Fracture slid away from Winterfell as soon as things seemed to settle down. It had been a season since it's founding, and now that pack life was becoming more stable for him he was itching to get out of the snow and onto a battlefield once more. The wolves of Winterfell were all so close knit and he still felt like he knew none of them aside from Heloise, and thus he was unsure of requesting them to spar with him. He wanted to refresh his skills before performing for his alpha and the best way to do that was to take to the land where all the wolves were seeking partners to challenge, where it'd be a stranger who he could loosen up against and not a pack mate who might shame him. He lifted his head to issue a call to whomever might be near enough to hear. It was short and abrupt, as if he wasn't quite confident if he wanted anyone to answer it. He'd wait to see if anyone approached, and if not then he supposed he'd make his journey back north. No harm, no foul. "Speech" "Thinking" "You."

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The moment he heard about the battlefield, he knew that he would be spending a great deal of time there. Well he hated to be away from Deathbelle, he was determined to practice against strangers, to gouge the abilities of the wolves in this land and learn from them. He also needed to fully recover from his near death experience, and believed the best way to do so was throwing himself in the deep end and seeing what came of it. The quickly ended howl that called to him was enough for him to pinpoint its location. Curious at way the caller had ended it so quickly, and with a lack of other options, the Titan would make his way towards the man. The dark coated wolf was a decent bit shorter than him, leaving the Ashen Samurai to tower over him. He flashed his fangs in a smile to the stranger. “You called for a spar, are you ready?” he asked softly. He gave the man only a few moments to give him a negative, and without receiving one, the bulldozer would charge. He aimed to his Fracture head-on, knowing his own head would be clear of the collusion with the greatly extra height he held over the man. If he was able to engage the other, he would then move to grab him by the scruff of the neck between his ears, finding an upper-ranged grip more easy then a lower one with their height differences. Sirius versus Dutch for Spar Round One of Two Size: Dire Wolf Build: Medium Companion: Extra large companion, Battle Vulture Mutation: Fangs Fight Skill Level: Beginner "Speech"

The challenger came quickly - and his assault quicker. Fracture barely had time to set his defenses before his opponent threw himself forward. He was the largest wolf Fracture had ever seen, and as he barreled in to strike the only thing the dark wolf could think to do was duck low. He'd have no hope to match the titan's strength head on. The large wolf came atop him to grab for his scruff and Fracture's duck was just barely enough to dodge it. Though in doing so he'd given up his ability to re-position - finding it hard to do so while crouched so low- and so he'd resigned himself to the fact that the titan's next move would likely hit. Thinking quickly, he coiled himself upon crouched legs and then launched upwards, jaws widened and moving in an attempt to grab at the massive wolf's throat. He needed to make as much advantage as he could for being so much smaller, and luckily the size difference gave Fracture access to his sensitive underside while the stranger would have to maneuver to reach those places on him. Sirius versus Fracture for Spar Round One of Two Size: Large Build: Light Fight Skill Level: Beginner "Speech" "Thinking" "You."

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His opponent crouched, likely to lower his center of gravity and brace himself for the coming collusion. He met the other wolf and swiped for the scruff of his neck with his fangs, and failed as he misjudged how low the wolf had gotten, and the quick dodge of the smaller man. The battle started in earnest from there, and Fracture sprang himself upwards to go for his throat. The titan shifted his balance to three paws, and raised his front right leg, and made an attempt to smack the wolf across the side of his head in an attempt to knock him of course, and even off balance it it was possible. He almost moved his own head to the side, so that if his hit failed, the wolf would grab the side of his neck, rather than front on. He then sought out the top of the man's head and his right ear with his teeth, in an attempt to sink his smaller teeth into it. He didn’t want to accidentally puncture the mans head with his sharp saber teeth. Sirius versus Fracture for Spar Round Two of Two Size: Dire Wolf Build: Medium Companion: Extra large companion, Battle Vulture Mutation: Fangs Fight Skill Level: Beginner "Speech"

Fracture saw the paw swipe coming, but already was centered too low to duck even further in a dodge. Rather then accept the hit that would surely throw him too off balance to recover from, the man skittered to a near stop - abandoning his attempt at a grab and throwing his head back to narrowly dodge the full brunt of the blow. He felt the wind zoom past his nose, but had little time to think on it before a sharp pain in his ear took hold. In his dodge he'd placed the top of his head even closer to the titan, and he'd latched onto his ear almost immediately. Fracture took a moment to appreciate that the saber fangs were not involved, and then reevaluated where he could then aim. Rather then risk his ear being torn off by lunging elsewhere, he angled his head enough that he felt a hard pull on it's tip but could strike once more at his opponent. He aimed to secure his jaws on the giant's massive cheek. Sirius versus Fracture for Spar Round Two of Two Size: Large Build: Light Fight Skill Level: Beginner "Speech" "Thinking" "You."

And the winner is...

FRACTURE

SIRIUS must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Sirius: 112.05 Fracture: 212.3

He gained control of Fractures head movements once he gripped his ear tightly between his teeth, and the titan managed to dodge free of the others attack, controlling Fractures head as he did so. He held the man for a moment, and then forced him close to the ground, before releasing and taking a step back. He had proved in that moment that he had control of the man, if only fleetingly, and that he had won the friendly bout. “Thank you for the match” he told the man, his own ear giving a flick in sympathy for the other man.