THE WOLVES WILL CHASE YOU IN THE PALE MOONLIGHT
Drunk and driven by a devil's hunger...

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Battle broke out all around him and he stepped away from Hela to get a better view, his mismatched eyes looking for a target to sink his fangs into. Anger still boiled hot in his stomach when a fiery red youth charged toward him with equal, if no greater, fury. The boy seemed almost possessed but Harbringr didn't not back down. He was just as thirsty for blood. How dare these heathens trample Ashen soil with their filth!

The boy burst toward him and Harbringr launched himself violently forward, paws kicking up dust as he charged. He dove suddenly to his right just as the boy started to screech to a halt, displacing the youths attacks. For a moment he wondered if the boy was reading his mind. Either that or his reaction time was stunning. Jaws flung wide and Harbringr rotated his head as he sought to slide along the boy's left side and catch the left thigh in his waiting jaws. He sought to clamp his fangs in deep as he could and shred the flesh and muscle of the thigh, seeking to leave permanent marks from the battle, both on the outside and inside of the limb. He kept his defenses as set as possible, making sure to keep his tail tucked and his ears pinned.

Harbringr Klein vs Ignis for Minor Maim (significant left thigh scarring)
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bear claw gauntlets
Defensive Battle Accessory: Helmet
Companion 1: Japanese Macaque, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Barn Owl, Female - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator
Specialty: Fleet-footed

And the winner is...

RECLUSE

WINTER must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out and is eliminated from the raid. RECLUSE may move on to the next fight. Totals: RECLUSE: 368.10 (99, 82, 19, 76 - Adjusted to 108.9, 94.3, 19.95, 83.6) WINTER: 232.32 (70, 16, 28, 59 - Adjusted to 105, 19.2, 28, 59)

Judged with by Tealah

He marched along with the warriors of the pack, nervous energy nearly filling him to the brim. The antlered youth had never raided before and he was eager to try his paw at one. The fangs he had gotten from the firefly festival were securely fitted in his mouth, and his antlers nice and sharpened. He hoped he might do well and perhaps secure a promotion after his efforts. As his uncle paused to speak to them, he listened quietly before taking a deep breath and marching on after given the order. The wolves of Winterfell stood atop a hill, giving them a vantage point over Ashen's territory. And then before he knew it, a call from someone's companion alerted the wolves to approach from the opposition, and the fights started to break out. He paced where he was, keeping a watchful eye to ensure nobody tried to sneak up on him. He watched the others battle, the youth on high alert as he sought out his own target. Would his dad be proud of him for this? For trying at the very least? He silently hoped so. "Speech"

Just one more raid, Kai reminded himself as they neared their raid opponent's borders. He had long since abandoned the idea of fleeing Winterfell and this godforsaken debt, no matter how badly he wanted to - and no matter how unlike himself he felt for adhering to Acere's silly little plan. After this raid he'd be free of these obligations, and could continue his life as he pleased. It felt oddly like his life had been paused entirely, and he was eager to get on with things. Rather than resigning himself to be in foul mood though, he was trying to be optimistic, though it was hard to tell whether or not that plan was succeeding yet.

He let out a silent huff as Acere spoke to them. 'Know that it won't happen again,' Acere said, and Kai had to physically bite his tongue. Damn right it wouldn't, at least not when it came to him. He'd sooner die than be imprisoned again, even under these frustrating circumstances. Had love really gotten him into this mess? His nose wrinkled as he surveyed the scene, watching as Winterfell wolves started to pick their opponents, and as the other side retaliated. His own attention fell to a young female, one with quite unique features, including a unique mask and... were those spines along her back? Intriguing. Kai wasn't one to be intimidated, even by such a unique individual, though that was likely out of foolishness rather than sheer bravery.

Either way, she'd piqued his interest and he wasn't about to back down now. Waiting until she seemed distracted (or at the very least, not looking in his direction) and he aimed to charge her. She was close to the same size as him, though sported a much slimmer build, so he hoped his sheer weight might be enough to send her tumbling right away. He aimed for her left shoulder, hoping to hook his tusks around the upper section of her front left leg - one near her chest, the other just under where her leg met her side - and heaved forward with as much of his weight as he could without the possibility of losing his own balance when she reacted.

Kai Jarvela vs Venom for Dominance
Round 1 / ?
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Mutation 1: Tusks (small) - Offensive
Skills: Advanced Hunter & Advanced Navigator
Specialty: N/A

And the winner is...

DEATHBELLE

ACERE must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: DEATHBELLE: 379.63 (97, 69, 5, 38 - Adjusted to 160.05, 96.6, 5.25, 41.8) ACERE: 341.06 (85, 43, 26, 37 - Adjusted to 153, 49.45, 26, 44.4)

Judged with by Tealah

Kiela shared in Song's too-relaxed gait as they headed toward Ashen's home. The journey to their next raid was likely a time she should've spent going over potential strategies, but instead she found herself chatting idly with Song and enjoying his company more than anything. Hopefully her good mood would positively influence the outcome in whatever fight she got involved in. Putting on a good show was nearly as important for her as the actual outcome of the fight, especially if there was a chance that Song might watch her from the sidelines. She waited as the fights began to unfold, trying to size up her opponents and wait for the right time to strike.

A brawl between a pale female and Winter concluded quickly, with the former coming out victorious. Though she was considerably younger than Kirsi, it was obvious to her that she had no lack of fighting skill, and.. well, Kirsi was interested in seeing more. Hesitating for long enough to get a better look at her as she moved closer to her as she no doubt tried to get her bearings after her victory, before diving in. Hopefully her speed would be to her advantage as she dove straight toward her, ducking low at the last second and aiming for one of her front paws, jaws unhinging as she hoped to snatch one of them in a bite and then pull hard backwards.

Kirsi vs Recluse for Dominance
Round 1 / ?
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Small
Build: Light
Skills: Novice Intellectual & Advanced Fighter
Specialty: N/A

He caught her off guard to begin with, but his heavy form wasn’t silent and Venom was laerted to his presence with hardly any time to think. When she reacted it was of pure instinct. As Kai lowered his head to grab her Venom was pivoting on her back legs and her front were extending her cat like claws to grasp hold of him. She aimed to scale his back, keeping ffragile balance by sinking her curved claws into his flesh like she might try to climg a tree. As Kai bucked his head his tusks would slam against her inner thighs causing intense bruising.

She didn’t cry out though the pain was intense, instead her focus was on land a a piercing bite at the base of his tail before she fell off of his back. He’d remember her every time he had trouble finding a comfortable position to sit in. As she was performing acrobatics on his back her squirrel Poison leapt from the white trees to come to her aid. The giant squirrel aimed to cause havoc and confusion as he aimed to leap at Kai’s face and distract him from the girl.

Venom Klein Abraxas vs Kai for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: 1+
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Defensive Battle Accessory: Condor Helmet
Companion 1: Malabar Giant Squirrel, Male - Battle - Boosted
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Quills - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Expert Intellectual
Specialty: N/A

And the winner is...

GREED

HELA must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Greed's maim (shoulder scarring) is successful. Totals: Adjusted rolls: 17.5 109.25 63 99 GREED'S total is.. 360.94 Adjusted rolls: 9 19.8 17 14 HELA'S total is.. 68.77

The tussle lasted a bit longer, she felt her chin getting bumped by her quarry and was forced to let go, retreating as she did so, she could see Lilith latched onto her opponents nose. The snake was smacked off, seeing the paws swinging towards her and escaping being crushed but not escaping the blow to her form. Lilith retreated then and Recluse felt a weight land on her back, a screeching terrifying mass having flung itself at her. The pair exchanged more blows, and Recluse finally managed to buck her attacker off. It seemed the young girl was smart enough to know when she was bested and Recluse watched her go. The young woman swiped her tongue along her chops, hungry for more. These intruders would rue the day they'd decided to tango with her! Cherry pink gaze swept over the invading hoard, she'd send them all packing, just needed to find another opponent. It seemed that choice would be made for her as she just spotted a pale blue blur streaking towards her. Recluse had little time to react, feeling teeth clamp down once more on the hard leather around her forelegs. If these wolves were so instant on tasting hide, then fine by her. Still the strength of the grip was enough to elicit a wince from Recluse, who found herself being yanked forward violently by the icy attacker. She stumbled then tried to turn her momentum into an advantage, staggering forwards and lifting off of her forlegs she'd try to crash forward, and try to wrap her free foreleg over top of the blue woman's shoulder, her jaws parted as she darted her head forward seeking purchase along the woman's other opposite shoulder. Recluse Ithuriel-Klein vs Kirsi for Minor Maim (shoulder scarring) Round 1/2 Age: 1+ Size: Large Build: Light Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather bracers Companion 1: Black-necked spitting cobra, Female - Attack Skills: Intermediate Intellectual & Expert Fighter Specialty: N/A speech think action

Art by Akage-Kitsu

It seemed his attempts hadn't worked. His attacks missed as his opponent dodged to his left. He coiled his hind legs to slow him down and stop his momentum, causing Harbringrs bite to hit his hip. Ignis snarled with pain and rage as his opponents teeth punctured his skin, but it only served to fuel him further. He swung his hips away, ripping himself off of Harbringr's teeth while turning the other half of his body in towards Hari to bring them into a crooked T formation with Ignis now facing Hari's abdomen. He surged forward, ignoring the hot blood that seeped down his leg and the pain that came with the motion as he sought to throw himself into the softer part of Hari's abdomen in an effort to unbalance and bruise the man. His breastplate would surely pack a punch and leave the man bruised if he managed to hit his mark. Simultaneously, he saw his Wolverine companion racing in from Hari's other side, the small beast aiming to slam his body into Hari's hind legs while Ignis attacked, hoping to further compromise his opponents balance. With Ignis pushing forward and the wolverine attempting to knock Hari's legs the opposite way, surely his opponent would go down, right? No matter. Ignis wasn't in the mindset to think logically at the moment. All he saw was red and all he wanted to do was hurt someone after he'd been hurt in more ways than just physically. He couldn't think clearly, and the voice that had screamed in his head earlier still echoed in his mind. The crimson Knight lifted his forelegs in an attempt to bring one over Hari's hips while the other sought to wrap beneath his stomach and get him in a hold. Lastly, he sought to strike at Hari's spine, upper fangs aiming to dig into the far side and lower fangs seeking the lower. At this point, he sought to inflict as much pain as he could. Ignis Praetor vs Harbringr for minor maim (left ear shredding) Round: 2/2 Age: over 1yr Size: Extra large Build: Heavy Offensive Battle Accessory: Skull helmet Defensive Battle Accessory: Bone breastplate armor Companion 1: Palm cockatoo, Male - Flying Companion 2: Wolverine, Male - Battle Skills: Expert Fighter & Beginner Healer Specialty: N/A "Speech"

Art by Naiterion

THE WOLVES WILL CHASE YOU IN THE PALE MOONLIGHT
Drunk and driven by a devil's hunger...

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Harbringr's fangs hit high, digging into Ignis' hip. He worked to hold on but the larger, heavier youth suddenly ripped himself free of Hari's grasp. The older wolf was so surprised by the move he was slow to react. That fraction of a second cost him as Ignis slammed violently into his side. At the same moment the youth's companion hit his legs, causing Harbringr to crash onto his side. "Shit!" Pain lanced through him and for a moment he wondered if he cracked a rib. Hari tucked his tail, pinned his ears and pulled his limbs in close to his body. Ignis' front limbs pinned him down, but as the youth sought to bite him Harbringr attempted a counter, seeking to kick his hind legs out and up into the youth's throat. He needed to buy himself some time to get out of this compromising position.

Harbringr Klein vs Ignis for Minor Maim (significant left thigh scarring)
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bear claw gauntlets
Defensive Battle Accessory: Helmet
Companion 1: Japanese Macaque, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Barn Owl, Female - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator
Specialty: Fleet-footed

Toxicity was surprised at the attack. Her mother hadn't made any enemies that she knew of, or that had at least been made public- not that she had been in the loop with her mother since she decided to whelp a litter of inbreds. Still, this was an attack on her pack, the pack she had every intention on helping her sister take over.

When she came to the battle, many fights were already underway. Toxicity knew she wasn't the best physical fighter. She sent a prayer up, asking for the power of the gods to be in her favor today. Scanning the area, she found a dark woman boasting an anticipatory smile. Tox wanted to wipe that smirk off her face, in fact, that seemed like a good option.

Toxicity launched herself through the fray, bounding around the other wolves as they entangled themselves with one another. She wasn't keen on hiding her intentions as her maw splayed open and her teeth sought purchase onto Tsunami's muzzle. This wasn't a game of chess, it was simply a fight. If nothing else, she wanted this woman to remember that there were those willing to fight in Ashen.

Toxicity Klein Abraxas vs Tsunami for minor facial scarring
Round 1/x
Age: over 1
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Skills: Advanced Intellectual & Intermediate Fighter
Specialty: N/A

He heard the warning howl from the relative he hated the most. He almost thought about ignoring her completely just to spite her, but when he saw other members of the pack racing by, he frowned and realized that this was serious. He raised his torn ear towards where the others headed and swore he heard the sounds of fighting. Was someone intruding? Honestly he hadn't paid a whole lot of attention to anything going on in the pack anymore these days, but to hell with it. He might as well go see what was going on, right? Turning around, he barked for his companion and together they headed off to see what all the commotion was about.

As the pair reached the treeline, he spotted them. Intruders were coming down on the pack and he wasn't sure how to feel about it. On one hand, he half-hoped that Recluse would get her ass handed to her. That maybe the wolves who'd been practically ignoring his existence (though that thought and resentment was directed at his father more than anything) would learn hard lessons and lose. On the other...he was angry. It had been building up inside since Hannibal abandoned him yet again and since his mother left him. Since Recluse kept picking on him for reasons unknown to him. Since he pretty much felt like he was invisible. Though that was also on account of his keeping to himself because he always felt that way, anyway. Whether it was just in his head or not, he couldn't help the feeling.

With all that building up, he decided to hell with it. Might as well take the anger out on someone while they were here, and at least there wasn't any potential for him to get in trouble for picking a fight with someone that Deathbelle didn't favor...with a battle cry, the tiny wolf wove his way through the fighting wolves and headed straight for the largest one he saw just standing there. A big pale fellow that looked like he needed to get his toes nipped. The earthen dwarf raced towards the beast and aimed to get close enough and use his body like a cannonball as he sought to crash into the male's forelegs and knock him on his face. As he did so, he hoped the male would react slow enough for Gimli to get far enough under him so that he could reach the guys hindleg with his teeth and chomp down on it.

Gimli Ahlberg-Klein vs Song II for Dominance
Round: 1/?
Age: 1yr
Size: Small
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Norwegian forest cat, Male - Battle - Boosted
Skills: Expert Fighter & Beginner Navigator
Specialty: N/A

"Speech"

Kai was vaguely surprised by her reaction - instantly she reared up and aimed over him, like she intended to cling onto his back. It was certainly different than his own style of fighting, which was more brutish and based on pure strength... not that he had many options otherwise, given his stature. He winced silently as he felt her unusually sharp claws digging into his flesh. Who the hell was this woman... girl... thing? If she was even a wolf at all, he wasn't really sure. His instinct was to try to flip her off him by throwing his weight again, as his tusks landed on her inner thighs.

Before he was able to react she was latching near his tail and he let out a snarl of frustration. This was nothing like his friendly spar with Rhyme, though he wasn't all that angry yet. He was pretty sure nothing could really match the level of frustration that his entire life had elevated too. At the end of the day this was merely a fight, one he had no real stakes in. Even more surprising than her moves was her companion that charged his face. A low snarl left his throat as he tried to whip her off him, moving hard to his right - so hard, in fact, that he was aiming to literally slam onto the ground on his side, sure that would cause her to loosen her grip on him if nothing else.

Kai Jarvela vs Venom for Dominance
Round 2 / 2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Mutation 1: Tusks (small) - Offensive
Skills: Advanced Hunter & Advanced Navigator
Specialty: N/A

Tasting blood was far less important to Kirsi than simply winning. If she could catch this pretty woman off-guard and send her stumbling, she'd take that as a victory regardless of how much the stranger suffered. Unfortunately for her, though the stranger stumbled she definitely didn't lose her balance entirely. It was enough to jerk Recluse forward, but instead she used it to her advantage, lunging forward and aiming to wrap a limb over her own much smaller form while her jaws found hold on Kirsi's shoulder. She winced, the sound following by a low snarl as her lips peeled back in a show of raw aggression.

The position, while not ideal, did leave a few potentially advantageous opportunities for her. Recluse was larger, and this position left her neck exposed in a way Kirsi had to take advantage of. Withstanding the hard bite Recluse had landed on her shoulder, she aimed to lunge upward, hoping to catch Recluse's lower jaw in a firm bite.. and if she succeeded, her upper teeth might cause lacerations down the side of her muzzle, though she knew her attempt was a desperate one at best.

Kirsi vs Recluse for Maim - Muzzle Scar
Round 2 / 2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Small
Build: Light
Skills: Novice Intellectual & Advanced Fighter
Specialty: N/A

The Empress disengaged from the fallen warrior king, her gamble paid off and she emerged the victor. Just in time to watch one of her own aquire severe wounds. Even Iolaire wouldn’t be able ot heal that without a scar. Deathbelle growled deep in her chest and turned on the vile monster that marred her sister. She aimed to race towards the slightly taller man, he was heavier than she was too but Belle already had adrenaline racing through her veins. She didn’t announce her presence but tried to come at him from his left side. Using all of the momentum she built up Deathbelle aimed the point of her shoulder at his midway point. At the same time she’d aim gaping jaws towards his left shoulder, if he leaft a mark on her sister she would leave a mark on him.

Deathbelle Ravage Klein vs Greed for Maim (shoulder scarring)
Round 1 of 2?
Age: 1+
Size: Large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Obsidian knife
Defensive Battle Accessory: Polar bear cape
Companion 1: Short-Eared Owl, Female - Flying
Companion 2: Madame Berthe's Mouse Lemur, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Poison Master

He had torn in and made his mark on the Ashen woman, and once his point had been made, the male disengages from her in time to find that Acere and his daughter had lost their fights. While it was unfortunate, he supposed he kind of expected that. Acere was getting old and this was also the yearlings first raid...he spat out the fur that clung to his tongue, nearly missing the figure that came rushing towards him, and if it weren't for the white on her body he likely wouldn't even have seen her coming. A snarl ripped free from his jaws as he abruptly turned to face her just as she reached him. Her shoulder collided with the meaty part of his chest, earning a grunt from the man while her teeth found purchase between the top of his left shoulder where to connected to his neck. With a vicious snarl, Greed pushed forward in an effort to shove her back and potentially off balance should he manage to shove her hard enough. His neck craned towards her right shoulder then as he aimed to bite and tear into it much the same way he'd done to his last opponent. As he tried to do this, he aimed to swipe at her front legs with his left forepaw in a bid to further try and unbalance her. Greed Armada vs Deathbelle for minor maim (shoulder scarring) Round: 1/2 Age: Over 1yr Size: Large Build: Medium Defensive Battle Accessory: White buffalo headdress Skills: Master Fighter & Beginner Hunter Specialty: Juggernaut "Talk"

She caught him off guard for the most part, all of her sound absorbed by the sounds of battle around them. He would only turn at the last moment, and she was unable to make her mark but her teeth sunk in and she slammed against his body. Almost immediately he pushed back against her and Deathbelle instinctively rose up on her hind legs in an effort to wrap her sharp claws paws around his neck, she aimed to sink them deeply into his shoulders. Deathbelle released her grip on his shoulder almost immediately as his own teeth sank deep into her flesh. She cried out before aiming her open jaws towards his face, wanting to sink her jaws deep into his muzzle to gain control of him and the rest of their battle.

Deathbelle Ravage Klein vs Greed for Maim (shoulder scarring)
Round 2 of 2
Age: 1+
Size: Large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Obsidian knife
Defensive Battle Accessory: Polar bear cape
Companion 1: Short-Eared Owl, Female - Flying
Companion 2: Madame Berthe's Mouse Lemur, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Poison Master

Tsunami's charge would be interrupted much to her chagrin, a large dappled shadowy yearling charging towards her. Jaws parted and Tsunami felt fangs hitting the side of her muzzle, with a growl she tried to backtrack, tossing her head to try and dislodge Toxicity's grip on her face, or maybe if she was lucky headbutt the much taller female. As Tsunami attempted to backtrack she'd flail out her forepaws, seeking purchase on her opponent's much taller forelegs, she noticed one of her opponent's legs was scarred up, maybe she'd give her a set to match or maybe aggravate the old wounds. Tsunami "The Endless Wave" Vindictus-Praetor vs Toxicity for Minor Maim (foreleg scarring) Round 1/2 Age: 1+ Size: Small Build: Light Skills: Beginner Intellectual & Advanced Fighter Specialty: N/A "Speech"

Art by Krowul

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She released him when his teeth found purchase on her flesh. The taste of blood rushed over his tongue which only fueled him further. The Ashen woman would rise, seeking purchase over his shoulders, though even with her claws digging into his skin, he didn't want to quite relinquish his grip. That is, until she aimed to bite his muzzle. He pulled back, though not quite far enough since her claws practically kept him from moving too far back. In a last ditch attempt, he brought his right foreleg up pretty much aimed to slap her face away from his and deflect the attack while his head turned the opposite way as he sought to bite her left foreleg to try and force her to let go. Greed didn't know the meaning of backing down, even when the odds were stacked against him. He'd always been that way, though perhaps it was all the anger that had boiled up over the years with all the issues he had that often caused him to go all in...if it means scarring up his entire body or worse, he didn't know anything else. Greed Armada vs Deathbelle for minor maim (shoulder scarring) Round: 2/2 Age: over 1yr Size: Large Build: Medium Defensive Battle Accessory: White buffalo headdress Skills: Master Fighter & Beginner Hunter Specialty: Juggernaut "Talk"