The day had come, Pestilence was finally a yearling. She hadn't heard anything from her sister since their fight, nor had any knowledge of if Toxicity ran and tattled to their mother. Regardless of whatever punishment might come from their battle, Pestilence's mood was currently unshakable. As a yearling she had free reign, her grounding was over, and she could finally leave the Ashen Empire.

Although she could have already gone north to find Alarr and his pack, Pestilence was taking her time. She enjoyed her freedom and the knowledge that she could leave at any moment and decided to stay and train a bit more before heading out. The first place she went was the battlefield, to try and teach her companions a little about the art of battle. Her viper Noodle stayed hidden in the fluffy thick fur of her neck, and Pasketti the monkey trailed behind her obediently.

She stepped onto a large rock and tilted her head back, howling confidently for whatever challenger that may dare to approach.

That Sea is just a Gambler at Heart

Intent on working on his fight skills and shaking off the layer of rust Dómari worked his way to the battlefield. This was the best place to find an opponent outside of Valhalla. He had his two fox companions in tow. After rescuing the pair they'd made a deal to help assist him in training and hunting in return for protection and food. He enjoyed their company despite their tendency toward finding trouble.

Dómari was not on the battlefield long when he heard a call asking for a challenger. He followed the call to the source. A young woman was there with her companions. He dipped his head in greeting. She'd be a good challenge he was sure. It had been awhile since he'd fought someone so youthful. "I'll take this fight if you'll have me."

The male who answered her call was an older one, greyscale aside from his feet and some markings around his eyes. Pestilence raised a brow questioningly, but did not comment on his obviously further advanced age. She supposed even old people had to fight, though wondered if it'd even be a challenge for her. Just her luck, her first fight as a yearling and it was handicapped. The man was polite, and Pestilence mirrored his greeting with a dip of her own head. "I will have you, prepare yourself." She warned. The princess would not have it said that she won only because she failed to give the old man a chance to prepare.

Once he appeared ready, Pestilence struck. The pair were close enough in height - although she knew she'd outgrow him in the coming year - that there was no clear advantage there. His build was heavier than hers was, though she assumed in her younger age that she could make up for the lack of muscle. Pestilence moved with the intention to slam her chest against his own, a move she'd seen executed many times but had been to small and young to use it in her own spaws. As her chest moved to meet his, her leg lifted to aim to wrap around his shoulder to grasp a firmer hold and her jaws moved to try and land a bite upon his cheek.

Pestilence Klein - Abraxas vs Domari for Spar
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Sharpened claw covers
Companion 1: Red-handed howler monkey, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Saw-scaled viper, Male - Battle
Skills: Expert Fighter & Advanced Healer
Specialty: N/A

That Sea is just a Gambler at Heart

Dómari swiftly set his defenses in preparation for the battle. He knew he still had a ways to go to get himself fully back into shape and fighting a spirited yearling ought to be a good work out. She charged straight forward and so did he. He had no qualms about her chest slamming into his. He had the heavier build and while it would certainly leave bruising he hoped it would be worse for her.

Her left leg wrapped around his right shoulder and he swiftly turned his head seeking to bite down solidly on her wrist and impede her movement. In conjunction with his forward momentum and all paws on the ground he hoped to topple her onto her back. However since he was turning his head to try and get at her wrist he didn't see her jaws. Instead he felt them find purchase along the top of his head, just behind his left ear. The bite would stung and he was certain he was bleeding.


Dómari Xanilov vs Pestilence for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Large
Build: Heavy
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Beginner Hunter
Companion 1: Fox, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Fox, Male - Battle
Specialty: N/A

Pestilence was doing her best to remain collected and think hard about the fight, remembering her lessons and not letting the adrenaline get the best of her. It was difficult, and as soon as her teeth punctured through skin the yearling's heart soared. Her distraction was momentary, as just as suddenly she felt the pain of teeth upon her wrist. Very nearly she released her jaws, though when she felt herself being toppled attempted instead to hold tighter. The male was heavier built then she was, and if he wanted her on the ground there was little she could do to resist positioned the way she was. The best she could hope for was that if she tugged hard upon where she'd bitten as he pushed her that he'd forfeit before something might tear.

Pestilence Klein - Abraxas vs Domari for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Sharpened claw covers
Companion 1: Red-handed howler monkey, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Saw-scaled viper, Male - Battle
Skills: Expert Fighter & Advanced Healer
Specialty: N/A

That Sea is just a Gambler at Heart

The girl clung on him like a fat little tick and Dómari resisted following through all the way as he could feel her fangs tearing on her flesh. He kept his defenses as in check as he possibly could, making extra sure to keep his ears pinned and his tail tucked as he took the next course of action. Dómari attempted to bite down harder on the girls wrist. He didn't want to break the wrist but he wanted to cause the girl enough pain that she would release him or try a different tactic and they could go from there. If that failed he'd likely have to surrender to avoid serious damage and he couldn't bring himself to break anyone's bones in a spar. At that point he'd have to accept that he'd been countered.


Dómari Xanilov vs Pestilence for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Large
Build: Heavy
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Beginner Hunter
Companion 1: Fox, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Fox, Male - Battle
Specialty: N/A

And the winner is...

PESTILENCE

DOMARI must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Pestilence: 236.10 (73, 11, 61, 24- Adjusted to 98.55, 13.2, 61, 24) Domari: 180.55 (39, 22, 60, 26 - Adjusted to 46.8, 24.2, 60, 26 )

- nyx