With him being back on his feet for a while now, it was long time he sought out a spar on the field. He needed to make up for the time lost while he was injured. Lia’s visit had done him good, more than he realized. It compounded upon the joy of just being mobile and whole. It had been a week or so since Lia’s visit, and the limp had faded to nothing, leaving a smooth, easy trot behind. He didn’t expect to win any spars with ease, certainly not, but he was at least confident that he would be able to put up a damn good fight. He was fully armored – as he always was when not home, barring a few times – the bear claws of his bracers clicking lightly on the occasional stone, leather armor rustling softly in the way leather does. He ranged around the battlefield, a place that could have been beautiful and in some ways was, were it not for the signs of skirmishes and fights here and there. Eventually he picked out a good spot with decent footing, though there were several spots where there were natural obstacles if he or whomever his opponent might be weren’t paying attention to their footing. Finally, he cast his muzzle to the sky and sang for a sparring partner, tone light and not demanding. He let his muzzle drop, eyes scanning the field around him to see what might come. Chrystal circled above him, and it was her soft screech that would alert him to an approach. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think

You can take my heart, you can take my breath When you pry it from my cold, dead chest ________________________________________ Viper had only heard of this place while she was in hiding and eavesdropping on other wolves. Though she had never found the time or interest in coming here to meet others, especially after her run-in with Elias and her enslavement in Ruina. But as the time and years passed she was getting more comfortable expanding her horizons and wandering into more unfamiliar territory. Besides, this place called the battlefield sounded fun and she couldn't resist to come visit and see what the fuss was about. As she entered she'd be unaware if anyone else was here in their practice, no sounds of sparing wolves or whimpering in pain. She actually felt comfortable not worrying about the fears and brawls of others even though she was quite tough herself. If she had any fear at all it was only the thought that she had never done this before and if anything she would embarrass herself. But no matter to that, embarrassment meant nothing to her luckily, if it had only for a moment. The call of a brute came across her ears and though she wasn't too sure of what the call was for, she would follow. As he came into view she was quite surprised by what she saw. This man looked nothing like a wolf, dressed in leather and amour, things she had never seen in her whole life. She'd approach with quiet steps and a crooked, squinted look confused truely as to what she was looking at. "You callin' for somethin'?" She approached him from his right side but would move around to face him directly nose to nose at 5 feet away if he allowed. If he couldn't tell she had little to no fighting experience other than her hunts and time fending for herself at a young age. But it was clear she was less than an opponent for him, though he may have been surprised that it wouldn't stop her from her first taste of wolf blood here at the battle field. The last time she tasted was when Elias took her as a slave. Walk "Talk" Think

His call was answered by a slightly older woman than himself. She was mostly a dark ebon-grey in the body, legs a paler shade of silver and flashed with a paler set of strips along the fronts of each leg. Auburn swathed her neck, and touched her face, while white marked her face about the eyes – a vibrant green – surrounding some of the auburn markings. It was easy to tell that she’d likely never seen a wolf wearing armor, from the squint on her features as she took him in. He flashed a light smile at her query - noting the interesting accent she carried - confirming, “I’m here for a spar. Are you up for one?” His bi-chocolate dipped tail swayed slightly, affable nature evident in his overall demeanor. His trademark grin wasn’t in place, but it likely wouldn’t take much for it to appear. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think

You can take my heart, you can take my breath When you pry it from my cold, dead chest ________________________________________ She was still unsure if he was a wolf but it was no matter to her. She was here to fight, or practice. Whatever she needed to help herself in the long run. If she was going to start travelling around greater distances she needed to prepare herself for protection. She felt her natural greatness would be enough to stop another wolf from enslaving her again, she was older after all right? That would make her a better fighter. But if anything she just wanted to get real life experience in, in case she was bit and it hurt a lot more than she thought. The slight movement in his tail was odd to her, she did nothing to make the guy happy. But she was interested in his want to spar even though clearly that was his reasoning for being at the battlefield to begin with. "Hecks yeah!" She blurted childishly. "That's why I'm here, aint it?" Almost a roll in her eye as if the brute was dump. Though she had just asked what he was calling for which would be a bit hypocritical. Her response was rather rude though she wasn't really trying to be that way. Her overall demeanor should have shown the more intellectual male that even though she was older than himself, she was quite immature to a point it was unnatural. He was probably smart enough to tell something went wrong in her life or he could have just thought she was meant to be that way. Walk "Talk" Think Viper vs (Cairo II) for (Spar) Round 0/2? Age: Over 1 Year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Novice Fighter & Novice Hunter Specialty: N/A OOC: You can go ahead and start the first round Bri if you want ^^

True to his nature, her rudeness failed to ruffle the chocolate Adravendi’s, regardless of whether she’d been intending to poke at him or not. He was perceptive enough to note the mismatch of age and maturity in the older wolf and roll with it. His grin bloomed, front end dropping into a hint of a play bow, tail flagging over his hips in a wag before he launched forward in a low leap. He kept his center of gravity low, wary of her smaller size and given ability to reach his underside and throat from such a height. He sought to come head-on, veering at the last second and seeking to swipe his left foreleg forward and out across her front, weight shifting to his other three legs, aiming to hook around and sweep her right front leg toward him and her left foreleg and unbalance her in the same moment he dropped his head and sought to ram the crown of his skull into her left shoulder, hoping to stagger the smaller wolf in the process. He kept an eye on her out of his peripheral sight, watching to see what she would do and adjust accordingly. Cairo Lanze Adravendi vs (Viper) for (Spar) Round 1/2 Age: Over 1 Year Size: Large Build: Heavy Offensive Battle Accessory: Bear claw bracers Defensive Battle Accessory: Torso armor Companion 1: Barn Owl, Female - Flying Companion 2: Mandrill, Male - Battle Skills: Expert Fighter & Advanced Hunter Specialty: N/A Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think

You can take my heart, you can take my breath When you pry it from my cold, dead chest ________________________________________ She was taken by surprise when he pretty much unexpectedly charged at her. Her cheeky grin turned into a serious one as she went to brace herself the best she could before colliding. Her neck fell even with her spine and her legs spread to gain balance for what ever was to come. Being new to this, she wouldn't expect the attempt at tripping and the brute would immediately get his first successful move in. His left paw came out and swiped her right one from under her, her weight falling onto her right shoulder he now had a high advantage on her since she was on the ground. His own weight fell onto her from his attempt to bash into her shoulder, she felt now as if he could crush her with his much larger body and weird amour. With little she could do from her laying position on the ground, her back legs shuffled in attempt to dig in for support and move forward trying to push towards to male's back legs. An open jaw to seek to clamp down under his back left hock,  bottom teeth to the inside of his leg and top teeth to the outside. She tried to curl her front legs in as well as tuck her tail between her legs to protect what she could of her stomach. Walk "Talk" Think Viper vs (Cairo II) for (Spar) Round 1/2 Age: Over 1 Year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Novice Fighter & Novice Hunter Specialty: N/A

Her inexperience was loudly obvious in the fact that she was taken by surprise when he launched himself at her. Instead of using her smaller size and agility, she braced for impact. She went down with his sweep and head-ram, and as she went down, he shifted his hind end to his right, her teeth missing his left hock with a ruffle of warm breath over his fur. He was quick to capitalize on his advantage, pivoting on his front end to his left and scything his jaws downward, aiming to snatch the side of her neck in his jaws, just behind her left cheek, aiming to gain control of her head at an angle to a point where she couldn’t implement her teeth further and bite him in the face. His weight balanced into all four paws, weight shifting to the other three as his right paw sought to snap up and press down firmly – pressure enough to only bruise flesh if he was successful – on her left elbow, keeping his toes flexed upward to avoid digging the bear claws into her flesh, and aiming to pin the limb and prevent movement, eyes flicking to keep an eye on her, watching for any attempts to counter him. Cairo Lanze Adravendi vs (Viper) for (Spar) Round 2/2 Age: Over 1 Size: Large Build: Heavy Offensive Battle Accessory: Bear claw bracers Defensive Battle Accessory: Torso armor Companion 1: Barn Owl, Female - Flying Companion 2: Mandrill, Male - Battle Skills: Expert Fighter & Advanced Hunter Specialty: N/A Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think

You can take my heart, you can take my breath When you pry it from my cold, dead chest ________________________________________ Her jaws slammed down on nothing which made her more angry if anything. Though she was very inexperienced she hoped and thought this all came natural to her. Her feisty spirit she was born with but her lack of fighting knowledge she would learn very quickly was important. When she missed she reacted quickly by turning her neck leftwards to face the brute above her, and noticed he was coming down to grab her with his own jaw. She rolled the front half of her body and tried to stretch out her neck and spine, very much uncomfortable in a twist, with just enough time for his large grasp to come down between her throat and her chest. His paw landing under her elbow more so on her underbelly/chest area. It hurt either way. He had a decent grasp by her throat if he chose to keep it there despite his misplacement. All she could think to do was go to grab his left ear whole with her teeth, even if she were nearly choking and ripping herself apart in the process. Her front paws stretched to try and push at his chest and get him away from her, much like a pouty pup fighting her brother and losing. She was still trying to fight it out, a bit of a warriors spirit, even though she was clearly outmatched and in one of the worst positions to be in during a fight. Walk "Talk" Think Viper vs (Cairo II) for (Spar) Round 2/2 Age: Over 1 Year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Novice Fighter & Novice Hunter Specialty: N/A

And the winner is...

CAIRO

VIPER must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Adjusted rolls: 47.25 72 61 44 CAIRO'S total is.. 269.1 Adjusted rolls: 13.8 3 52 81 VIPER'S total is.. 149.8