Hattori very rarely ventured out to the battlefield, he simply had better uses of his time. And yet the season was cold, the chill seeping into the thickness of his dense bones and the only reliable way he knew to get rid of it was to spar. To get his limbs moving and heart racing. Donning his armour and weapons, Hattori gathered his companions and set out across the snowy terrain. The going was slower than he would have liked but he arrived in a reasonable time and was quick to get own to business.

Blood seeped through the snow, staining it red. He eyed the meandering tracks that criss-crossed the ground, even mid-winter this place was frequented a lot. He doubted he would have to wait long then.

Tilting his head back he called out for an opponent. Anyone would do.

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Perhaps Gilgamesh was stupid. Compared to so many wolves on Boreas, he was naked and somewhat inexperienced. Having little time to find armor to wrap around his legs or face, he still had no fear in challenging someone of tougher mettle. Yet, the more he fought, the more he learned. Still young in his years, he was ready to prove he was worthy of something one day. So for the time being, as winter waged a war on the north, the Battlefield was his home. Blood-stained snow was familiar to him as his own tracks ran across the ground. Sore and bruised, but mostly healed from his previous sparring, Gil was ready for another spar. Standing alone by what little means of water was left, it didn't take long for his yellow eyes to cross paths with a larger red-splotched wolf. A call rang from the muzzle and he knew he would answer. Noticing two companions and a black coat, he paused for a moment. Three on one? Could be interesting. He thought to himself. Approaching with long strides, he waited a few feet away. There was nothing to show that Gilgamesh would be a grand opponent. Aside from the scarring on his body, he wore no armor and had no intimidating battle partners at his side. Who would turn down an easy fight? "I'll accept," the rumble of his voice expelled frost from his lips as snow began to sprinkle around them.

Hattori turned, side eying his prospective opponent with a cold and knowing gaze. If he offered himself forth and was of sound mind the Shogun saw no reason to deny him. He shifted his stance and faced the loner proper, gaze unblinking as his companions moved forward to flank Hattori's sides. Perhaps it was overkill, but it was important to be familiar in fighting side by side. Practice made perfect.

Nodding in acknowledgement, Hattori made the first move.

He was quick to break into a dash, heavy paws leaving tracks in the snow as he closed the distance between them. Dipping his head down, Hattori brandished his horns in the hopes of ramming them point first into the meat of his chest.

Hattori vs Gilgamesh for spar
Round 1/2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Tanto
Defensive Battle Accessory: Shinobi cuirass
Companion 1: Asian Golden Cat, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Mountain hawk-eagle, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Akita, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Eagle talons - Offensive
Mutation 2: Antelope horns - Offensive
Mutation 3: Reinforced bones - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Cooperative

As the large male squared off with him, Gil noticed the horns brandishing the crest of his head. Well, that's new. The thought barely crossed his mind before powerful legs were pushing off toward him. Without a moment's notice, his own body was leaping into action. Realizing with wide yellow eyes that his opponent intended on using said horns as a weapon, he was going to try anything to prevent them from gouging his chest. On a dime as fresh snow scattered around them, his mottled body twisted. There was no escaping the attack, but he could at least decide where it went. One breath later, the air was being knocked from his lungs as a piercing pain shot through his right shoulder. Maybe there was a cracking noise, maybe it was just his teeth clacking together as his world went blind. Blinking harshly, he reacted quickly, knowing he had to do something or he'd lose. Taking advantage of the seconds where Hattori's horns were slicing into his skin, Gil leaned into it. Painful, yes, but it would be worth it if it bought him time. In the same motion, he raised his head, pulling back as his mouth opened. Hurriedly reaching back with teeth aiming straight for Hattori's ear, he hoped to make contact. While a weak attack, it might surprise the other enough to get him to back off. Gilgamesh vs Hattori for Spar Round 1/2 Age: Over 1 year Size: Large Build: Medium Skills: Intermediate Intellectual & Intermediate Fighter

His brain rocked around in his skull at the impact, blurring his vision as Hattori dug deep and pushed the feeling aside. In fights, he had a tendency to go numb, as though nothing but the actions and reactions counted. The hurt and wounds a sidelined effect to deal with later once all was said and done He briefly felt teeth latch onto his ear and he grimaced, head well hidden against the meat of the stranger's shoulder. The warmth of blood trickled down his forehead, he couldn't yank himself free even if he wanted to as it would leave him exposed and no doubt do damage to his ear.

Instead, Hattori twisted his head, barely minding the tug on his ear as his teeth made to grab at the loose skin of his throat. It would grant him full control over his movements and was a vulnerable enough spot that if he succeeded the loner would do well to submit.

Hattori vs Gilgamesh for spar
Round 2/2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Tanto
Defensive Battle Accessory: Shinobi cuirass
Companion 1: Asian Golden Cat, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Mountain hawk-eagle, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Akita, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Eagle talons - Offensive
Mutation 2: Antelope horns - Offensive
Mutation 3: Reinforced bones - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Cooperative

His hope for purchase was made clear as the copper flavor of fresh blood swelled over his tongue. Happy but also in pain as Hattori twisted his head to the side, Gil could feel his leg begin to give way. Feeling the horns twist inside his flesh, Gil grunted, moving his hips once more to twist away from the large male. The clack of teeth reaching for his throat made his eyes bulge for a moment. Pain gave way as Gil reacted. As Hattori's teeth bit down on the soft flesh of his neck, Gil reached up a paw. Splaying his toes apart, he attempted to smack at Hattori's face. In the meantime, his paws were struggling to back him up and away from Hattori. If he could create space between them, it would give him a moment to recollect or concede. Gilgamesh vs Hattori for Spar Round 2/2 Age: Over 1 year Size: Large Build: Medium Skills: Intermediate Intellectual & Intermediate Fighter

And the winner is...

HATTORI

GILGAMESH must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: HATTORI Attack Roll: 68 Defense Roll: 83 Agility Roll: 94 Perception Roll: 93 Total: 338 Attack[68] + 95% Bonus[64.60]: 132.60 Defense[83] + 20% Bonus[16.60]: 99.60 Agility[94] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 94.00 Perception[93] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 93.00 Total[419.20] + 25% Bonus[104.80]: 524.00 GILGAMESH Attack Roll: 80 Defense Roll: 100 Critical block! Agility Roll: 56 Perception Roll: 96 Total: 332 Attack[80] + 5% Bonus[4.00]: 84.00 Defense[100] + 5% Bonus[5.00]: 105.00 Agility[56] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 56.00 Perception[96] + 10% Bonus[9.60]: 105.60 Total[350.60] + 10% Bonus[35.06]: 385.66