With each step Incubus felt twinge of pain as he moved through the pale trees. Thanks to an overzealous Fox messing with him and a hunk of metal catching his tail at just the right time, his tail was sprained. The injury was mostly annoying and rather painful. But, with each day that passed he almost just got use to the constant discomfort. But, if the appendage was hit the wrong way or his swayed it too vigorously the pain would soar. That being said Incubus was quite the determined creature and would not allow such a "ridiculous" injury stop his training. Inc figured it was time to get to know some of his pack mates and what better way to do so then a spar? Of course with his tail he'd need to be extra careful but honestly the male was willing to deal with the pain. It's not like real fights ceased when you got injured. Either you fought through it or you gave up. Perhaps this mind set was a touch harmful since he'd likely just end up making his tail worse. But, with his god complex he was void of such a concern. After finding a nice clearing Incubus tilted his head up and let forth a smooth howl. He called upon any Ashen Wolves interested in a spar. Speech

Pleione’s ears pricked to the wind, idle thoughts fading instantly from her mind by the stirring call to action. Anticipation tingled all the way from the tip of her nose to the pads of her paws, hackles bristling for a moment as her heart rate picked up. Always thirsty for a chance to prove herself, the auburn wolf was quick on her feet, turning her head to the sky to answer the call. It was from a wolf she hadn’t met before, but that hardly mattered. It was a chance to grow, to really earn the rank Venom had trusted her with. Her pace slowed as the male came into sight, towering above her like so many of the beasts around these parts. She didn’t let herself become intimidated. Instead she forced a casual guise, hips swaying, expression almost bored as she eyed him up and down. She had neither size nor experience on her side, but that was exactly the point- she needed to get stronger, now. Size was the last thing she was ever going to let get in her way. He was about her age and smelled of some relation to Venom’s, though she still wasn’t familiar enough with the many family lines to place how he connected to the puzzle. A worthy foe. Her tail swayed with excitement, body squaring up with his, muscles tense and at the ready. “We haven’t met, I’m Pleione,” she said, and then with the niceties out of the way, “Let’s get this started, shall we?”

It wasn't long after the howl for someone to respond. Pink and blue eyes followed the russet femme as she made her way closer. The babe was a bit shorter but had a sturdy frame. He was taller but on the slightly more lean side for his height. Incubus was use to sparring with Wolves closer to his build so it would be a great learning experience for both parties. - A small nod was offered as she spoke. "Incubus Klein." His voice was husky, as if he hadn't spoken much. Honestly, he didn't remember speaking at all that day, before that moment. Incubus settled into a mild defensive stance. Ears pinned back slightly, his weight evenly was distributed between four legs, and hackles raised. With another small nod Incubus made his first move. Paws dug into the earth as quick strides were made to close the distance between them. He ran at Pleione head on and at the last moment all that weight shifted to his hind legs and front legs lifted off the ground. Front paws aimed to slam down on her upper back to lock her into a 'hug.' In the same movement Incubus went in for a bite to the right side of her neck, attempting to grab at that thick skin, but not penetrate flesh. He wasn't trying to inflict any lasting wounds on his pack mate. Incubus vs Pleione for Spar Round 1/?? Age: Over 1 year Size: Extra large Build: Medium Companion 1: Silver Fox - Female - Battle Mutation 1: Horns - Offensive Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Advanced Navigator Speech

He confirmed his relation with his name- Klein. She would be sure to remember Incubus, to commit every detail with the importance reserved for leading players in the game that was life, her own and every other’s. They were the main characters in her mind. Nothing was more important than blood, and her own heavily colored impressions of her new home. Her own ignorance to anything that happened outside of her pack’s lands was astoundingly blinding. Pleione tipped her head briefly at his introduction rather than replying, hyper-focused on their intricate dance, weight shifting, tails lashing, bodies tense and reacting to every tiniest breath. Anticipation made time seem to slow down, all sound muted save his breath and hers. Then he lunged, a barreling train of dark fur and lashing fangs. She met his jump in the air, chest to chest, legs flailing with his, squirming away from the onslaught of teeth while trying to knock him off-balance with her lower center of gravity. She could feel his muzzle pressing into her ruff, teeth scraping, almost latching on- at the last second she dropped her whole body down and up again, shoulder checking him from underneath in an attempt to upset his footing. xx Note: Spar timer delayed for this post by a personal tragedy, already discussed between players. Pleione vs Incubus for Spar Round 1/3 Age: Over 1 Year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Beginner Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual

Quickly the two Ashen Wolves were in the heat of battle. As Incubus ascended for his bear hug the femme countered with a similar move. The impact of her chest on his caused a small pang of pain but he did not allow his thoughts to drift that way. Incubus dug his hind paws into the earth as he just nearly was able to grab hold of her russet scruff. At the last moment his opponent made a smart move. The babe dropped to the ground causing him to follow. As he scrambled to not land directly on top of her Pleione raised her shoulder up in a way that caught his lower chest and nearly knocked the wind from him for a moment. The impact would easily cause a good amount of bruising, bone on bone. Incubus took only a second to decide his next move. Instead of making distance between them he chose to try and keep the fight close. After steadying his breathing and regaining his footing he continued. Inc used another swift snap at her scruff as a distraction as his front left paw raised. Incubus aimed to hook her front right leg at the lower joint with his paw, if he was able to the male would try and pull the limb towards him. His overall goal was to knock her off balance and potentially capitalize on it. Incubus vs Pleione for Spar Round 2/3 Age: Over 1 year Size: Extra large Build: Medium Companion 1: Silver Fox - Female - Battle Mutation 1: Horns - Offensive Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Advanced Navigator Speech

The satisfaction of knocking him off-kilter was enough to break her focus, and although it gave her a split-second opening, she wasn’t able to do much with it save catching her own footing. If he would have moved to dart away that would have given her the chance to pursue, but he made the wise choice to stay in tight, trapping her with sheer size in a tangle of his legs. Pleione jerked back as his fangs snapped at her ruff again, only to find her elbow joint hooked at a painful angle. Unable to reverse, she was pinned too close to him to try for his throat, left defensively squirming away from his teeth in a war of attrition that she would surely lose. Lips raised, she barked a snarl of frustration, soft features turned twisted and ugly. No way back, the only move was forward. Shoving with her full weight, she pushed her head down under his chest, sliding her body down beneath him. In the same movement she snapped with open jaws toward his hind leg on the same side, looking to grab and pull. Even if she couldn’t get her teeth fully around him she hoped he’d teeter enough to let her slip free from beneath him. xx Pleione vs Incubus for Spar Round 2/3 Age: Over 1 Year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Beginner Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual

Keeping the fight close seemed to work in his favor for the moment. But, that meant they both had little to work with. The inability to reset and go in for another heavy blow was beneficial but also meant they were both fighting to get whatever attack in they could. Incubus was pleased with the success of his leg hook. The babe wasn't able to slip away but that meant she resorted in going the only direction in which she could manage, forward. With a significant shove from the auburn lass she was suddenly diving below his chest. Incubus bristled as he felt the minx dive forward and saw his opportunity fleeting before him. Before Pleione's rump would managed to fully disappear beneath him the male would aim to lift his front half up before slamming his two front paws down on her lower back, just above the tail. He hoped with his weight he'd be able to push her to the ground, or at least spook her enough to squirm away. But, as his upper body lifted and crashed back down Incubus felt teeth connect to his hind leg. Due to his imbalanced positioning and her tug Incubus was left with only one hind leg on the ground. A vicious growl ripped from him as that singular hind leg quaked beneath the pressure of his weight and the teeth poking into his other limb. The beast went down. His free hind leg slipped and Incubus was dead weight. A grunt could be heard as he either landed directly on his opponent or the earth. That would be decided upon her next moves. Incubus vs Pleione for Spar Round 3/3 Age: Over 1 year Size: Extra large Build: Medium Companion 1: Silver Fox - Female - Battle Mutation 1: Horns - Offensive Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Advanced Navigator Speech

Before Pleione’s mouth could make contact with anything she was sent scrambling in the grass, hind legs kicking, losing traction for a moment from the larger male’s blow. Momentum already in place, she gave up on keeping her footing and slid in the mud, jaws closing around her packmate’s ankle. All of that weight and so little balance to go around, there was nothing either of them could do now but ride it out and try to minimize the damage. She rolled onto her side, taking his weight to her hips at an angle as he collapsed rather than being crushed entirely beneath him. All the same it was enough to knock the breath out of her. Choking down air, she dropped his foot, her own scrambling at the ground. Pain shot up her spine from one leg. Not a break, but most certainly a tender bruise. Pleione pulled her hindquarters free, limping a step as she whirled back to face him, tail whipping in his face in the split second before she’d put distance between their bodies again. “Not bad,” she said, mouth open and panting, both of them covered in dirt. She was proud of herself for holding her own, adrenaline and pride making  her eyes nearly seem to glow. xx Pleione vs Incubus for Spar Round 3/3 Age: Over 1 Year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Beginner Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual

And the winner is...

PLEIONE

INCUBUS must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: PLEIONE Attack Roll: 84 Defense Roll: 87 Agility Roll: 70 Perception Roll: 96 Total: 337 Attack[84] + 10% Bonus[8.40]: 92.40 Defense[87] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 87.00 Agility[70] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 70.00 Perception[96] + 10% Bonus[9.60]: 105.60 Total[355.00] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 355.00 INCUBUS Attack Roll: 28 Defense Roll: 70 Agility Roll: 23 Perception Roll: 35 Total: 156 Attack[28] + 25% Bonus[7.00]: 35.00 Defense[70] + 5% Bonus[3.50]: 73.50 Agility[23] + 15% Bonus[3.45]: 26.45 Perception[35] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 35.00 Total[169.95] + 10% Bonus[17.00]: 186.94