A low head as she pondered through the lands with much interest as per normal. Her gait at a trot, her nose stayed mostly close to the ground with her paws attempting to clip her chin but she was careful not to. This place was pretty interesting, a slight fog rose to her knees as the late morning slipped away into the day and the sun was starting to shine out around the clouds. She halted instantly as if she saw something of interest, or more like a prey listening as if they were being stalked. But just as her head shot up and she scanned her surroundings, she continued on the move again in a slightly different direction back to her lowered, sniffing stance. She approached a strange large metal object buried in the ground that was bent and deformed from the many centuries of it being lost here. Her neck rose and nose sniffed the warped metal plates for only a few seconds before she found herself hopping on the slanted slick surface. Her paw pads shifted but she regained her footing quickly and never showed fear in falling off the strange object. Just as she made sure she wouldn't slide off, her head cocked, looking out at nothing, and she asked herself what she was doing and why she was even here. Loner life sure was getting boring. Walk "Talk" Think

Massive paws carried the young man through the southern lands, he found amusement in remaining close by to his father’s birthplace and conflicts with Fireside wolves were guaranteed to be amusing. He walked with little purpose and no fear, as a loner he did whatever he pleased and as a giant he feared little in the forest. Small creatures feared him though. As the morning continued song birds announced his presence to the world.

The Destruction man had never been an excellent hunter, but he was a great tracker and as long as no one caught him had no issue with scavenging. That was one reason he still had such good condition. He wasn’t against stealing from smaller predators, and almost everything was smaller than he was including his own species. In honesty he enjoyed hunting his own kind more than prey, taking someone by surprise… He grinned at the memory of pushing Poem into the fires, though he was reminded of his shortcomings. One of them being not taking his sister’s life the other that he had been seen by Odysseus. Thankfully at least one of them was dead now.

He happened upon the woman on accident, his paws tracked the plains lazily when he caught sight of her dark form in the early sun. Noir lingered in a cluster of huge pieces so he might not be seen until he was ready. While she was distracted with her balance he made his approach. Expression curious as his blue and lavender eyes fell on her and didn’t pull away. He wasn’t sure but she looked as bored as he felt. Without conflict from his family life was too quiet. ”Don’t slip.” He commented almost off hand but his attention was obviously hers.

She was very unaware of the boy in the territory, lost in not even thoughts but just not able to pay attention to anything. When he spoke she was very surprised, but wouldn't jolt out of her skin to show as most would. Instead her head shot in the direction of the voice, his placement extremely odd to her as if he teleported and just appeared out of thin air. Her head crooked as her eyes flashed around his body at his odd blue markings, a memory of her friend Jupiter coming from the depths of her memories. "I'm not ganna slip!" She would turn to drop down to the short level with her eyes looking downward to keep her focus, now she was matching in height to the huge brute before her. But just as she moved to adjust her position, her front paws clipped the edge of the metal surface. Her body slipped up and fell quickly, her front legs lining the vertical metal frame. As her chest came closer to the surface her back legs split and she looked nothing but uncomfortable. She wouldn't be embarrassed at all even though she claimed she'd be nimble. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at the ground and tried to see an easy way to get out of this. Realizing her odd position she would just continue to slide off the frame slowly until her paws could reach the ground and her body was mostly stretched out on top. She'd finally get all her paws in the grass and instantly look up to the male with a clown smile. She'd approach him with no fear of his superior size and would even get too close to him, if he allowed, where she had to crane her neck to even look at his face. Her head crooked yet again as she went to ask, "Do you know a guy named Jupiter?" His blue markings were nothing like the the stared boy she once knew in her pack, but she just had to ask out of her curiosity. It was a little painful in her mind as she considered those memories back when her life was going towards the great things but there wasn't much of any kind of memories outside her enslavement in Ruina so it was the only kind of memories she had. Walk "Talk" Think

Noir’s dark lips lifted in a smirk as the woman swiftly turned her attention towards him. She didn’t show any nervousness, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t there. The young man knew exactly how big he was, and how much power he had to back his will. ”You’re not a very good liar.” He told her as she did just as he predicted and her whole form was thrown off balance and slid down the construct before finally finding her way to her paws. As though nothing happened she looked up at him in defiance.

The blue striped Destruction would stand still as she craned her neck to look at him. He had to admit he just couldn’t muster any respect despite her forward attitude. She was kind of boring. The name she spout had meaning though. ”I know of him.” He commented shortly, never really making the connection between their appearances really. Noir didn’t feel like offering any more information and he tilted his head curiously to see what she’d do with what he did allow her.

Where the brute stated he didn't necessarily know Jupiter, Viper wouldn't fret long over the fact. "Oh..." A quick pause with the smallest amount of disappointment before her mood would go back to change, "He's a big jerk anyway." Her casual smile would come to her face yet again. She'd turn her neck to look at the strange warped metal object she had fallen from. "What do ya think this stuff is?" If anything it was just something fun to jump around on, but other than that it seemed rather useless as well as the other pieces of metal around the plains. "Didn't find anything fun when I was up there." Though honestly she was running out of fun things to do around the continent. She mostly found excitement in the fights she found at the battle field, hence the tiny scarring found around her face and shoulders. But as she started to come out from hiding she found the more joyful things running out of that fuel and she needed a little more to push her through the days. "Don’t you know anything fun to do around here?" Walk "Talk" Think

”I’m sure.” He offered with raised brows as she called the man a jerk and seemed to move on without a care. Noir was perplexed. How old was this she wolf? Every moment he spent with her she seemed to regress in age. Like a pup in a woman's body. She kind of unnerved him, but Noir wouldn’t allow his uncertainties to show. He watched her but Noir debated about not answering her useless questions. The young man suppressed the urge to sigh, if anything this woman was only encouraging his frustration with the world. His patience was not so thick.

”Fun has never been my first priority,” He commented in deep tones as the sigh finally left his lips and the blue marked man turned to leave her where she was. Maybe something interesting would happen if he made a move. Perhaps she’d follow, he hadn’t really given her a real end to their conversation.

Viper's eyes narrowed as the brute insisted he basically didn't know what fun was, her big clown smile dimming. But it would go away instantly as the boy went to turn away from her and she wouldn't waste another second before loping up beside and then in front of him. Her rump turned away from him as she took a few steps backwards or even more if he kept walking onward, "Well, wait a minute." Her tones much more serious now. "Then what do ya do all day?" Viper was mostly just hoping to keep the guy's company. Honestly she was finding herself almost as frustrated as he felt, the fact that he wasn't interested in her to a point he decided to just walk off from her. Now-a-days her loneliness was settling in but her young and compelling mind wouldn't admit it. She wasn't aware that she was even irritating the male, but honestly she wouldn't care anyway. Walk "Talk" Think

She moved fast, as he turned she seemed to almost follow him like the moon revolved around the earth. He knit his brows as she appeared in front of him once more. Now she had his attention though, only because she wanted it. Noir wasn’t incredibly perceptive but her attention caught him. If there was anything that the young man wanted it was attention, and he’d been starved of it recently.

”Survive.” He told her cryptically as he came to a halt, blue and lavender gaze focused on her and her tiny frame. She would have been more fun if she was afraid of him, but maybe this turn to interest would make for some fun too. She seemed just as alone as he was. ”Someone taking care of you that you can focus so heavily on fun?” Noir asked her, his tone oddly flat but carrying his subtle insult. Also a ploy to see if she had anyone around to upset if he upset her.

Viper would become still rather abruptly, not in sync with Noir's own footsteps. Her own hard to gather and then she would step forward even a little too close but not to her acknowledgment. "Survive?" She questioned lightly trying to fully understand what he meant, "You mean like hunting and stuff? I've done that a long time but it's been gettin boring." Boring by herself that was. But she wouldn't admit that. She was almost offended that he'd mention someone taking care of her because she was always proud of where her own home-grown survival skills had gotten her. Even if she remained uneducated and pup-like which was all just natural to her. "NO! I don't need no one. I ain't got no parents, no adults, and I did everything on my own!" Only for a short while was she raised by her mother, and then only a short time after that was she cared for by Elias that fed her but that was pretty much it. She never asked for help from others and she never would. Viper may have been twice his age but it was clear her mentality was much younger than his. Walk "Talk" Think

He could feel her so close to him, it was odd. There was no intimacy in their movements and the woman was desperate to keep his company. Noir would oblige fo rnow, maybe he didn’t admit to fun but she was amusing. She pressed harder, survive? Was all he did hunt and stuff? Noir chuckled darkly, ”staying alive is boring?” He returned to her, having to admit the exact opposite. While he was hunting he was doing it like his life depended on it. Which it did. The adrenaline rush of the chase, the satisfaction of taking your prey’s last breath…

She denied heavily her need for anyone and her child like manerisms rose once again. Noir’s blue striped tail flashed impatiently at his hips. He’d never liked children, especially not children that refused to grow up. ”No one?” Noir questioned dangerously. If there was no one to care about her, it didn’t matter what he tried to do with her. He shifted slowly, bringing himself to his full height as he peered down at her. ”No one to miss you if… something happened?”

It was a bit funny how Noir felt opposite to Viper's feelings because in fact they were in the same situation, even if she was much older than he was. Viper was hunting for her life and her survival. She went day by day lucky to make it through the night or the week. But she wasn't so composed and mature as Noir. And yes, staying alive for her was getting boring. Viper wouldn't notice his annoyance to her childish behavior. And frankly she wouldn't care at that. But as he asked if someone would miss her, which would raise many alarms to almost any normal wolf, She wouldn't see the danger in any which way he could hurt her. "No, I told you, I don't need no one." Her neck raised to her next words with pride, "And ain't nothin' going to happen to me." Walk "Talk" Think

Noir would never admit he was wrong, so he would never say that he too felt like life alone was boring him. He craved the attention of other wolves too much, and maybe this encounter was inflating him a bit too much. Perhaps his hermitous life had mellowed him, or maybe the boredom of pure survival turned out to be the reason it was hard to say. She raced right into his trap though, she needed no one. She had no one, and whatever happened between them here, it would only be the pair of them that cared.

The Mammoth Destruction hid his grin at her words, but the fire in his eye wouldn’t be quenched. ”You think so?” He questioned as he aimed to intrude upon her space. Noir bared his pearly teeth as he loomed above her, he hesitated only a moment before amusing himself.

Noir aimed to move fast enough that he could reach down and grab the scruff of her neck and shake his head violently, hopefully rendering her unable to fight back and scarring her back so she couldn’t claim she was bored any longer.

Noir Destruction vs Viper for Minor Maim (scruff scarring)
Round 1/ 2?
Age: 1+
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Raven, Female - Flying
Skills: Expert Fighter & Expert Navigator
Specialty: N/A

You can take my heart, you can take my breath When you pry it from my cold, dead chest ________________________________________ As Noir closed the little space between them that was left, Viper wouldn't even flinch. As she didn't see her harm in entering someone's personal bubble, when someone did it to her she felt no fear or confining in it. Her neck craned slightly to keep his face in her view as he towered her. She was however extremely surprised when he dropped down and grabbed her scruff in a brutal fashion. Her smile turned into determination but still no terror that he sought to hurt her. She tried to pick up her front half from the ground to keep his threatening hold from injuring her too far (just as an attempt to keep him from maiming her now xD). Her paws reached out to want to place them on his chest and push to keep her balance on her hind legs. She was really unsure of if his attack was serious or if he was playing with her, but it was more clear as he thrashed his head around. He was big enough to toss her around like a rag doll but out of every childish behavior she showed, she was never a quitter and she wouldn't give in to him so easily. Her neck strained in an uncomfortable position, Viper attempted to reach out with her jaws herself, aiming to grab hold around his windpipe about halfway down his throat. Walk "Talk" Think Viper vs Noir for Maim (scruff scarring) Round 1/2 Age: Over 1 year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Advanced Fighter & Novice Hunter Specialty: N/A OOC:

She didn’t move as he pressed closer, good for him and bad for her. Noir couldn’t help the hint of a grin that played on his dark features before her struck her. He enjoyed the feeling of her surprise, and the struggle beneath his jaws as teeth sunk into flesh and he caught her. He shook his head but her efforts were enough that he didn’t feel his teeth rip her skin. She was fighting back, and that only brought him more excitement.

Like the creature she named herself after she reached around to bite him. The only way to end a viper was to take off its head. He hadn’t quite managed to do that so her teeth found purchase on his neck as she craned around. Noir tried to wrestle her to the ground before shaking his head violently once more.

Noir Destruction vs Viper for Minor Maim (scruff scarring)
Round 2/ 2
Age: 1+
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Raven, Female - Flying
Skills: Expert Fighter & Expert Navigator
Specialty: N/A

You can take my heart, you can take my breath When you pry it from my cold, dead chest ________________________________________ Viper found herself in a tough position since she was too comfortable with others in her space and let Noir have the advantage before his fight even started. She couldn't think of what to do with his strong grip on her and was having difficulty thinking in the moment. She was nearly hanging loosely in his grasp with mostly just her hind legs giving her support. She let her bite go before she went for her next move. Noir put pressure into her to get her pinned on the ground and in response she tried to give her back leg knees out and try to curl into a ball in hopes that when he brought her down she would now be slid under his body. It was for sure a weird battle, and she had to take the seconds as they came but she was no cry baby. Walk "Talk" Think Viper vs Noir for Maim (scruff scarring) Round 2/2 Age: Over 1 year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Advanced Fighter & Novice Hunter Specialty: N/A OOC:

And the winner is...

Noir	Viper must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Noir's maim was successful Totals: Viper: Adjusted: 41.4    94    33    9.9 Total: 205.05 Noir: Adjusted: 92.4    26.25    108    47.3 Total: 328.74

Noir pinned her to the ground and shook his head violently, inflicting enough damage to her scruff that he’d surely cause her a bit of scarring. He’d leave his mark on her, for no real reason beyond his desire to. To prove to her that she wasn’t as hot as she thought she was. ‘Nothing going to happen’ to her except for him. He chuckled deeply to himself as blood filled his mouth, and when his victory was assured Noir moved off of her. He attacked and maimed her for his own gratification, he’d leave her now for the same reason. ”Still sure you don’t need anyone? Seems you’re not as capable as you thought. Shame.”

The bright striped behemoth shook himself as he stepped away, adrenaline raced through him still. Noir side eyed her small frame as he smirked, content with his work of crushing her in the dirt. ”I really hoped I wasn’t going to be so disappointed.”

The massive brute shook her around like a rag doll yet she still didn't hold any fear inside of her. Pain for sure, a pain she had never felt before. But fear, no. Would should ever feel that emotion? He dropped her to the ground and it was hard for her to muster through the pulsating sting through her back and shoulders to a point she wouldn't really be able to stand. But still, she would try and shift to face the man, her front legs attempting to hold her up before she flopped back down to her chest. "No, I don't." referring to her needing someone. He may have severely injured and scarred her, but she didn't feel the need to go running back to mommy. She never would. And she thought she would never need the companionship. "I coulda had you." A lie though confidence still ran through her. In her mind perhaps if she weren't so small, or maybe if she hadn't given him the advantage in the beginning of the fight, she felt like she could have won. But she wouldn't forget her mistakes this time, though her mouth seemed to state otherwise. "I'll give it a go right now." Her face winced as she tried to stand again but to no success. Walk "Talk" Think

The chuckle that ran through his deep chest was dark in Noir’s amusement of her pitiful attempts to return to her feet. She had tenacity if not the talent and body mass to back her attitude up. The large Destruction brute circled around her, he was still interested but there was little else she could offer him now. ”Coulda, if you weren’t so weak.” He spit at her, suddenly reminded of his childhood. A time he didn’t enjoy thinking about, but now that he was able to lord over the wrecked little woman he felt like he was finally returning his revenge on Poem for humiliating him so long ago.

Noir laughed with more heart, but it was still a foreboding sign as she tried to stand and take him on once more. His laugh was cut off short as he returned to loom over her. He aimed to place one huge paw on her shoulder blades. Noir would press unfeelingly into the gaping wound that he’d given her as he leaned down to her ear. ”You’re nothing compared to me.” He growled in a whisper at her ear, his teeth just barely brushing the short fur of her delicate appendage.

The huge brute would snap his teeth at her ear and then as quickly as they’d met he’d leave her. Noir would turn to go, satisfied with his play toy and ready to go on to the next.

She showed no fear as he came back over her, and his response was in fact very insulting to her and boiling in her blood. She yelped under his paw but ended with a growl as if it would fend him off and protect her. Her eyes filled with anger and definitely void of fear. Though there was a part of her inside that knew he was superior she wouldn't let herself feel it or show him an once of submission. She was only pinned by his massive size and the fact that he had maimed her. Otherwise she would have been all back up in his business. The dark whisper wouldn't change her reaction, still anger and defiance swirling through her eyes as he turned to walk away. She wasn't able to get up and go after him, and probably wouldn't be able to for a while. It was a new pain she had never experienced. Though luckily the ugly scar that would fester wasn't something on her mind. Her appearance was something she never cared about and this wouldn't change that. -Exit Viper?- Walk "Talk" Think