Recluse had spent a few days seeking out as much information as she could about what her father had left behind. Namely the bastards he's abandoned in his wake, it turned out only one of them was really around at this point. The little boy with the unkempt fur. The woman their father had fucked must have been a midget for how small the boy was. Today she'd decided to finally act on her brewing hatred. She'd learned to pick up his scent, tracked it to a den near the edge of the evacuated pack lands. She'd waited for a momet until he'd crawled into the earth and then glided towards the den, she stood back from the mouth, over where she suspected the main chamber of the den to be, the girl bent into a bow, extending her paws so they'd grip the lip. Then she went to town, tearing at the earth and stomping her hind legs into the ground, trying to pound as much dirt as she could down on the boy while starting to push loose dirt into the mouth. speech think action

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He had just returned to his den...the one he once shared with his family before they all left him behind. He remained a hermit, only really going out to eat and piss before returning to his own seclusion. But it seemed that as soon as he lied down against the far wall, he suddenly heard something at the mouth of his small den and all of a sudden dirt was flying in. What the hell!? He sprung to his feet as he tried to avoid the dirt, but he wasn't completely successful. Something...no...someone was tearing up his den!? It was the only place he had that he felt remotely secure after he was pretty much left on his own. He took care of himself without anyone's help. After his family left, he knew he was the only one he could depend on.

And now he had to fend off an intruder on his own.

Feeling the brewing betrayal and anger and hatred, he charged forward through the dirt and spotted a pale figure tearing up the mouth of his den. With a furious battle cry, he launched himself at the unknown intruder and aimed to sink his teeth right into her nose and muzzle. With his being so small and his mother having been just as small, the tunnel to get in was tight but he could maneuver a lot easier than the larger bitch. He sought to scratch at her face with his claws and pound on her with all the strength he could.

Nobody was going to push him around.

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Gimli vs Recluse for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Under 1yr
Size: Small
Build: Heavy
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Beginner Navigator

Recluse would see him appear from the den soon enough, he tore out of the earth like a bullet and whiped around to face her. His forelegs extended as he clearly attempted to scratch at her face. Dull claws scraped against her left cheek as she tried to side-step out of the way, though a bit too late. The girl whirled to her right, pivoting on her toes and craning her neck to try and grab at the boy's tail, along the base of it on his left side as she assumed his momentum would keep him moving forwards in line towards her grasping jaws. At the same time she flashed out her right foreleg, hoping to trip the boy, or scratch his forelegs with her dull claws. The brief image of the boy falling forwards while she clung to his tail caused a wicked grin to tug at her opened lips. If nothing else she wasn't above fighting dirty. Recluse Ithuriel-Klein vs Gimli for Dominance Round 1/2 Age: 1 year Size: Large Build: Light Skills: Beginner Intellectual & Beginner Fighter speech think action

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A furious snarl of anger and rage escaped him as he sought to assault his assailant. The girl was much larger than him, but that didn't deter him. He imagined he was inexperienced compared to her, but that didn't matter. He'd fight her and anyone else to keep what was his. Blunt claws sought to pummel her face and as she whipped around to grab his tail, his momentum carried him forward and she had been somewhat successful in tripping him up, but with his momentum going he leaned to his left, picked up his legs, and let it carry him onto his shoulder. He slid into the dirt, leaving a dent in the earth in his wake and her teeth barely closed over the fur of his tail as he tucked it over his belly but she had been unsuccessful in gripping him. He kicked out hard with his hind paws, seeking to slam his feet into her nose enough to distract her and bruise her nose. 

If she wanted to fight dirty then so would he. 

As quick as he could, he managed to get his left forepaw beneath him and pushed himself up towards her, seeking to slam the point of his right shoulder into her stomach while his head reached up to aim a fierce bite on her inner thigh. He wanted to dig his teeth into the softer flesh and muscle. To render her leg incapacitated for the fight. The only thing he wanted was to see her bleed for trying to destroy his home. He wanted to see her pale fur painted red by his own jaws. He didn't know what her deal was, didn't even know who she was but he'd show her that he wasn't a pushover and that he'd fight tooth and nail regardless. 

Gimli Ahlberg-Klein vs Recluse for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Under 1yr
Size: Small
Build: Heavy
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Beginner Navigator

Recluse snarled as she felt the boy's paws jam into her nose but she didn't relent in her attempt to reach his tail, feeling his fur on her tongue but not getting the flesh she had hoped. Instead the boy skidd into the earth, and Recluse flinched away from the dirt flung into the air. She wrinkled her nose and took a paw to rub it sorely, feeling the sting of the hit and a hiss escaped her lips. But the boy was moving quickly, slithering under her and suddenly jumping up, his shoulder slamming into her stomach and Recluse felt her breath be forced out of her, she stumbled back on her hind paws, just feeling her fur tug as his jaws snapped closed so close to her foreleg. With a fierce snarl Recluse shifted all her weight downwards, trying to slam her whole weight down onto the boy's shoulders, hoping to shove him violently into the ground, at the same time she dived her neck down and her jaws wide as she tried to grab at his neck, near the base of his skull. Simply hoping to overpower him at this point. WC: 194 (1103/1500 Total) Recluse Ithuriel-Klein vs Gimli for Dominance Round 2/2 Age: 1 year Size: Large Build: Light Skills: Beginner Intellectual & Beginner Fighter speech think action

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And the winner is...

Gimli

Recluse must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Gimli: 201.92 (23 55 76 52) Recluse: 192.55 (30 96 55 4)

He grunted in his efforts, but felt immense satisfaction when his hind paws met their mark. She seemed to recoil after he kicked her nose and even more so when his shoulder met its mark on her belly. Perhaps being small worked in his favor after all! She seemed to be having trouble reaching him! His teeth, however, clicked shut on empty air but that didn't stop him. When she turned and sought to throw her weight on him along with biting him, he felt her hot breath on the back of his neck. Thinking quickly, he flipped onto his back just as her jaws closed, feeling fur some fur being ripped from his nape but he managed to avoid it in the nick of time.

He would retaliate by aiming another violent kick at her windpipe this time, his own jaws opening as he lunged his head towards her own for a collision course to bite her already bruised nose in an effort to make her back off.

His tactics and quick thinking seemed to work in his favor, however, and the albino girl did back off. The tang of blood and victory boosted him even more when finally, the bitch seemed to pass out.

He quickly rolled onto his feet, hackles raised as he stood there waiting for her to fake him out and attack him again but...she didn't. 

He had won.

He let out a victory cry, stamping his feet on the ground before turning his attention back to her. "Ah don' know wha' yer problem is bu' dontche think fer another momen' tha' ah'll let ye get one over on me!" He spat in her direction as fierce amber gaze remained on her. "An let it be known ye just got yer arse kicked by a wee pup! An' ye best start te remember the name Gimli, coz I'll give ye another what fer an' I won't go easy on ye next time!"

Would he shove this victory in her face every chance he got? Yes. Would he brag about it to anyone who would listen? Also yes. After all, he had bested someone older than him. Bigger than him. Someone who came to destroy his property. And he won. It was his first stepping stone to becoming the warrior he wanted to be. First, it was the wild cat that he had defeated with his brother. And this time, it was another wolf. One who thought they could pick on him and push him around. He shook out his already ruffled fur and felt the soreness on the back of his neck from where she had ripped fur out, but the satisfaction of his victory would soon override any amount of pain he felt.

He "hmphed" as he debated waiting to see if she would wake up and slink off with her tail between her legs, or if he should just kick dirt on her and go his merry way. He was annoyed that she thought he'd be an easy target in the first place...

Not today, satan.

Recluse felt fur tear in her grasp, her paws connecting though not with his shoulders as she hoped. Instead he had flipped onto his back, and suddenly there was force pounding on her throat. Recluse hacked out a rough cough and tried to reel back when she found teeth meeting her muzzle. Recluse thrashed her head violently, the most primal growl she'd ever uttered escaped her throat with the ferocity of a dying caged beast. As Recluse thrashed she failed to notice the way the world started going black at the edges. That blackness quickly enveloped her and as she reeled back from the grip of her younger brother and she wobbled on her paws for a moment, flashing him a furious snarl, again more violent than anything she'd ever expressed before her eyes rolled back in her head and Recluse hit the ground with a heavy thump, passing out completely. -exit Recluse via passing out- WC: 151 (1767/1500) speech think action

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