to close the distance between them. She'd move to feint left and then within a stride or so shifted to lean to her right and sought to come in fast, lifting her left paw and aiming to slam the point of her left shoulder hard into the boy's left leg where it met his shoulder, hoping to hit hard enough to cause it to momentarily spasm and weaken or buckle beneath him. Her left front paw would snap down at the same time and seek to slam onto his left front paw with the intention of causing mild bruising. Simultaneously she'd reached up with her jaws parted and aimed to sink her sharp puppy teeth into his side just behind his left leg where the skin was tender. If she did it just right she'd want to leave some light lacerations behind.


Aurelia vs Artur for Spar
Round: 1/??
Size: large
Build: light
Offensive Accessory: n/a
Defensive Accessory: n/a
Companion 1: n/a
Companion 2: n/a
Mutation: n/a
Fight Skill Level: beginner
Specialty: n/a

Artur narrowed his eyes at the abrasive coydog who picked them out, but immediately changed his attention to his opponent as they made their way to the ring, and he frowned. Was she... falling asleep? She made a face that was either a really lazy snarl or a yawn, and his own lips peeled back from his teeth in a real snarl, of disgust. Were they serious with this? Pairing him against a baby, and one who couldn't even be bothered to put some effort into it? You'd think they'd at least pair all the little babies together and let all the older pups fight each other... though they'd end up fighting the babies anyway if they won their matches, so maybe it would be good to get it over with now.

When she sprinted towards him, he merely shifted to take the impact of her lighter weight against the center of his chest and pushed against her, hoping she'd bounce right off and tumble back ass-over-ears. He ignored the attempted slam of her much-smaller paw against his, but though her little milk-teeth wouldn't do much real damage he wasn't interested in feeling them in his side if she didn't bounce off either, so he'd need to put a stop to that. He snapped his own jaws at her instead, trying to sink his teeth into the top of her scruff - assuming her scruff was even there after she hit his chest - with the intention of picking up the pup and shaking her like the little rodent she was.

ARTUR vs AURELIA for TOURNAMENT
Round 1/2
Size: pup (no bonus)
Build: medium
Offensive Accessory: N/A
Defensive Accessory: N/A
Companion 1: N/A
Companion 2: N/A
Mutation: N/A
Disability: N/A
Fight Skill Level: Intermediate
Specialty: N/A

If she was anyone else she might have been offended by the looks she was getting from the older boy. Luckily, she was Aury, and she really cared more about naps than the expressions on a stupid boy's face. There were more important things to consider anyway, like how she even got here. Maybe Bernie knew? Hmm..

Oh, right, this was a fight. She smacked chest to chest against the older wolf, bouncing back a little ways with the breath knocked from her lungs. Oof. Ouch. Next thing she knew there were fangs digging into her scruff and she was pretty sure the ground had gotten a little further away. Aury probably would have taken that as an opportunity to nap - habit that still remained from being carried around by her mom - but she soon realized she was being shook and it was making her nauseous. Panicking, the girl let out a bark that turned into more of a screechy yip and sought to bury her fangs into the right side of Artur's face while kicking at his head and chest with all four limbs in a wild flailing motion, hoping to either free herself or pummel him into submission somehow. Didn't really seem like a winning move but she'd be happy just to get loose at this point.

Aurelia vs Artur for Spar
Round: 2/2
Size: large (pup)
Build: light
Offensive Accessory: n/a
Defensive Accessory: n/a
Companion 1: n/a
Companion 2: n/a
Mutation: n/a
Fight Skill Level: beginner
Specialty: n/a

He succeeded in lifting the little run off her paws and shaking her, but he hadn't figured on that apparently waking up some actual life from the pup, who immediately squalled and started striking out with all for limbs, pummeling his chest and throat and muzzle with little smacks and scratches that, by themselves, probably wouldn't have done much, but all together was an overwhelming flurry of tiny puppy. When her little teeth sank into the side of his face - luckily not the side with the still-tender lacerations from that cougar - Artur let out a yelp of his own between clenched teeth, much to his utter mortification. Closing his eyes against the sharp pain, he sought to grind down harder on her scruff and despite the burning of neck muscles that really weren't ready to handle that much weight he attempted to shake her even more vigorously in the hopes that she'd let go. He found himself instinctively backpedaling away from her kicking paws as well, though since he had been holding her that certainly didn't do any good because the flailing paws would just come along with him.

ARTUR vs AURELIA for TOURNAMENT
Round 2/2
Size: pup (no bonus)
Build: medium
Offensive Accessory: N/A
Defensive Accessory: N/A
Companion 1: N/A
Companion 2: N/A
Mutation: N/A
Disability: N/A
Fight Skill Level: Intermediate
Specialty: N/A

And the winner is...

AURELIA

ARTUR must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Aurelia: 253.3 Artur: 110.83

- Judged by Nyx

The world was a blur, and for once that was not because she was half asleep. The boy just shook harder, straining to keep a hold of the round little girl and backpeddling away from her wildly kicking paws that she continued to try and smack, swat, bat, and claw at his face and chest. It was probably a mess to watch, not really much of a "fight" at this point. Luckily Aury didn't care about looking cool, she just wanted to be done with this already and was already dreading recovering from the inevitable dizziness that would ensure when she finally escaped his grip.

Next thing she knew the ref had called out something and the fight was stopping. Wait. She won? How? It sure didn't feel like a victory. More like she was gonna hurl at any second. After a moment she dropped to the ground, too dizzy to be sure if the boy had let her go at last or if she'd finally squirmed away. For a second she just stood there as the world kept whizzing by, just doing her best to keep her lunch down. Once she could kind of see and walk in a straightish line she unceremoniously padded out from the ring to where she thought Bernie might be in the crowd.

After nearly tripping over the rocks at the edge of the circle she'd glance back and remember to call out to the older boy, "Oh, uh, good job." Mh. Not exactly what she wanted to say, but, close enough. Admittedly she was kind of starting to feel embarrassed by how she'd won. Definitely wouldn't have impressed her mom... On that note, she'd turn and wander off in search of her sister.

-Exit Aurelia-