Aryn was not prepared for how swiftly the woman would be able to adjust and intercept her strike, and by the time the splayed jaws were coming down upon her, Aryn was already too committed to the movement to pull back and dodge. She did the only thing she could, twisting her neck sharply to the right. In doing so she ensured she would be able to still attempt her bite upon the woman's chest, but that Pyralis' fangs could not reach both eyes.

She felt the tear of flesh on her brow and down the bridge of her muzzle, a pain that was deep and shocking, but to one who had been injured so infrequently it was difficult for her to determine how permanent the wound would be. Aryn whined, swallowed the wave of nausea that followed, and focused only upon landing her own blow to the pirate's chest. From behind, her dik-dik joined the fight. Small but mighty, the deer maneuvered to Pyralis' rear leg and aimed a backwards kick at her heel, hoping to distract the wolf enough to turn the tide of battle for his owner.

Aryn vs Pyralis for Minor Maim (Chest Scarring)
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Rock
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced leather chestpiece
Companion 1: Dik-dik, Male - Battle - Boosted
Mutation 1: Roe Deer Antlers - Offensive
Skills: Master Hunter & Expert Fighter

Modesty kinda regretted not getting to know this side of the family better, maybe if she had she’d have some playful banter to throw back and forth, but her self-interest had prevented her from achieving that (yet). Maybe if she had, she would have more places to dump her pesky kids.

A chuckle left her chest as the pale wolf barrelled towards her, he was in for a spiky surprise. Long quills bristled across her nape and shoulders and she lowered her antlered head to meet his charge. It wasn’t like she wanted to take out anyone’s eye, she just hoped to take her own glittering paw adornments and use Ghoul’s momentum to knock him off balance, maybe drop her own weight down and make him eat dirt...

If only she had learned how to fight properly.

“Speech.”

They said that I got to keep it sweet

Modesty vs Ghoul for spar
Round 1/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked rings
Defensive Battle Accessory: Saddlebags
Companion 1: Brahminy Kite, Male - Flying
Companion 2: Jackalope, male - Battle
Mutation 1: Quills - Defensive
Mutation 2: Muntjac antlers - Offensive
Skills: Expert Navigator & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Bard

Man, he sure was in for a surprise. Too eager to barrel into the woman to notice that she had sharp, pointy quills now bristling from her coat. Of course, he had noticed the horns sticking out of the top of her skull, but that really didn't concern him. He may be a thiccc boi, but he wasn't fat. Just as his shoulder began to feel the prick of her quills digging into his skin, he made to lean out of the way of her horns coming straight for his eye. Losing most of his tail hadn't been an issue but blinding himself would be a whole different situation.

Just when he stepped to the side, all hopes of avoiding the most dangerous parts of her, he felt his weight begin to slip. A moment of panic raced through him as he realized that the ground beneath his paws was a tad slippier than he realized. Recent spring rains could do that to volcanic rock, ya know? There was no choice but for him to fall and maybe thankfully he was falling toward Modesty. Avoiding the jab of her horns, he couldn't avoid her quills altogether. Falling forward as one sometimes does when they lose their balance, he went to reach out and bite at her side. Any purchase on her skin would please the boy.

In the act of doing so, he twisted his head toward the side for a better aim at her body. During the fluster of trying to keep his wits about him, he forgot to keep his ears pinned. For now, Ghoul wouldn't notice, but later he would feel the pain of a hole being cleanly torn through his ear by one of her quills. Oops.

G H O U L

Ghoul vs Modesty for Dominance (Raid)
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Claw gloves
Defensive Battle Accessory: Wolf skull mask
Companion 1: Albino dwarf caiman, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Albino dwarf caiman, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Albino dwarf caiman, Male - Battle
Skills: Expert Hunter & Master Fighter
Specialty: Relentless

Fights were breaking up all around her, some with Habari in favor and others the intruders. She was happy to see that a lot of her siblings were still going strong, even if it meant that she was thinking somewhat fondly of them. While she might not exactly be mortified if all of her siblings mysteriously disappeared and left her as the only present one, she certainly didn't want them dying in their own home in the jaws of some stranger.

She wasn't left waiting long before a man began circling her cautiously. Her teeth gripped into her staff, certainly leaving teeth marks as her tail flagged behind her in warning. Had her jaws been stronger, his words would've snapped her staff in half, but she wasn't given much of a chance to respond (not that she wanted to put her staff down so that she could respond) before the older man came in close with sharp teeth and fangs. Her legs braced for impact on his approach, spreading out evenly and widely while her cat claws dug into the earth for traction. With a growl she tilted her head to send the heavy, larger end of the staff down quickly towards her forepaws with the intention of blocking her throat with timing, or if she was really lucky knocking him with some part of it as he got too close.

"Speech!"

Widow vs Gilgamesh for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Witches staff
Defensive Battle Accessory: Hooded cloak
Companion 1: Common raven, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Domestic short-haired cat, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat claws - offensive
Skills: Expert Fighter & Novice Intellectual


Art © Ulfeid3 & Code © Skelle 2022

All You Have Is Your Fire...

Fangs dug into the center of her chest but Pyr relished in the pain, especially since the close proximity and price she had to pay for it meant her own attack landed. While it wasn't exactly as she planned she savored the rush as her fangs sliced through the woman's face. She wasn't in a position to get a good grip so she pushed forward, kicking off with her back legs as she attempted to ram her chest into Aryn's muzzle, willing to take the damage if she could jar the woman's neck. At the same time her fangs lunged for Aryn's left ear as she attempted to snap her jaws shut over it. Unwittingly as she surged forward she brought her hind legs out of range of the companion's kick. Her own companion, Alkali swiftly dove down, talons extended as it tried to seize the dik dik's face.

Pyralis vs Aryn for Maim (facial scarring)
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Leather bracers with blades
Defensive Battle Accessory: Studded leather armor with cowl
Companion 1: Harris Hawk, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Potoo, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Navigator & Master Fighter
Specialty: Saboteur
(Bard in group)

It seemed to come as a shock to the boy that she was sporting quills and she supposed it wasn’t a surprise. They were translucent and with her longer fur, courtesy of the bath bomb concoction, they were harder to see than ever unless she bristled. Aiding her cause the ground was slippery underfoot and the boy stumbled, but things were moving too quickly for her to realise she had managed to give him a complementary piercing.

Teeth found purchase in her flank, just forward of the saddlebags that rested over her hips and she growled indignantly in response, aiming her own teeth towards the slightly smaller wolf’s hip in retaliation, bringing her foreleg in to attempt a sweep at his back legs.

“Speech.”

They said that I got to keep it sweet

Modesty vs Ghoul for spar
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked rings
Defensive Battle Accessory: Saddlebags
Companion 1: Brahminy Kite, Male - Flying
Companion 2: Jackalope, male - Battle
Mutation 1: Quills - Defensive
Mutation 2: Muntjac antlers - Offensive
Skills: Expert Navigator & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Bard

Light on his paws with his yellow goat eyes watching her every move, Gil saw the staff. Swinging toward him with the intention to block his attack, he skidded to a halt. Spraying dirt toward the shadow girl, the staff barely missed striking his toes. Pressing his ears against his skull with lips pulled up in a snarl, he took a few steps back. Realizing now that the girl had actually practiced combat with the damn stick instead of just carrying it around, his trajectory would have to be more calculated.

As he began circling her once more, shoulders hunched and head low, he heard the screech of his faithful owl, Erish. Taking a moment to glance up at her, grabbing her attention, he smirked as she began to dive. The sooty barn owl would aim for Widow's face, swooping in and out as a mere distraction, screeching and crying the whole time. While he let his companion do some work, Gil circled round toward Widow's haunches. Hoping that she would be too entangled with trying to keep the taloned bird from pulling her eyes out, Gil aimed to bite down on Widow's rear left leg. Quick and easy, dart in and out, hoping for enough damage to leave the girl limping for awhile.

Gilgamesh vs Widow for Dominance (Raid)
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Gold chainmail cuirass
Companion 1: Barn Owl, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Wolverine, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Crystal spines - Defensive
Mutation 2: Tufted deer fangs - Offensive
Skills: Master Intellectual & Master Fighter
Specialty: Blessed

CODE BY SHELBY

And the winner is...

SPARROW

MISERY must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: SPARROW Attack Roll: 44 Defense Roll: 48 Agility Roll: 85 Perception Roll: 63 Total: 240 Attack[44] + 90% Bonus[39.60]: 83.60 Defense[48] + 25% Bonus[12.00]: 60.00 Agility[85] + 25% Bonus[21.25]: 106.25 Perception[63] + 20% Bonus[12.60]: 75.60 Total[325.45] + 35% Bonus[113.91]: 439.36 MISERY Attack Roll: 56 Defense Roll: 56 Agility Roll: 82 Perception Roll: 35 Total: 229 Attack[56] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 56.00 Defense[56] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 56.00 Agility[82] + 10% Bonus[8.20]: 90.20 Perception[35] + 20% Bonus[7.00]: 42.00 Total[244.20] + 10% Bonus[24.42]: 268.62

And the winner is...

Pyralis

Aryn must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Pyralis' maim is successful." Totals: Aryn : Attack Roll: 67 Defense Roll: 21 Agility Roll: 55 Perception Roll: 46 Total: 189 Attack[67] + 60% Bonus[40.20]: 107.20 Defense[21] + 10% Bonus[2.10]: 23.10 Agility[55] + 5% Bonus[2.75]: 57.75 Perception[46] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 46.00 Total[234.05] + 20% Bonus[46.81]: 280.86 Pyralis: Attack Roll: 55 Defense Roll: 34 Agility Roll: 89 Perception Roll: 65 Total: 243 Attack[55] + 35% Bonus[19.25]: 74.25 Defense[34] + 15% Bonus[5.10]: 39.10 Agility[89] + 25% Bonus[22.25]: 111.25 Perception[65] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 65.00 Total[289.60] + 65% Bonus[188.24]: 477.84

And the winner is...

Ghoul

Modesty must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Modesty : Attack Roll: 8 Defense Roll: 67 Agility Roll: 35 Perception Roll: 99 Total: 209 Attack[8] + 45% Bonus[3.60]: 11.60 Defense[67] + 20% Bonus[13.40]: 80.40 Agility[35] + 20% Bonus[7.00]: 42.00 Perception[99] + 35% Bonus[34.65]: 133.65 Total[267.65] + 10% Bonus[26.77]: 294.41 Ghoul: Attack Roll: 34 Defense Roll: 63 Agility Roll: 56 Perception Roll: 75 Total: 228 Attack[34] + 60% Bonus[20.40]: 54.40 Defense[63] + 20% Bonus[12.60]: 75.60 Agility[56] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 56.00 Perception[75] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 75.00 Total[261.00] + 25% Bonus[65.25]: 326.25

The man was smart to dodge the swinging heavy end of her staff and even luckier to have been successful. It wasn't exactly easy swinging the thing around, but once it got moving it could definitely pack a punch. Those new siblings better watch out or they could get yeeted into Auster!

Her opponent was quick to move on, circling around her and leaving the dire young woman still as she watched with narrowed eyes. It was only for a moment though as a screech from above caught her attention. The bird was coming for her face so she swung her heavy staff again to ward if off, but she wasn't against yeeting it to Auster, either. Her crow had been watching from above, circling high above the fighters, but came when the owl screeched. Diving at the owl from above, she hoped to take the other bird by surprise, though had every intention of being more than just a distraction.

Once Widow saw her own bird friend coming to her rescue, her focus went back to the man that seemed to hone in on rear left leg but she was nearly a moment too late. Teeth clamped down onto her leg and she bit down hard on her staff, hissing around it. As if on cue, something started moving underneath her cape and towards the limb that the man had grabbed. A moment later, an angry yowl cried out and a speedy cat paw struck out from under the cape, aiming to land her sharp kitty claws on the mans face.

"Speech!"

Widow vs Gilgamesh for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Witches staff
Defensive Battle Accessory: Hooded cloak
Companion 1: Common raven, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Domestic short-haired cat, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat claws - offensive
Skills: Expert Fighter & Novice Intellectual


Art © Ulfeid3 & Code © Skelle 2022

And the winner is...

GILGAMESH

WIDOW must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: GILGAMESH Attack Roll: 30 Defense Roll: 99 Agility Roll: 41 Perception Roll: 77 Total: 247 Attack[30] + 50% Bonus[15.00]: 45.00 Defense[99] + 30% Bonus[29.70]: 128.70 Agility[41] + 5% Bonus[2.05]: 43.05 Perception[77] + 30% Bonus[23.10]: 100.10 Total[316.85] + 35% Bonus[110.90]: 427.75 WIDOW Attack Roll: 54 Defense Roll: 46 Agility Roll: 90 Perception Roll: 96 Total: 286 Attack[54] + 50% Bonus[27.00]: 81.00 Defense[46] + 10% Bonus[4.60]: 50.60 Agility[90] + 5% Bonus[4.50]: 94.50 Perception[96] + 5% Bonus[4.80]: 100.80 Total[326.90] + 20% Bonus[65.38]: 392.28

And the winner is...

HABARI

PIRATES PLUNDER has no more wolves able to fight and have lost the raid.

So, that confirmed mom had known of this riad all along.  Misery would ask her about it later.  Had it come earlier than expected so no one was ready or had she wanted it to be a surprise to see reactions?  He’d have to speculate later though as a fake fight could always become a real one, though Misery did doubt it.  Best not to look the fool and be distracted when fighting someone who was not of their pack.

Even as he successfully grabbed the hat in his jaws Sparrow was moving.  She slammed into him, and Misery dropped to the ground, the new toy he’d gained was already lost.  Well, it had been more for making a point than a need to keep the item.  Misery preferred not to stand out and the hat guaranteed standing out.

Buy a girl dinner first huh? Misery stayed in the place where she’d dropped him, showing he acknowledged losing the fight.  “Keep the hat,” Misery acknowledged with grandiose generosity, “but since I’m letting you have it back I think a ‘thank you’ is in order.  Then you can tell me about yourself when things settle down.” What Misery lacked in fighting ability he made up for in a desire to collect knowledge of every little thing he could.

"Misery"

Sparrow shook the smaller boy off her and he relinquished the fight. Her temper wasn't too riled and she let him talk his way in a circle. "Nah," she said in response to her thanking him. "I've got a thing to do with Recluse, so I'm a little too busy to talk to a hat-thief" She spoke a little smugly. What was he going to do? Pout at her? Try again. Sparrow turned her attention back towards the ghostly woman, calling over to her pirates, "All right everyone, get back, heal up, and we'll discuss this at the next meeting! Good job everyone!"

To Recluse, she walked up rumbling, "The raid might have been lost, but I still have a prize of my own to claim."

-exit?-