Lukina was excited to get the invite to a party but also really nervous. She hadn't had a chance to hang out with many wolves close her age except for Bog. However, she did want to do something special for her birthday and as the party happened to fall right on her birthday she felt like it was a sign that she could go. Eager to get to know some others while keeping herself busy she signed up for the spars as well as the races. When it was her turn to go Lukina hopped into the ring and waited for her opponent to appear. She rolled her shoulders and stretched a little as she waited, hoping not to make an idiot of herself in front of all the other yearlings.

Without the boundaries of a pack, it felt right to make more of an effort to mingle with others. So being invited to a party by a kestrel that swooped in from above seemed like as good a plan as any. There had been explicit instructions that companion animals not be invited to any fights, though the young prophet felt painfully aware of how alone he was whenever she left. So, he'd decided to simply park her elsewhere while he fought. In this case, night had officially fallen, and they'd all wandered away from the bonfire to set up for their brawls. Having only recently come to the realization that he wanted to pursue an interest in fighting, the violet dappled boy felt very out of his element. Facing off against a similarly sized fae, without an ounce of colour to her coat or skin, he could tell he was about to be pummeled into the ground. Well, he wouldn't learn if he never tried.

With a polite dip of his head to the pale girl, he sought to square his shoulders and arrange his limbs equidistant to one another. "I'm afraid I don't know much about fighting, I would like to apologize in advance if I accidentally hurt you more than intended." he spoke softly, his deep and gentle tones well suited to his waifish, angular body. Dark ears flattened against his skull, and his tail flagged out parallel to his spine. He'd spied on more than enough training sessions within Ashen to remember some of the methods from the warriors, though putting them into practice was another matter entirely. Baring his long, smooth fangs and lowering his head between his narrow shoulders, he took a moment to consider whether he ought to make the first move. Well, she had been kind enough to wait, so why keep her standing there?

Pushing off with his hind legs, he lunged towards her with his jaws still shut. The problem with his long fangs was that they could do some real harm, and in a friendly spar he didn't want to potentially maim someone. Thus, he would use them less for puncturing flesh and more for gouging, as he intended to do now. A slight strafe to his right would hopefully bring him up alongside Lukina, and he would tip his muzzle towards her with the intent of slashing her left flank, over the ribs and just behind the shoulder with his upper left fang. As he did so, his left forepaw would extend with the intent of bringing some of his weight down on the toes of her left hind leg- not enough to break, but enough to bruise at the very least.

Pontifex vs Lukina for Party Spar

Round 1/?

Age: 1+ year

Size: Extra large

Build: Light

Mutation 1: Sabre Fangs - Offensive

Skills: Advanced Intellectual & Beginner Fighter

"Pontifex" || "Hallux" || "others"

Lukina fidgeted with nerves when it was her turn to step into the fighting ring. She hadn't practices sparring in a long time, especially against someone her own age. A large, violet-hued male was to be her opponent and he apologized in advance if he seriously hurt her. Lukina put on a brave face, her fur fluffing up. "Don't worry, I'm tough!" She then swiftly set her defenses, making sure to tuck her tail and pin her ears so she didn't lose either appendage in this fight. The boy charged and slipped to her left. She swiftly pivoted her hind legs back behind her, bringing her left side mostly out of reach. Though she still had a bit to learn in speed for the boy's fangs nicked her side, drawing blood out onto her snow white fur. Lukina was quick to respond, her claws were out and she slashed at the boy, seeking to drag her claws down his left side in retaliation, right behind his left arm from top to bottom.

Lukina vs Pontifex for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Mutation 1: Feline claws - Offensive
Skills: Master Healer & Master Fighter

His sharp fangs managed to score lightly over her flank, but not by much. She had shifted her hips to the side, and thus pulled her flank just out of reach for him to really do any damage. Distracted by the effort of planning his next move, he didn't notice her paws extending until it was too late. Wickedly curved claws raked over his left flank, near the delicate skin of his armpit. Hissing a sharp breath between his teeth, he let his momentum carry him forward without putting more space between himself and those deadly claws. The painted yearling ignored the stinging gouges in his flank as he leaned his left shoulder forward in his next stride, aiming to close some of that distance between her hind end and his body. Should he manage to shorten some of that gap, the dark furred wraith extended his front left leg and reached for her left hind leg. His goal was to hook his wrist and paw through the inside of her leg, catching it around the heel and potentially throwing her off balance with a quick, sharp pull on that grip.

Now, the boy had tucked his tail tightly against his rump to protect his more vulnerable parts from her potential attack from behind. He kept his ears tight against his head, wary of what the pale fae might be thinking. In another ploy to make use of his gifts from God, the boy parted his jaws and attempted to sink his long fangs into the girl's thigh if it was still held in his grip. Should she have dodged out of the way yet again, he'd be lucky to get another graze of his teeth in, but he knew well enough that he was outmatched. Now it was just a matter of keeping himself mostly intact as she made her next move. Pontifex kept his joints loosely bent, and thus his centre of gravity a bit lower than usual to improve his stability. However, that only offered so much protection since his back was entirely exposed now. He ought to have thought this one through a bit more, shouldn't he?

Pontifex vs Lukina for Party? Spar

Round 2/2

Age: 1+ year

Size: Extra large

Build: Light

Mutation 1: Saber fangs - offensive

Skills: Advanced Intellectual & Beginner Fighter

"Pontifex" || "Hallux" || "others"

Lukina grinned as her sharp claws clipped the boy's side and she was able to draw blood. Keeping her ears pinned to her head and her tail tucked she tensed as the boy shifted. She was expecting his jaws but not his paws. His foreleg wrapped around her hind and with a powerful motion jerked it out from under her and sent her sprawling onto her side. Lukina was only slightly fazed however, she landed on her side or back often when sparing her older cousin and while it was a vulnerable position for most wolves she had her claws to help her. With her hind claws fully extended she bunny kicked hard at Pont's nose, seeking to strike him as he came in to bite, hoping she could counter his fangs before the did her more damage.

Lukina vs Pontifex for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Mutation 1: Feline claws - Offensive
Skills: Master Healer & Master Fighter

And the winner is...

Lukina

Pontifex must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Pontifex: Attack Roll: 79 Defense Roll: 37 Agility Roll: 26 Perception Roll: 1 Critical fail! Total: 143 Attack[79] + 10% Bonus[7.90]: 86.90 Defense[37] + 5% Bonus[1.85]: 38.85 Agility[26] + 5% Bonus[1.30]: 27.30 Perception[1] + 15% Bonus[0.15]: 1.15 Total[154.20] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 154.20 Lukina: Attack Roll: 11 Defense Roll: 55 Agility Roll: 26 Perception Roll: 51 Total: 143 Attack[11] + 15% Bonus[1.65]: 12.65 Defense[55] + 30% Bonus[16.50]: 71.50 Agility[26] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 26.00 Perception[51] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 51.00 Total[161.15] + 25% Bonus[40.29]: 201.44