A tan coydog with only slightly darker brindling pads into the midst of the crowd. A crowd which, unsubtley, moves quickly away from his raggedy form. He seems to have... mange, or maybe a particularly bad infestation of fleas, because his fur is exceedingly thin in places, completely gone in others, and he has scabs from scratching. He plops down in the middle of the group to indulge in a vigorous scratching that has him nearly falling over from the strenuous scritching before flailing back to his paws. He blinks around at the wolves, then seems to pick two at complete random, Ashmedai and Odysseus. "Hey, guys," he says, his eyes darting between the two of them in a manner that might have fit quite well on a guy selling fake Rolexes. "I heard you guys were looking to do this contest, right? Well, let's go over - " He stops again for another vigorous scratching, this time actually falling over from the intensity. He pushes himself back to his paws. "Right, right, let's... over here." He slinks over to a ring made of stones pushed into the ground in a circle. "Make sure you don't step outside of the circle. That's an automatic forfeit. Fight as long as you want to, but I'll be picking the winner. Right then, get to it," he added to Ashmedai.

Ashmedai could smell the Abaven all over this dude, but he. for some reason, was more inclined to like this guy. What was he doing in Abaven anyway? He didn't look like she flowers and sunshine for brains type of wolf, but maybe Ashmedai was wrong.

Anyway the dog thing nodded to him so he guessed he was supposed to start. Cool, yeah, Ash could do that.

Ashmedai went for a classic- head on. He was particularly fond of this now that he had spiky shoulders which could deflect if the opponent side stepped or some shit. So Ash, in true Ash fashion, launched himself at the other man, aiming to ram his chest directly into the front of the man's chest. He simultaneously sought to maul the guy's face with a flurry of quick, shallow bites.

That ought to work.

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Ashmedai vs Ody for tourney
Round: 1/2
Size: Extra Large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Accessory: Definitely not BDSM spiky arm and shoulder pads.
Fight Skill Level: Advanced

And the winner is...

ASHMEDAI! Due to Odysseus not posting in the allotted time the fight has been defaulted in Ashmedai's favor. Odysseus must now give up by either submitting, fleeing or passing out.