Kione was all about speed.  It was speed, boldness, and reckless desire for blood that let him win battles against large predators on his own.  In this battle it would be speed.  The wolf aimed for his scruff, Kione darted his head out of the way faster than she could grab a solid hold of it.  His teeth flashed out to grab her neck that would have been so close to his.  Jaw’s bit down yet again lacking any force, just enough to prove he could have bit dangerously deeper.

Quickly he let go, “Snippy snap, you woulda bled out,” stated with a little jingle in the words.  “You lose.”  Kione was attempting to not truly damage and would have to go with her honor of accepting it was a loss.  The dog may not seem impressive to wolves but the wild dogs teeth were powerful things that could easily crush bone, much less her throat.


Kione caught sight of his next victim as he left Imperia and ran towards Naraca who had apparently just beat Belladonna.  He was charging straight for her with a roguish grin on his face and the light of sheer enjoyment in his eyes.  No doubting his intent to attack!

Kione vs Naraca for Dominance
Round 0/2
Age:over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather collar
Companion 1: Tibetan Mastiff, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Tibetan Mastiff, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Intermediate Navigator
Specialty: Berserker

"Kione"

The next thing Ara knew, she was winning her fight and another Fenmyre wolf was on her before she could catch her breath. Laughing, she rolled on the balls of her feet, and eyed the dog-like creature charging her down. He was a short-dry in comparison to Ara, and she lowered her shiny antlers to give herself some breathing room.

“Hey sandbar, let a girl catch her breath!” she laughed, eyeing him over her lowered head. Keeping her antlers between them as much as she could as she tried to get a read on this newest Fenmyre… creature. Whatever he was.

Naráca vs Kione for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spikey horn wrappings
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather calf coverings
Mutation 1: Horns - Offensive
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Hunter

"Naráca Mendacium"

The lowered antlers had Kione pick up his speed for a stride but then he slowed at her words.  Heck, the guy even paused, a big ol’ grin on his lips.  Mentally he did a quick count – one, two, three.  That was here chance! It was a real one and he had lost the advantage of a full-on charge.  “Done,”  That was her warning.

He had a training lesson with a horned wolf to get a feel for how they might fight.  One of the details had been about what one might do when the head was down to show off the horns.  Sure enough, getting in on that lesson with the other wolves had been worthwhile. Kione didn’t run straight at Naraca, instead of running around her.  He would aim for almost an entire circle about her.  With her horns out straight her eyes were lower and it limited how quickly her eyes could keep up.

The african wild dog had started running about her from her left side and would try to bite her right front shoulder from behind.  His bites were gentle things in this, little more than nips to show what he could have done.  So even if he connected there would be hardly any pain to it, just the pressure to prove it could have sunk his teeth in.

Kione vs Naraca for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather collar
Companion 1: Tibetan Mastiff, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Tibetan Mastiff, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Intermediate Navigator
Specialty: Berserker

"Kione"

Her antlers shook a little with the rise and fall of her laughter. A little breathless still, but she managed to catch it. The stranger clearly waited for her to do exactly that, sharing a grin on his own maw. He even gave her a heads up when her time was up! Giving her a quick warning. Her appreciation of the stranger grew. He might not be a wolf, but he was kind of adorable, she wasn’t going to lie.

Instead of coming at the antlers, he began to circle around her, and she swivelled, trying to keep him in her line of sight. “What, ‘fraid of a sharp little kiss?” she teased as he wiped around her. Too fast! She turned, but not quickly enough as he landed a love bite on her shoulder. She tried to smack her elbow into any soft spots she could find, already turning her antlers around towards him/

Naráca vs Kione for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spikey horn wrappings
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather calf coverings
Mutation 1: Horns - Offensive
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Hunter

"Naráca Mendacium"

Kione was happy to joke and laugh but now that he started the fight the mocking reply would have to wait until afterward.  Kione got an elbow in his cheek for a response. That wasn’t the real threat though.  The long pointy antlers were a nuisance to avoid.  Kione jerked his head back, feeling the breeze of antlers across his chest, even a tickle of them against the skin.  Heh, good thing no deeper.  He wasn’t sure how much she could avoid cutting with those things.

Kione lunged forward after dancing back. His front paws left the ground as he reached to grab for the base of her antlers.  Where the head and antlers go directs every other part of the body.  If he manages to bite the antler one of his paws aims to land on her muzzle, the other held aloft, ready to catch himself should he need to dart away.  If he could get a good hold of her this way it should be a win with almost no injury to either one of them.

Kione vs Naraca for dominance
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather collar
Companion 1: Tibetan Mastiff, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Tibetan Mastiff, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Intermediate Navigator
Specialty: Berserker


"Kione"

And the winner is...

Kione

Naráca must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Kione: Attack Roll: 50 Defense Roll: 69 Agility Roll: 42 Perception Roll: 49 Total: 210 Attack[50] + 55% Bonus[27.50]: 77.50 Defense[69] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 69.00 Agility[42] + 15% Bonus[6.30]: 48.30 Perception[49] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 49.00 Total[243.80] + 25% Bonus[60.95]: 304.75 Naráca: Attack Roll: 79 Defense Roll: 16 Agility Roll: 66 Perception Roll: 60 Total: 221 Attack[79] + 20% Bonus[15.80]: 94.80 Defense[16] + 15% Bonus[2.40]: 18.40 Agility[66] + 5% Bonus[3.30]: 69.30 Perception[60] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 60.00 Total[242.50] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 242.50

Ciná's shoulder did connect with the equally large man's shoulder and his teeth did catch the man's scruff to get a hold on his new opponent, but the down side to that was that he was very much in the line of fire when it came to the other's attacks. There wasn't much way to avoid the way the other brute threw his head back, jabbing the pointed ends of his ram horns toward his cheek. He shifted his head away enough to avoid the worst of it, but one did leave a shallow gouge and probably some bruising in its wake. He was too distracted by the swinging of the man's head to notice him lifting his paw as well and gave a grunt of pain around the mouth full of his scruff as the Elysium male's paw clipped a couple of his toes, no doubt bruising them and hitting a nerve that sent a jolt of pain up his leg.

Cináed bit down harder around the part of the other man's scruff, partially to keep a firm hold on him and partially out of reflex from the wincing he was doing after the hits he took, and with that grip tried to pull the man to the ground. He jerked backward, throwing his weight into it and pulling to his right so try and pull the other man over. He lifted his now slightly injured paw and tried to kick at the man's left foreleg as well in an effort to weaken his stance and make him easier to knock over. Since they were pretty evenly matched as far as physical aspects went he wasn't sure if he'd have any luck, but he could hope that maybe the man's blindness would throw off his balance enough to go in his favor.

Cináed vs Poe for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked chest plate
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced leather bracers
Companion 1: Black hawk, Male - Flying - Boosted
Companion 2: Tibetan Mastiff, Male - Battle
Skills: Expert Fighter & Expert Intellectual

"Cináed Praetor"

As the sharp points of the dark horns collided with the soft flesh of the other wolf's face, he felt the grip on his nape tighten as the teeth sunk deeper into the thick skin. Blood welled up and spilled in hot rivulets down his neck, slowly soaking into the fur of his ruff. His paw managed to slam down on the ends of a few toes, and it only seemed to force the young male's fangs deeper into his flesh. The edges of his lips curled in vicious delight, barely noticeable amidst the contortions of his features into a gruesome snarl. This was quite fun, even if he could see a damned thing that was going on around him. Being able to smell the blood, hear the growling and snapping of teeth, it was just as thrilling. Then came the sharp tug of those same teeth in his scruff pulling him up and to his left, seeking to toss him off balance and to the ground. The paw he had just smashed his weight into clipped his left elbow on the outer portion of his leg, and pushed enough weight against it that he felt the joint start to buckle. Well.. if the boy wanted him to go down, he would go. But not nicely. Making use of the stable footing of his right foreleg and the coiled muscles in his thighs, he threw his weight towards the younger male. This was going to tear his neck even more, and there was a good chance it would take ages to heal, but there wasn't much to be done about that. There wasn't much in the way of a plan, only to throw his body weight into the younger male's chest as he tried to wrestle him to the ground. In theory, the sudden collision of his own body, with all of that growing momentum, would probably work in his favour and land him on top of the boy as they both toppled. Left shoulder folding downward, in range to hit the lower chest of his opponent as he shoved his body left and down. He tossed his head back one more time, a weak thrust of pointed horns intended only to do a little extra damage if they happened to hit anything on his way down. Perhaps this was a losing battle, but fuck if he wasn't having fun while he was at it. Poe vs Cinaed for Dominance Round 2/2 Age: 1+ years Size: Dire wolf Build: Heavy Mutation 1: Horns - Offensive Disability: Total Blindness - Temporary Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Intermediate Hunter speech

And the winner is...

Cináed

Poe must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Cináed : Attack Roll: 98 Defense Roll: 19 Agility Roll: 85 Perception Roll: 3 Total: 205 Attack[98] + 35% Bonus[34.30]: 132.30 Defense[19] + 10% Bonus[1.90]: 20.90 Agility[85] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 85.00 Perception[3] + 40% Bonus[1.20]: 4.20 Total[242.40] + 20% Bonus[48.48]: 290.88 Poe: Attack Roll: 58 Defense Roll: 66 Agility Roll: 36 Perception Roll: 36 Total: 196 Attack[58] + 30% Bonus[17.40]: 75.40 Defense[66] + 5% Bonus[3.30]: 69.30 Agility[36] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 36.00 Perception[36] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 36.00 Total[216.70] + -20% Bonus[-43.34]: 173.36

FENMYRE has won the raid!!!