Viper was growing old of her everyday survival living and found herself often thinking of her young friend Jupiter. Ever since they reunited it was like a piece of her past clicked in and she couldn't stop thinking about him. What about him? Nothing really... But she'd be hunting and think of what big prey he could take down or sparring and wondering how she could be like him and overtake her opponents. But in reality she didn't even know him. They knew each other at a very young age and the unknown wicked, ungodly man to her she had been reunited with was something she had never experienced in her life. And yet she was pulled into to the thought of him. Maybe her mind was grabbing a hold of it to move on past her pup emotions. Maybe she wanted him to teach her. She'd never admit that though. She followed his scent which was actually the scent of a pack and that was unknown to her. It had been a long time since she had been in a pack herself and she spent most of her last years in hiding of Elias so she was just lucky not to wander into pack borders. That was, until now. She wouldn't hesitate a second to walk into the lands of Fireside, her nose raised as she moved forward with a bit of confusion to the intensity of the scent. It was familiar off the pelt of Jupiter for sure, but now that she was inside she wasn't able to pin point the man himself. She'd make it over a hill and pause at the view of the Range, the animals and the structures. And unknown to her, she'd be bombarded by the members of the pack at any second. Walk "Talk" Think

This was it, her moment to shine and prove to Fireside that fuck did she mean business. If Pestilence had wings she would have flown across the range in pursuit of the scent of intruder, and should any other pack member be already on their way to intercept then she'd simply have to run them down before they had a chance to steal her thunder.

She threw herself out of the grass without a warning - after all, conversing before the attack might convince the loner to leave and that wouldn't earn her any points with Alarr or her new King. Fireside's borders had been breached, the livestock were in danger and it was up to her to save them all. The big yearling's snarl was almost more enthused then angry as she aimed to tackle the other woman, her chest in line to collide with Viper's side and knock the wind out of her while hopefully forcing her to the ground. Her jaws parted as she flew, looking to latch onto the intruder's scruff to give her further leverage.

Pestilence Klein - Abraxas vs Viper for Minor Maim (Neck scarring)
Round 1/?
Age: Over one year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Sharpened claw covers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather bracers
Companion 1: Red-handed howler monkey, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Saw-scaled viper, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Expert Intellectual
Specialty: Marauder

You can take my heart, you can take my breath When you pry it from my cold, dead chest ________________________________________ Viper could hear the steps of what sounded like another wolf pounding in the distance and growing closer. Her ears swiveled around as she listened and hoped that Jupiter was just that happy to see her but she was gravely mistaken. A large wolf, they always seemed to be twice her size, came into collision with her shoulder but not before she saw it coming to ground herself for the impact. The stranger who came at her, teeth bearing, would be met with a similar attack out of instinct. But Viper aimed to grab hold of the loose scruff front of her left shoulder, lined up with the center of her chest. The feel of the girl’s teeth was exhilarating to Viper, she almost always fought for fun and training rather than a real battle. Walk "Talk" Think Viper vs Pestilence for maim (neck scarring) Round 1/2 Age: over 1 year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Novice Hunter Specialty: N/A

Pestilence felt her heart soar in excitement as her chest crashed into the other woman, the thrill of battle driving her onward and allowing her fight through the pain of teeth upon her shoulder. Unfortunately for her, Viper had seen her coming long enough away to steady herself so the impact was not toppling, and though her fangs met the scruff the two still remained upright. Adorning Pestilence's claws were extra-sharp offensive extensions made with hardened metal, and it was with those that she'd make her next move. Her left leg came up and aimed to move overtop the woman's back, attempting to fall upon Viper's neck and rake down her flesh near to where she held the intruder's scruff. At the same time she yanked her jaws, wanting to end this quickly and put the much smaller woman on the ground beneath her where she could call for Tyrian and let the real punishment begin.

Pestilence Klein - Abraxas vs Viper for Minor Maim (Neck scarring)
Round 2/2
Age: Over one year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Sharpened claw covers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather bracers
Companion 1: Red-handed howler monkey, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Saw-scaled viper, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Expert Intellectual
Specialty: Marauder

Valdís made sure that Úlfr was tucked away before she started her patrol. While he was getting to an age he could wander freely about the pack lands she still wasn't quite ready to bring him on patrol with her. In all honesty she just needed a break from the energetic pup from time to time. In this way patrols were a vacation as much as they were work. Speaking of work… Her eyes narrowed as she caught an unfamiliar scent at the border leading right into the territory. She quickly raced after the scent, hoping whoever was on patrol before her was already tracking down the scent. When she arrived she saw Pestilence already engaged with the trespasser. She grinned. That was what she liked to see. The new member hard at work. Valdís held back, eager to assess the girl's combat skills but also prepared to jump in the moment it seemed things were going south. "Talk" "You" Think

You can take my heart, you can take my breath When you pry it from my cold, dead chest ________________________________________ Viper would barely notice the new stranger who came to watch their pack mate in their duties to protect the pack, which of course was unknown to Viper and if she paid too much attention she'd become confused as to why all these wolves other than Jupiter were here. The young girl would place her leg in attempt to maim her, and Viper wouldn't be so easy to give up regardless of how much pain she felt. Honestly, she could barely feel it. But she was never one to give up especially in the heat of battle. She'd let go of the girl's scruff and move her shoulder into her opponent in attempt to keep the girl from her maiming goal at least for the moment. She'd then attempt to twist her neck and go to grab the thin skin behind her left elbow on the stomach in advantage to her shorter size. Her opponent was much more skilled than her but she wouldn't let it faze her right in this moment, not that it wouldn't hurt her ego later. Her childish mind was feeling like she'd never win a battle, even if she felt she could right now. She was still going hold her own the best she could. Walk "Talk" Think OOC: Permission to powerplay maim if successful! Viper vs Pestilence for maim (neck scarring) Round 2/2 Age: over 1 year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Novice Hunter Specialty: N/A

And the winner is...

VIPER

PESTILENCE must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Viper's Maim is Successful. Totals: Adjusted rolls: 60.9 4.6 41 115.2 PESTO'S total is.. 277.13 Adjusted rolls: 85.1 27 97 74 VIPER'S total is.. 311.41

Valdís watched the fight, her eyes narrowing as it went south for the new member ending her defeat. So the trespasser had some skills in combat. Very well. Valdís wanted to test those skills for herself and if possible put the trespassers face right into the dirt. She set her defenses, making sure her ears were pinned tight against her head. She bared her fangs and exploded forward. She twisted her upper body slightly to bring her left shoulder forward more, and sought to slam the point into Viper's windpipe a few inches below the jawline, attempting to cause severe bruising and to leave the woman chocking. As she did she arched her neck toward her opponent as she aimed to fasten her jaws in a tight grip across Viper's face. She sought for her upper fangs to pierce the flesh at the corner of Viper's right eye and her lower fangs at the corner of the woman's left. eye. Valdís Leika Thyre vs Viper for Dominance Round 1/? Age: Over 1 Year Size: Large Build: Medium Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked harness Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked helmet Companion 1: Red Fox, Female - Battle Companion 2: Raven, Female - Flying Skills: Master Fighter & Master Intellectual Specialty: Tactician "Talk" "You" Think

You can take my heart, you can take my breath When you pry it from my cold, dead chest ________________________________________ The pull on Viper’s neck would increase and would throw Viper into a frenzy. "Hey!" she shouted with hatred she had never experienced with an opponent. She felt enough wiggle room in order to draw her jaws on Pestilence’s neck in front of her shoulder and pulled back the flesh as strong as she could. She had never felt this exhilaration before. (Placement and severity of scarring completely up to Koala!) Her opponent now off of her probably from the pain she had caused wouldn’t even cause her to celebrate. She was stunned that she had won the battle, this was her first, unknown to her watchers but the small scars across her body from constant sparring and no healer must have been a good implement that she was seasoned. But she most certainly wasn’t. >(Valdis) She was completely taken by surprise when the woman who was simply observing was now pounding at her throat. The wind knocked out of her instantly but her body tried its best to protect itself out of instinct. She was tired from the battle she just had but she still wasn’t one to give up. And at least that was promising to viewers. Valdis would take hold of Viper’s entire head and that was a completely new move to her. She was stuck in a limbo now, and she didn’t know what to do. It was a real test to see how she could multitask in the heat of battle especially while she was suffering from the battle immediately prior. Her eyes now closed to protect them and her ears pinned as well. Even her tail was tucked from the slight fear that was boiling beneath. She was breathing hoarsely from the blow to her throat. She then tried to push her skull forward into Valdis’ mouth to get her to gag, and another attempt to pull her head out of the woman’s mouth even if she sustained injury from it. Walk "Talk" Think Viper vs Valdis for Dominance Round 1/2 Age: over 1 year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Novice Hunter Specialty: N/A

Valdís collided brutally with her opponent, her attacks landing as intended as she grabbed hold of the other woman's head, fangs ripping through the delicate skin there. She wasn't surprised when the other woman refused to submit. She pushed forward sharply and Valdís was forced to relinquish her attack so that her lower jaw wasn't injured in the process. Valdís quickly recoiled, twisting her head out of the way and kicking off with her hind legs as she sought a new target. Valdís lunged with the intention of biting into the top of Viper's shoulder. She wanted to get a firm grip where the shoulder connected to the other woman's body, seeking to injure the tendons and ligaments there and bring this fight to a swift close. All throughout the fight she maintained her defenses as best she could. Valdís Leika Thyre vs Viper for Dominance Round 2/2 Age: Over 1 Year Size: Large Build: Medium Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked harness Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked helmet Companion 1: Red Fox, Female - Battle Companion 2: Raven, Female - Flying Skills: Master Fighter & Master Intellectual Specialty: Tactician "Talk" "You" Think

You can take my heart, you can take my breath When you pry it from my cold, dead chest ________________________________________ This wasn't easy in the slightest. Viper's head was fuzzy with the on going battle and she had never had two spars back to back. The pain from her previous battle and the current battle were melding together and most of the pain was scattered over her body. Both of these opponents were well trained probably from a young time in their life where Viper was self taught and most recently other than her natural defense to survival over the years. She felt only a second of relief as Valdis let her face go, blood slowly trickling as time passed down the sides of her eyes like tears. She wouldn't waste time to open her jaw and seek to grab hold of anything on the woman, but her nose went in the direction to grab hold of Valdis' (Left?) foreleg right at the top just where the more thin and sensitive skin started. Her top teeth wanting to wrap around to the back of her front leg and the bottom teeth to the front. Valdis' new bite was enough to almost bring her to tears from the pain being so close to her fresh wounds from the previous battle. It was hard to fight it off as usually she felt the aftermath of pain well after she left the battle field and here it was settling in during this second battle. Walk "Talk" Think Viper vs Valdis for Dominance Round 2/2 Age: over 1 year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Novice Hunter Specialty: N/A

Fuck, son of a bitch, the woman had her by the neck and Pesto could feel her healing wounds begin to reopen. Already her sister had maimed her flesh in very similar an area, it was still a tender wound and Pesto found herself unable to continue the battle when blood began to pour once more. She fell to the ground, vision blurring. The pain in her neck was fading too, that was a good thing, right?

Faintly she saw her packmate jump into the fight after her, and Pesto's first thought was how embarassing it was that not only had she lost but there was a fireside wolf here to witness. She did not have long to hate herself however - nor to watch the fight's ending - as she faded into unconsiousness.

-exit via bloodloss sleepies-

And the winner is...

Valdis

Viper must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Valdis' maim is successful. Totals: Viper: Adjusted: 40.25    17    57    73 Total: 205.98 Valdis: Adjusted: 57.5    103.5    86    132 Total: 473.75

There may not have been a howl to warn him, but the sound of the fights were loud enough to drawn Tyrian in. He came at a run and slid onto the scene just in time to see Valdis' victory. A fleeting glance was cast in Pestilence's direction to assure him she still drew breath, but severe injury or not the more pressing matter was the wolf who very well could have posed a risk to another pack mate. He couldn't take that chance even with Valdis there and victorious once already.

He motioned for Tashi to take care of Pestilence before fixing the intruder with a cold, unyielding gaze. The langur was no medic, but he'd spent enough time around flighty livestock to learn a thing or two about first aid. His pack mate would be in good hands until someone with real training could take of her. As for the intruder, Tyrian had no intention of letting her off easy. The borders were marked clearly; to have gotten this far she would have had to done so purposefully knowing full well what she was doing.

"That's enough from you," he cautioned as he stalked closer, aiming to approach Viper head on. Tyrian had no intention of stopping. He would either get within striking distance and do so if she was not cowed by his presence or he would stand over her prostrate form. There were no other options as far as he was concerned. He would take any movement on her part as a signal to fight. With two pack wolves on the scene already she'd had ample opportunity to submit. "Your options are simple: submit or we will be tossing you over the border in pieces."

Tyrian versus Viper for ???
Round ZERO of ???
Age: 1+
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bladed forearm bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Polar bear cape
Companion 1: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Black-footed Langur, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Striped Skunk, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Retractable Claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Saber Teeth - Offensive
Skills: Master Intellectual & Master Fighter
Specialty: Bard (N/A)

Much like Tyrian had, Jupiter heard a kerfuffle and had to investigate. Unlike Tyrian, Jupiter was rather happy with the prospect. He could use some entertainment. He wasn't necessarily looking to hop into a fight because watching someone get mauled could be just as entertaining, but it was a possibility. Lately his emotions had been on a bit of a yoyo. Some days he was up and his usual capricious self, and others he felt like drinking the day away. The cause of his poor mood was almost always self pity, but occasionally the bitter truth that his dad was gone haunted him. He couldn't decide if he'd made a mistake there and it was a problem he didn't want to look at too closely lest his guilt prove justified.

He arrived on the scene with a spring in his step but immediately froze in place as soon as his eyes settled on Viper. Jupiter very nearly choked; the sound a surprised half cough, half gag in his throat. Oh, shit she'd found him. His thoughts flashed to the party. Had she been following him? No, god no, let it be a coincidence. "Whoa," he boomed as he strode forward, aiming to walk a cautious half circle around Viper as though she might leap up and bite him, or worse, confess her love of him. "Wait,wait, wait, hold your horses there, Tyrian. I know this chick...kinda."

Oh boy this was going to need some serious explaining. "She's uhhh..." Tact was not his strong suit. "Kinda..." He rapped the side of his head with a paw to indicate her questionable mental status. "You know?" He glanced around first at Pestilence then Valdis. "I'd say harmless too but I'm not too sure anymore..."

You can take my heart, you can take my breath When you pry it from my cold, dead chest ________________________________________ She was beaten and bloody, that's for sure. It was a different kind of exhilaration she had ever felt. More so her life felt in danger even after she took down one opponent and found herself at loss with this one. Though spiritually she wouldn't give up and back down to Valdis, she had no other choice. Her facial expression still showed fight and determination as she looked toward the much older woman. Her stance just slightly lower and a bit cowering into submission. The first male would show himself, the leader though Viper was not aware of that obviously. She tried her best to gain her footing and would quickly notice Jupiter in behind him. Though she would normally perk up and be full of joy to see the old friend she came here after, all the battling had her near exhaustion and honestly she was still pretty upset about their last meeting in the caverns. And now she was wondering if it was even worth all the trouble. Of course it extremely worth it to her, but it made her dwell in how Jupiter left her. She moved just two steps closer to Tyrian and Jupiter, swiveling on her back paws more to face them rather than moving forward. As she took her first step her left shoulder shot up in pain running down her entire leg. Her second step she wouldn't even put pressure on the leg, hopping instead and keeping her paw up off the ground. Her piercing eyes looked to Jupiter for a couple seconds before and while she spoke through a labored breath, "No, I can take him." Physically it wasn't the best idea for any wolf, and especially not Viper who may have had some experience under the belt but her knowledge in battle wasn't the clearest. But she didn't want to disappoint Jupiter again. She wouldn't allow herself to. Her eyes remained locked on Jupiter wanting to keep their gazes intact with each other even if he tried to avoid it himself and though she wasn't necessarily "battle ready" she was prepared for her next fight to commence. Walk "Talk" Think Viper vs Tyrian for Dominance Round 0/2 Age: over 1 year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Advanced Fighter & Novice Hunter Specialty: N/A

Valdís stood tall, fangs bared and her tail arching over her back in dominance. "Get out of our territory you filthy trespasser," she hissed, voice low and dangerous. She would give the girl one last chance before she started picking off body parts. Her threat was cut short as Tyrian arrived, ready for battle. Valdís moved out of the way, watching Fireside's leader intently. She couldn't help but grin at Tyrian's words. Her thoughts exactly. Jupiter arrived shortly after Tyrian. Apparently he knew this trespasser? She cocked her head at the other man, lips pursed. "She maimed one of your pack members, Jupiter. She is not harmless. Stupid maybe, but I would not say harmless." "Talk" "You" Think

Jupiter burst onto the scene and immediately jumped into trying to get him to calm down. Tyrian growled at his nephew, displeased with both his tone and his interruption, but leaned back as he took Jupiter's words to heart. If the woman was as Jupiter claimed then perhaps he should go a bit easier on her. That thought had no sooner crossed his mind when the woman lurched to her paws, squared up with him and indicated her willingness to fight - all in direct conflict with the threat he had just given. Tyrian had told her to submit or be thrown over the border in pieces and she was not about to make a liar out of him. He didn't know if she was crazy or simple, or whatever Jupiter was trying to say she was, but she was disobeying him on the heels of fighting his wolves so she would be taught another lesson.

With a snarl he strode forward and sought to slap the claws of his right front paw across Viper's face with all the force he could muster. She would learn her lesson here today and after he put her on the ground she would not get up again until he gave her permission. That was the extent of his attacks for now. Either the blow would take her down and she'd have the sense to stay down, or he'd fight her for real with what he hoped was a similar outcome. The woman had proven to be dangerous and Tyrian would hear no more arguments for or against her until she was subdued.

Tyrian versus Viper for Minor Maim (scarring across face)
Round 1 of ???
Age: 1+
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bladed forearm bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Polar bear cape
Companion 1: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Black-footed Langur, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Striped Skunk, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Retractable Claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Saber Teeth - Offensive
Skills: Master Intellectual & Master Fighter
Specialty: Bard (N/A)

You can take my heart, you can take my breath When you pry it from my cold, dead chest ________________________________________ Viper's gaze would only leave Jupiter very unwillingly as she saw Tyrian lunging at her, his paw making contact with her face and she felt the excruciating pain bruising from the teeth punctures Valdis had given her added with the whack from this large man and couldn't help but let out a yelp from the attack. She tried to keep herself standing after being thrown a bit off balance, her limbs shaking under her as her injuries continued to fester and her injured left shoulder clearly unstable and not wanting to apply any pressure between her paw and the ground. She'd try to quickly respond by lunging an open jaw at the top of his front left leg just under where his chest and leg connected. Her head turned completely horizontal in hopes to wrap around the leg with her bottom teeth aiming on the inside below his chest and her top teeth wanting to sink in on the outside of the leg. Her movement was a bit lagging as she was clearly exhausted and injured from the previous battles. Walk "Talk" Think Viper vs Tyrian for Dominance Round 1/2 Age: over 1 year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Advanced Fighter & Novice Hunter Specialty: N/A

At first it seemed as though his clawed slap had done the trick, but no, the woman didn't have the sense to stay down. She lunged at his leg and succeeded in catching it at the wrist before he could pull it completely out of harm's way. A searing pain shot up his leg as her teeth sunk in, but he ignored it. It was time to put an end to this mess. If she did not have the sense to stay down then he would remove disobedience as an option. With that in mind Tyrian sought to wrap his free arm over Viper's shoulder while dragging the 'captured' one further under his body. The idea was to pull her in close enough for him to press the entirety of his weight onto her shoulders. Being far heavier, if he was successful it was likely she would be forced to the ground. Once pinned under him she would be powerless; any attempt to fight would be in vain and either she would have to come to terms with the fact that submission was unavoidable, or they would decide her fate while she continued to be unreasonable. Somewhere in the back of his mind nagged the thought that this woman had already bested one skilled fighter. Tyrian had the sense to be wary of her. Even though the odds were in his favor he knew better than to pin his expectations on them. For that reason he was tense and alert; keyed up to her every move. If he could help it he would not be taken unawares.

Round 2 of 2
Age: 1+
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bladed forearm bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Polar bear cape
Companion 1: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Black-footed Langur, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Striped Skunk, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Retractable Claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Saber Teeth - Offensive
Skills: Master Intellectual & Master Fighter
Specialty: Bard (N/A)