Months had passed since the last kingdom the little brown wolf had hung around disbanded for the best, or maybe it was simply that she had decided to leave the boring life of living life on the outside of peaceful kingdoms. She had her fair share of demons that danced her head, lingering behind the ruined golden orbs that haunted the poor lupines frame, limiting her to the vision of the silhouettes of shapes and fuzziness of colors, though close enough and she could eventually pull a picture into view. The femme walked heavily on the wet terrain, cracked paw pads tearing at the turf below her as her long black claws puncturing the black dirt that held her onto the earth, pushing herself forward though her legs burned for a rest. She spent days upon days walking over many miles of the terrain this world had to give, though the picture of each place slowly diminishing as time moved on so painfully slow at times... She was ever so beautiful from afar, how her muscular frame moved so easily over the mossed ground, long dark pelt shimmering in the light as it leaked threw the overlying canopy that hid the forest floor than ran wild with vermin. A stunner though a closer look at the beaten and tattered fae definitely one a mother would pull their young in close when seen wandering alone, though it seemed the more ravenous days of the poor girl were far behind her, each old battle wound either hidden by the long dark coat or riddled upon her face, ears tattered and torn at the edges. Her fluffy brown audits flicking forward, head lifting from its lowered position as an ever so familiar scent filled the femmes black nostrils that flared ever so delicately, another of her kind? Her stride quickened as the smell made itself stronger and stronger; a curious wolf she was, though not the smartest choice all the time, it got her into quite a situation time and time again. Yet, she had made it this far, she had to be doing something right. Her tiny frame moved so quick as she trotted along weaving between the thickest of undergrowth and the large trunks of trees. It was weird how quiet she was for a blind wolf and all, how she managed to avoid stepping on large branches and crinkling leaves. Her long tassel floating behind her, littered with leaves and burrs that decided to attach themselves on her journey to the new lands. Only stopping as the tree-line ended, the feeling of the warm sun wrapping itself around her slim frame, blanketing the older wolf’s dark pelt in warmth, it sent such a tingly feeling through the faes frame. Her cranium lifting into the air as her large golden orbs scanned for the dark line of trees she knew couldn’t have been too far behind her, though that smell, it had gotten so strong? The one similar to herself had to be close, her small body snaking back into the treeline. Though did she ever know how well she hid from the ones around with her sweet scent staining the air around her, pushing it farther as the wind blew, she would never be truly as invisible as she felt... "speak"

Recluse wove confidently between the borders of her neighbouring packs, Lilith wrapped around her neck as she usually was, though she hovered her head closer to Recluse's ears than usual, it wasn't often after all that the light blind woman moved beyond the reaches of her pack during her biggest time of weakness, as such she also wore her bracers on her forelegs, a precaution but one easily over looked if one wasn't interested themselves in a fight. Not that Recluse was looking for a fight, it would be significantly harder for Lilith to guide her in that situation but she was eager to appear as though her timeline wasn't easy to exploit, laying her scent in well trafficked area during the day. But she had to admit it was a relief to find herself in the dimmer forest, moving from patches of shadow the canopy drew across the ground rather than moving from patches of sunlight. An unknown scent reached her, telling the woman that a stranger was walking somewhere ahead of her, and though she kept her ears perked she continued her easy ambling, not wishing to appear more on edge than one might assume of a wolf with full light visibility and waving her tail high over her rump, a sign of her dominance ever beyond her own borders. "Speech"

The blinded canine stood ever so still as her troublesome orbs moved over the blurred picture of land before her but to no prevail, it didn't take long for her to pinpoint the crinkling sound that arose from behind her, frame slowly turning as the sounds of movement filled those sensitive ears of hers as they cowardly flattened to her head, she was tired, for the days she had spent walking her legs felt as if they would fall from her body it was obvious the dark shewolf wasn't looking for a fight but rather to just pass along in peace falling under to whoever was to pass along. It's true what they say, when one sense goes the others grow stronger, well that's what it seemed, or simply it was just that she was left to rely on those senses. ears flicking forward then back as the light confident steps moved closer. The darkness of the overgrowth that lingered under the trees behind her didn't help much here as she attempted to find the source of the commotion, everything seeming to blend as one. Looking back at the lands she had once traveled it was internal panic as her black lips pulled exposing her tattered ivory, as her frame lowered dark pelt puffing along her spine, huffing to herself as the rustling grew louder. "speak"

Recluse paused the scent of another wolf, Lilith whispering in her ear. "There appears to be a woman in our path, she looks less than friendly, she's snarling." Recluse fought back the urge to sigh, instead she took a confident step forward. "Now is that any way to greet a stranger?" She asked, her tones silky smooth, her eyes roving for the shape in the shadows until she felt confident she was at least looking at the stranger, even if she couldn't literally see her. "I'd be careful if I were you dear, you don't know who you might bump into here... I hear there are packs in these woods that don't shy away from taking slaves. Someone might think your rude behavior needs addressing." She hissed, taking another confident step forwards, her tone clearly threatening, it was clear from her words that if the woman didn't back down that Recluse wouldn't hesitate to retaliate... and the punishment wouldn't be proportional to the crime. "Speech"

That sweet echoing voice that filled Addison's perked ears caused her whole body to shift ears falling flat to her skull in some sort of play of dominance as those much like the others' blinded eyes fell over the ghost-like figure that stood out from the dark terrain like a sore thumb. Her pulled lips fell as the voice radiated some sort of dominance that the little brown wolf fell victim to, her defensive ears falling cowardly even when the deep grumble continued to radiate from her throat. She didn't wake up this morning looking for a fight but if needed she would surely do enough to protect herself. It took her some time but not long for her eyes to focus on the black length moving along the white fluff of the other, her ears perked for a moment attention was taken away from the other canine locked onto the large creature that moved freely over the females back and neck. Only was the dark wolf snapped back into reality by the voice of the other. She didn't pay much attention to what spilled from the wolf's mouth only noticing each step closer and closer to herself, the broken cracking growl growing subtly louder in response. Her audits that only perked for a couple of seconds falling once again as her gaze drifted back up to the white blur of a face that seemed to be itching for some sort of fight as it came closer pulled in the chest. "Step carefully young one"

Recluse didn't need Lilith to dictate the growl that rose from the bitch's lungs and instantly she dropped to a defensive crouch, her tail flagging out behind her, ears pulling back flush against her skull, and her toes spreading to grip the earth. Once again she thanked her foresight to wear her braces out of the pack lands, she would need to start bringing her gauntlets as well... Oh well. Recluse felt Lilith drop from her shoulders, not wishing to be in the way and preparing to strike herself from a hidden location. "You've made your choice. Maybe some time in servitude will teach you some manners!" She hissed. Then Recluse lunged, her jaws parted. She couldn't rightly see much but knew well enough that the unknown woman was before her, the blurry shapes of a face approaching her quickly and she tilted and lowered her head, the blurry shape of a face was playing in front of her eyes and so she aimed to grab hold of the right side of the woman's muzzle, at the same time she lifted a forepaw, striking out, hoping to scratch dully at the woman's chest. Recluse Ithuriel-Klein vs Addison E. Garner for force claim Round 1/2 Age: Over a year 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"

It was when she felt the white faes claws drag across her chest pulling out small tufts of fur with the pitiful attempt, her growl rang out echoing between the pair and the small clearing in the trees they had seemed to stumble upon. Pulling her face back just quick enough for the white bitch to catch the brown wolfs lip and with a yank from the scruffy brown wolf, she pulled from the other's grip dragging the others sharp canine down the entirety of her maw causing a small amount of blood to trail down her lip gathering in a thick bead of blood that hung from her brown furs only for her pink tongue to expose itself lapping at the crimson fluid. Black nostrils flaring in rebellion 'who did this pathetic excuses of a wolf think she was?' The Petite cranium dropping closer to the ground taking a couple of steps back putting space between her and the other. Tainted golden orbs never leaving the silky white fae as her muscles rippled under her coat that was in reckoning for a bath as she slowly started off in a circle around the mutt, surely it would be a shame to have to mess with the pretty coat of the bitch. Addie unlike most wouldn't back down to a fight invited by another even if her opponent towered over her. That crackling growl had softened back into her normal agitated grumble as her small frame rounded the other canines hind and continuing forward on to complete the circle before starting another. Long unkept claws digging at the moss-covered terrain earth under her cracked paw pads, studying the aspects of the other only on the maybe third pass did her hind swing behind her away from the other tail tucking cowardly between her hinds as she went for the white blur's hind leg attempting to snag it enough to get some sort of grip, "Dirty Mutt"

Addison E. Garner vs Recluse Ithuriel-Klein for Freedom
Round 1/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Small
Build: Medium
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Navigator
Specialty: N/A

There was a thrill of satisfaction went through the woman as her fangs met flesh, even if it wasn't what she'd intended. Her opponent pulled herself free and Recluse paused, both because it was a little harder to fight when she was struggling to see but also because she was curious if this bitch had the strategy to back up her arrogance. The woman stood still as her opponent circled her, letting her do whatever it was she was doing, Recluse was almost bored, she'd hoped someone this ballsy to ignore her outright threat would... put up more of a fight? She could sense the woman hovering near her hindquarters on the third revolution and then she felt teeth wrap around her right hindleg, up to the hock. Recluse hissed, a pained grin spreading across her face. Her muscles coiled, pulling tight and then releasing as Recluse kicked out, hoping to slam her paw into the woman's jaw, or even just slide her hindleg into the back of the woman's mouth and force a release. As the woman had circled Lilith had slid under the albino woman, watching carefully, tongue flicking and now that Recluse was in the woman's grasp the snake darted forward, her fangs unfolding from the roof of her mouth as she aimed to bite as Addison's left toes, no venom but a sharp bite if she landed. Recluse Ithuriel-Klein vs Addison E. Garner for Force Claim Round 2/2 Age: Over 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"

Addison growled out from under the bitch as she thrashed in her pathetic grasp, only causing the femmes grip on the hind leg to grow tighter, puncturing the tender flesh just enough to cause a small crater where her razor-like ivories held the she-wolf's lower leg tight, letting it leak the tiny amounts of blood that stained the others white fur and the tips of Addies discolored teeth. She groaned out as she sat there taking the blows to the face grunting as she was thudded across her jaw and cheeks multiple times by the frantic paws of the white canine she held tight between her locking jaws. Her eyes closed as she attempted to keep herself from being blinded anymore than she already was, it was only when a sharp pain ran threw her foot did her eyes peel open releasing the bitch as she yelped out in pain taking a few steps before noticing the creator of the stinging pain. Grasping the black length of the scaled animal between her jaws and yanking it on it roughly till it finally decided to release her paw, in a frantic panic she swung her frame flinging the long snake threw the air until it landed in a patch of covered ground not more than 30 feet away. Her dark torn audits flattening against her skull as she looked over at the female that she made sure to keep distance between, this one was nuts. "What?"

Addison E. Garner vs Recluse Ithuriel-Klein for Freedom
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Small
Build: Medium
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Navigator
Specialty: N/A

And the winner is...

ADDISON

RECLUSE must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Addison has won her freedom! Totals: Adjusted rolls: 73.7 65.55 52.5 7.7 RECLUSE'S total is.. 239.34 Adjusted rolls: 91.35 67 42 93 ADDISON'S total is.. 249.35

The bitch grabbed Lilith and tossed her! Recluse snarled and lunged forward to try and snap her jaws closed right in front of the woman's nose. "Get the fuck out of my sight." She hissed, conceding in her own way. Then she prowled past the woman until she stood over top of the prone form of her companion. Lilith was shaking herself off, sluggishly slithering up Recluse's legs. "You better hope I don't see you again." She hissed before prowling off into the woods to nurse her wounds... and wounded ego. She vowed she'd not let the bitch get away with this defeat if she ever ran into her again, filing her scent away in her mind so she'd never forget her. -Exit Recluse- "Speech"