Calypso had finished her adventure, sprinted down from the abandoned central building and back onto the shore to crash into the titanic form of her grandfather. "Did you see how fast I was? I'm sooo fast, right? Faster then Levi too, I bet!" Calypso wrapped her paws around Sirius' limb, snuggling the side of her head into his plush fur as she spoke. The dim glow of her markings began to beat slower as her body began to relax against the alpha, but brightened and took up a rapid pace once more as her train of thought continued. "I bet I'm even faster then you! You can't be super strong and super fast, can you? I don't think you can, and you are definitely super strong so you can't be fast." She released his limb, planting all four of her paws upon the sand and dancing her weight between them excitedly. "Oh, please, grandpa? pleaaaase? Will you race me?"

Word Count: 162

"Speech"

The Warlord laughed softly, turning to catch her as he heard the young girl storming towards him. She landed in his paws, snuggling his limb and he gently supported her weight. “I bet you're the fastest wolf in the world” he agreed lightly, enjoying his time with the young girl. This had been a good idea. Her desire to explore was contagious, and she had been a treasure to take with him to the isle.

Her lightly beating glow seemed to indicate relaxation and he licked her forehead and grinned, amused at the strange phenomenon of her glowing body. She was going to hate it so much when puberty hit.

“You think you can beat your old grandpa? Alright then, you're on” he agreed, planting his own paws on the sand beside her. “Start the countdown, Callie”


Word Count: 143
Total: 305


"Sirius Fatalis"

Sirius accepted her challenge with exactly the puppy-loving way she'd come to expect from him, as well as giving her the ability to do the countdown. Adventures with grandparents were the best and they always seemed to treat her like an adult and not a baby. Calypso grinned up at the charcoal man, dancing her way across the sand until she found a flat spot to draw her starting line. "Okay, we start here." She instructed him. "And then we race to...." The pup's voice fell off as she thought, examining the shore and trying to estimate where her stamina would fall off. "That third tree, 'kay?" Once she was sure her grandpa understood the rules, she grabbed his paw with her tinier ones and lead him to the line, standing astride him and facing out into the racetrack.

"Ready.." She crouched low into the sand, flexing her paws and feeling how her claws sliced through the silica. "Set..." Her ears flattened against her skull, her maw stretching in a wide excited grin. Her tail flagged out behind her, a beacon of flashing hues of fire displaying her excitement for the world to see. "GO!" Calypso took off, leaning into her stride and galloping across the sand towards the finish-tree.

Calypso vs Sirius for Race
Round 1/?
Age: under 6 months
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Skills: Novice Fighter & Advanced Navigator

Word Count: 506
"Speech"

Callie was quick to grow her challenge into something real. Their lunch that he had laid out for them back on the grass lay forgotten. Bas the cat laying on the skin by the food. Keeping watch over it with a lazy posture, enjoying the heat of the day. At least no scavangers would take their meal before they could get to it.

Turning his attention back to Calli, he found her picking a starting point for them. Not, where he had started to bunch his muscles. This wasn’t completely a spur of the moment race. It seemed Callie wanted to make this more official, drawing a line in the sand with a paw. He gave her some time to pick her sights on something, seeing the way she examined the land around them. That was good, it was good to be observative. “Third tree,” he agreed with a sharp nod “Got it” it took him only a moment to move into place behind her line. His giant paws casting her into shadows as she settled in beside him. He didn’t really want to beat the little flame wolf, but he had to make it look realistic. Make it a real challenge for her.

He crouched, bunching his muscles as she began her countdown, wiggling his brows if she happened to look his way. And then they were off! Sprinting across the land as he tried to keep pace with the quick little flame and not outpace her. Keeping his sights on the third tree she had indicated as their end point.

Sirius vs Callie for Race
Round 1/2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Bloodletter

Word Count: 266
Total: 772

"Sirius Fatalis"

Calypso was taking the race as serious as she possibly could, overextending her neck to run hard and fast across the sand. She could hear the telltale heavy steps of the direwolf that ran astride her, though she could not take her eyes off her finish line prize long enough to glance across and see whether or not he was beating her. The course sand bunched inside her paw pads uncomfortably, but Calypso was determined to see her grandfather the loser at the end of their friendly match. Competition was fun!

The tree was nearing quickly and Calypso's tiny body was beginning to tire. Her heart pounded hard with exertion, flashing bright colors rapidly across her frame as she ran. Her paws felt to be as on fire as the markings upon them made them look to be, but the race was nearly over and she had to find that hidden cache of energy from within her to not see herself made into a loser. Just a few more strides, and...

Calypso vs Sirius for Race
Round 2/2
Age: under 6 months
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Skills: Novice Fighter & Advanced Navigator

Word Count: 944
"Speech"

She was a serious young pup, determined and focused. He thought well of her for it, her competitive streak would get her far within the Armada. He let out a whoop of delight as he shoved another burst of speed on, determined to make a good show of it to the much smaller wolf beside him.

The tree approached fast, the island a blur around them as they dashed along, the pounding of their paws on the sand and the sounds of their determined breaths was the music around them. Almost there, almost there… Whoever won, the Warlord knew he wouldn’t have left Callie feeling like he let her win.

Sirius vs Callie for Race
Round 2/2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Bloodletter

Total: 1,054

"Sirius Fatalis"

And the winner is...

Sirius

Calypso must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Calypso: Speed Roll: 95 Stamina Roll: 8 Balance Roll: 61 Total: 164 Speed[95] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 95.00 Stamina[8] + 10% Bonus[0.80]: 8.80 Balance[61] + 5% Bonus[3.05]: 64.05 Total[167.85] + -15% Bonus[-25.18]: 142.67 Sirius: Speed Roll: 55 Stamina Roll: 97 Balance Roll: 100 Total: 252 Speed[55] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 55.00 Stamina[97] + 10% Bonus[9.70]: 106.70 Balance[100] + 5% Bonus[5.00]: 105.00 Total[266.70] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 266.70