While this is Athena’s first raid as a member of Valta, this is not the first time she has defended a pack from attackers. Memories of the pirates and their assault on Fenmyre’s home drives her on, knowing that she needs to keep her skills sharp for when there are real intruders kocking at their door.

Leaping up at the red girl’s shoulder, the woman feels her teeth sink into the flesh and she quickly backs off the pressure to ensure that no lasting damage will be left. Athena feels the muscles of the girl shifting as she attempts to pull away and a flash of bright red is all the warning she gets before a paw is slamming into her own shoulders.

With an, “oof” the earthen-hued female is sent plummeting back down to all fours. As soon as her front paws hit the ground, the woman shifts her weight into her back end to, once again, send her body launching toward the taller girl. However, this time, she aims to try and knock the leg out from under the Elysium wolf with the force of the impact while also aiming a bite at her opponent’s chest… for good measure.

She is trying to keep the girl off balance in the hopes that she can topple the taller wolf and claim this fight as a victory for Valta.




Athena vs Fiametta for Dominance / Raid
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Companion 1: Little owl, Male - Flying
Skills: Expert Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Bard


"Athena Nocturna"

Desponia did her best not to look like she was purposefully lagging slightly behind the group, letting herself drift just enough behind them that she wasn't getting left behind but also frankly she wasn't really up on the whole camaraderie thing and wasn't eager to encourage anyone to try it. She stopped and half-heartedly listened to her niece's reminder not to get to brutal and was reminded again that what she really wanted was to get to really sink her teeth into someone, but she'd hold back here, she wasn't keen to lose what little freedom she'd already been granted. Still holding herself back from the group had it's downsides, notably that when fighting broke out she quickly realized everyone was already engaged with others, and despite her disdain for having to hold herself back right now she was still eager for a fight, go figure, but so far she was left wanting. The woman wove her way around the combatants and decided hey, might as well just keep going until someone stopped her. It was a raid right? ""

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Athena had proven to be a well versed fighter or at least a defender of her pack. Not that Fia really cared to notice. But the woman surely knew what she was doing, and when Fia got her to unlatch from her shoulder she was quick to come back again.

Fia rose as Athena had this time, and Athena's bite would land yet again just where it was intended. The feel of being bit was definitely new to her but not unwelcome. It did ignite some sort of natural urge to fight back sure, but she felt like she didn't enjoy the one on one battle with this stranger. Typical for her, that's how she was about everything. It would be different had this been one of her siblings instead.

Her arms would go to wrap around Athena and the two could wrestle until one faltered to the other. Athena had the bite hold on her but it didn't bother her that much for the moment. So it had little leverage on the matter. But Athena may have been able to overtake her for being a little more skilled.

Fiametta vs Athena for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra Large
Build: Light
Companion 1: Raven, Male - Flying [Battle]
Companion 2: Raven, Female - Flying [Battle]
*Companion 3: Ring-tailed lemur, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Retractable Claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Serrated Teeth - Offensive
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Blessed & Bard

"Fiametta"

Kotori felt the impact of their collision with satisfaction.  The boney shoulder sent a throb of pain but one that he could easily sum up to part of the costs of a bit of roughhousing.  Sparring gently couldn’t really be called sparring after all.  Kotori’s teeth found purchase but not nearly as satisfyingly as he’d wanted.

Kotori was an all-out offensive sort.  The best defense was a strong attack.  As Rhysand attempted to bite at Kotori’s side the horned wolf leaped up to wrap one leg over Rhy’s shoulder and attempt to get a sturdier grip on his neck.  Kotori snarled as he felt the other wolf’s teeth sink into his side, jaw tightening in reaction to the pain.  His goal was just to pin Rhysand down, to win, and to hopefully find another combatant if there were any Elysium wolves not already battling his own packmates.

Kotori vs Rhysand for dominance
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bracers with hidden knife
Defensive Battle Accessory: Hind leg leather bracers
Companion 1: Slender mongoose, Male - Battle - Boosted
Companion 2: Snow leopard, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Horns - Offensive
Mutation 2: Agility boost - Agility
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Juggernaut
"Kotori Fatalis"

She wasn't kept waiting long as she made the charge across what would be their battlefield with her pack mates at her back. A red, blue, and white wolf came flying out to meet them–or more specifically her. The star-marked Valta woman seemed to pick her out specifically to make her charge at and Avacyn was more than happy to meet her half way. Without hesitation she went to slam her chest back into the other woman's as well, shoving back into her and trying to push her back in the process. Even though she was a bit taller than her opponent, the Valta wolf did have a slightly heavier build so it was a fairly even match.

She only stopped shoving her shoulder into the woman's chest when she caught a glimpse of teeth going off her cheek, making her quickly duck back out of the way with a quick shuffling step back to avoid the bite. She growled back in response with a grin on her lips with a quick flash of dark, steel covered fangs. As if on cue, Loqui swooped down at her opponent's face with a flutter of dark wings, not to do any damage, but to be a distraction. It would hopefully give her a big enough opening for her to duck to her other woman's right side, diving in for a bite at the lower part of her foreleg, aiming to grip and pull it out from under her.

Avacyn vs Tove for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Serrated steel fang caps
Defensive Battle Accessory: Steel scale cuirass
Companion 1: Raven, Male - Flying - Boosted
Companion 2: Raven, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Raven, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Scales - Defensive
Mutation 2: Spiked bone ridge horns - Offensive
Mutation 3: Tiger paws - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Bard

"Avacyn Mendacium"

The Valta wolves wasted no time coming out of the woodwork to meet their attack head on, but he didn't immediately see an opponent for himself–not at least until a smaller woman that was colored with splatters of white, black, and copper appeared seemingly out of nowhere to dart at him. She had the advantage in the form of speed and surprise so he didn't have much of a chance to avoid her first attack, but he was quick to strike back with one of his own. Her jaws clamped down around his foreleg, making him wince, but he didn't try to pull away and instead reached out with a large-bear like paw on his opposite foreleg and went to wrap a foreleg around her side to grapple her and keep her from darting away again. Keeping in mind that this was a raid for practice and not for real damage, he resisted the urge to bite at her scruff and instead tried to just throw her to the ground with a hard sweep of his leg.

Deimos vs Sanna for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Dagger
Defensive Battle Accessory: Front Bracers
Companion 1: Kite, Female - Perception
Companion 2: Kite, Male - Perception
Mutation 1: Bear paws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Small rhino horns - Offensive
Skills: Expert Fighter & Intermediate Hunter

"Deimos Medacium"

Indigo stopped and debated for a long time if he should keep Aia in his mane or leave her safe in the den. Letting her come along would be a great opportunity for learning, but Indigo’s protectiveness for his daughter ran too deep. So he promised her to come along next time as he adorned his armor before kissing her forehead and making his way towards the battlefield.

He had taken too long getting Aia set up safely, resulting in his somewhat late arrival. The rest of the pack was already fully engaged with their opponents. His sharp blue eyes looked to each wolf that he did not recognize, all of them matched up until he nearly missed the similarly colored horned she wolf. A sharp barn left his fanged mouth as he aimed to get her attention before he began his assault.

While he knew he was to be taking this seriously it was hard to put in his full force when his opponent was a smaller she wolf and this was only supposed to be practice. He wasn’t going to roll over for her, but he wasn’t going to let her pass unless she could defeat him. He knew she would likely be much lighter on her paws, it wouldn’t be to his advantage to have her on the defensive. Using his long reach his first attack was a huge swipe with his sharp clawed paws to slash across her shoulder and chest.

"Indigo Fatalis"

Indigo vs Desponia for Dominance
Round 1 of 2?
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked helmet
Defensive Battle Accessory: Pauldrons with fur cape
Companion 1: European badger, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Saber fangs - Offensive
Mutation 2: Lion's mane - Defensive
Mutation 3: Cat claws - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Juggernaut
Bard: Yes

Albion followed Avacyn dutifully, carrying his head high at her marching orders. This wouldn’t be the first raid he participated in, but it would be the first that he won. The young Klein was determined to bring home a couple of wins for his future queen. He watched as the packs began to collide, his keen glass eyes searching carefully for his own opponent. He stood in a defensive position as the commotion made focusing on any sudden movement near impossible. Albion’s head was on a swivel and he braced himself for the wolf that would find him. He tucked his chin and raised his hackles, planting his paws as he unsheathed his dagger like claws. Unlike many of the attendees, Albion fought without the aid of contrived contraptions and companions. He relied on himself alone.

"Albion Klein"

"Aslatiel" Asla felt as though she was a bit old for friendly raids, but she didn't mind fighting. Especially when it was alongside family. This would be a great chance for the pack to learn and hone their skills. If she could help by answering their questions and being an example for them, then fight, she would. The packs came together and Aslatiel recognized most of the wolves from the opposing side of Elysium. She was glad that both sides would benefit from such experience. It was good to know that no one was out for blood, though Asla knew that this wouldn't always be the case. Wolves paired up and the fawn and grey woman watched and waited. When there was one wolf left without an opponent, Asla stepped towards the young man. "Looks like it's you and me, Blondie," the small fae said with a good natured smile. Aslatiel rushed forward head on, a move that she expected may have been unexpected, considering her size. Who in their right mind would take on a significantly larger opponent in such a manner? Asla would. When she was in close enough, the woman dipped as though she would go straight for the pale brutes neck, but instead she kept dipping, going for the brutes left foreleg instead with the aim to pull it beneath his big body, thus tripping him up and hopefully grounding the man. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Aslatiel vs Albion for Dominance Round 1/2 Age: Over one. Size: Small Build: Light Offensive Battle Accessory: Kudu Skull with antlers Defensive Battle Accessory: Armor Companion 1: Snow Leopard, Male - Battle Companion 2: Golden Saker Falcon, Male - Flying *Companion 3: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive Skills: Master Hunter & Master Fighter Specialty: Bloodletter

It was time for them to go head to head with their allies. Ifrit was rusty in his fighting game to say the least. He had really let himself slack off...the joys of him getting comfortable in a pack, he supposed. When he was with the band, he had absolutely no choice but to fight to survive. Else he'd die, and he wasn't keen on dying anytime soon. He followed the others in silence until they reached the borders, and when Avacyn sounded the call, he readied himself for battle, his two dogs at his side now full grown and still inexperienced. They'd been doing some training together, but not as much as he should've been doing. He figured he probably wouldn't do so well today. But hey, it's not like it was a serious raid. He just hoped he could at least get by enough that he wouldn't look like too much of a loser to the pack he lived in. He still didn't know them well enough. Something he had considered changing, but just...hadn't. Not yet anyway. He wasn't sure where to even begin with that, but ah...back to the matter at hand. Looking around, fights began to break out left and right, but none had come at him quite yet. He kept his wits about him, though he had a look as if he were bored and didn't really want to be here. He wasn't exactly keen on proving how much he had let himself stagnate... "Ifrit"

Tove has been… existing. Since the dissolution of the Viking’s band and her brother’s death, the woman has felt hollow. Seeing Víðarr seems to have made her struggle more as the scarred and defeated woman continued to pull further into herself. Yet, she is an honorable wolf and her allegiance to Kotori meant that she must live. It has felt like an impossible task and she often wandered from place to place like a ghost. A shadow of her former self, the scarred woman held onto the scraps of her life for her Alpha… and today she is rewarded.

Fighting makes her blood burn hot in veins, sharpens her senses and brightens the colors around her. A smile curls the corners of her lips upward as the two women meet, an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object, and she is reward with pain. It feels wonderful. The taller woman shoves into her chest, attempting to make her back off but Tove digs her claws into the ground and stays in place.

A flash of steel capped teeth has her own duel toned eyes glittering with delight and, when the purple woman dives down to bite at her right lower foreleg, Tove rises to the occasion… literally. Front paws left off the ground as she forces her opponent to grab ahold of her paw while the older wolf attempts lay her body weight on top of the purple wolf’s head. As she moves, the scarred wolf aims a bite at the space behind the horned wolf’s ears in the hopes of controlling her head. The older woman welcomes the pain that the horns offer, finding that physical pain truly makes her feel alive.



Tove vs Avacyn for Dominance / Raid
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Bloodletter


"Tove Baade"

Chade charged forward with the rest of the pack's wolves, watching as Valta rushed out to defend its land in this mock fight.  A smaller wolf headed towards Chade and the blue wolf lowered his head even with his shoulders, readying himself for battle and flattening his ears against his skull.

Chade steps in to meet the other wolf, a bite aimed for the back of Strix's neck, attempting a swift victory and end to this battle.  He hadn’t expected the bite for his paw, causing Chade to jerk back a step, teeth tightening and attempting to pull the smaller wolf along.  The wolf was small and the best thing possible was to use his weight and pin him to the ground.  Chade would never underestimate a small wolf, he was well aware of the power of determination and brains.


Chade vs Strix for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Front Gauntlets
Defensive Battle Accessory: Back Bracers
Companion 1: Cheetah, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Godhawk, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Mohawk mane - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Ranger

"Chade"

Though Sanna is small (comparatively, at least) she is fierce. Calculated ferocity brings her to life. She's more than enjoying herself, even as she finds the behemoth trying to grapple her. She'd landed a bite, sure, but hadn't managed to get away quickly enough. Something about a miscalculation for just how large those bear-like paws were. Something flashes behind her eyes. Sanna does not do well when held, when cornered. It's all she can do to remind herself that this is an allied pack, and she is not doing real harm. She wants to harm him, burns to harm him, for having the gall to hold her like this. Mind over matter. Mind over matter. She's too smart to lash out the way she wants, but it's tough.

In the same moment that the purple creature made to throw her, Sanna flails in an attempt to regain some control over her body. She does what she can to wrench free, though she stumbles as she does. Pain shot through her system, the barely-healed wound on her hind leg threatening to burst open again. Sanna won't let herself falter, not now. Though the brute is far larger, it simply makes him a bigger target. The girl only took a split second to regain composure and lunge into him once more, teeth gnashing. Her aim is the flat of his shoulder, jaws hoping to find purchase as she pushes into him with all the force she can muster.
"Speech"

Sanna vs Deimos for dominance (raid)
Round 2/2
Age: over 1
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Healer

Pain radiated from both Rhysand's neck and chest but adrenaline helped dull it enough to remain focused on the fight. The Elysian male was successful in his bite to Kotori's side. But, there was no celebration as the horned male lifted his front half up. Rhys felt the larger Wolf's leg press on his shoulder. He knew if he didn't act fast there would be a significant chance he could get knocked to the ground. Thus, Rhysand decide he'd try to get his opponent there first. As that leg met Rhy's shoulders he shifted his weight to three paws. Rhysand lifted a front leg and aimed to hook Kotori's grounded leg. He hoped to grab the limb at the joint and pull it towards him. To either make Kotori get back on all fours or perhaps cause a stumble. All the while, Rhys tried to maintain the toothy grip on Kotori's side and ensure his legs held strong with the weight of his opponent on his back. Rhysand vs Kotori for Dominance Round 2/2 Age: Over 1 year Size: Extra large Build: Light Companion 1: Female red-tailed eagle, 48" - Battle Skills: Expert Fighter & Novice Intellectual "Speech"

He was perhaps more surprised that the attack did not come as a surprise than a surprise attack would have been. The Klein prince’s attention was easily gathered up by the small scar faced woman. Glass eyes were brought up to her battle hardened form, as she grinned and used her own contrived nickname. Albion only had the time to give her a quick nod of acknowledgement before she was charging him.

An odd thing to do considering her size. They didn’t know anything about each other though, and she wouldn’t have any idea of the heavy bone structure that upheld his thin frame. Albion braced himself for the impact. He balanced himself evenly, and despite the force of her attack she wouldn’t get her intended results. She made him take a step back, and he was sure that his leg was going to be bruised now, but he didn’t lose his balance or topple.

Albion fought back against her, using the same sturdy leg she was trying to pull out from under him to try and swipe her away from him. If his sharp claws happened to nick her it would only be in his favor.

"Albion Klein"

Albion vs Aslatiel for Dominance
Round 1 of 2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Light
Mutation 1: Serrated teeth - Offensive
Mutation 2: Retractible claws - Offensive
Mutation 3: Heavy bones - Defensive
Skills: Expert Fighter & Expert Intellectual

Cináed reclined back, a grin on his lips as he enjoyed his time with Tira... only to have it very abruptly cut short. His eyes shot open at the sound of a howl announcing their expected attackers' arrival and was surprised to have Tira suddenly bounce off of him as if she were made of rubber. He groaned with disappointment and reluctantly began rolling to his feet. "Tiraaaa..." he muttered, even though he knew complaining wouldn't get him anywhere. It wasn't like he could go up to their raiders and ask them to come back later because he and his roommate/lover were in the middle of something. He made his way out to the main chamber of their den with far less excitement than Tira did, quickly throwing on his armor and giving a quick whistle to bring Gual and Tine out from the near by trees.

He stepped over to where Satira was tippy tapping with excitement at the top of the falls, looking down over where the fights had already begun to break out, his gaze shifting down to hers with a raised brow as she began to offer him a wager. The offer brought that grin back to his lips and suddenly the interruption didn't seem so bad. "Deal!" he yelled after her with a chuckle as she immediately sprung off to go attack one of the Elysium wolves. He didn't immediately start rushing down into the fight like she did, instead taking just a second to scope out the competition and figure out who he was aiming for. His sweeping gaze glanced across a hauntingly familiar red and black figure, not quite connecting what he was seeing at first, and then doubled back to look down at his brother from his distant spot at the top of the falls. The grin he was wearing faded into shock and disbelief until finally pulling into determination as he began to bound down the tiers of the fall to the lower area where the bulk of the fights were taking place.

He wasn't sure how to feel as he darted through the crowd of fighters, making a beeline for Ifrit and approaching him almost from behind on his right side. There wasn't a clear cut anger like there had been with his father–maybe something closer to disappointment or confusion instead. Regardless, for now he tried to focus on the raid itself and the fight at hand. Perhaps they could figure out the emotions of things later if Ifrit was so inclined. With practiced coordination, his Tibetan mastiff, Tine, came charging at Ifrit directly from the front with loud barks and growls to try and keep the striped male's attention while Cina ran in hopefully just outside of his brother's peripheral vision to slam his chest into Ifrit's right hip, using his spiked chest plate as the weapon he had designed it to be.

Cináed vs Ifrit for Dominance
Round 1/2
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: Master Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Bulwark

"Cináed"

It would figure she wasn't exactly gonna get very far, a bark the heads up that she was given that a bigger purple wolf was barreling down on her. It took a moment for her brain to properly click over. Her first instinct was that she was finally seeing the other shoe drop, that her sister's graciousness had finally run out and she'd set one of her bigger half-brothers on her, middle of a raid, they could claim whoever they wanted had picked a fight and got a little too rough. But a moment later she really registered who was coming towards her, a moment too late unfortunately, while she probably would have normally had the speed advantage she'd lost it in the moment of distraction, the primal fear that had been instilled in her since her pup hood, and she only managed to start skittering away from the man, not enough to escape his claws though and she hissed in pain as she felt them slice into her flesh. Okay, so this man had some surprises, that made it more fun at least! Desponia used her half-panicked sidestepping to pivot on her forepaws, turning to face the man more head-on. The man could easily steamroll her if she let him use his height and visible strength over her, so instead, she'd need to use her own size to her advantage. So she would try to step into the man, shover her head forward and then up, she was hoping to clash her horns along the underside of his jaw, they weren't particularly useful for stabbing and goring, but they were useful for control if she could get them on or around someone she could more easily keep them where she wanted, not that it was a perfect tactic. But hey, might as well do what she could right? And besides, if she even could manage to smash them into a part of him it would hurt, not her though. Desponia vs Indigo for Dominance Round 1/2 Age: 1+ Size: Large Build: Light Mutation 1: Ram horns - Offensive Skills: Advanced Intellectual & Intermediate Fighter ""

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Arc clashed with the red and black male, the two dire wolves meeting one another with equal intensity, which he was certainly glad for. Fights were only really fun if they were a challenge or at least on an equal playing field. The Elysium wolf shoved back into him, not flinching away in the slightest as they collided chest to shoulder. Just as he was about to reach for the male's scruff, he heard his opponent whistle. Having his own avian companion that he communicated with in a similar fashion, it prompted him to glance up, spotting the large bird as it was beginning to swoop down toward his face. It was at least enough to get him to rethink the bite, pulling back slightly to avoid the first swipe of its talons, but before those talons could connect with skin Pan came scrambling out of the thick fur of his mane and crawled up to the top of his head, looking like a scaled hat. His curved claws swiped up at the bird, catching one of its legs as it tried to dive bomb him again. Pan didn't hurt the avian, but it did knock them off balance a bit and force them away.

Being distracted by the mini battle between their companions on top of his head, he didn't notice his own opponent shoving his way under him until it was too late. The slight advantage that the male had in his heavier build was enough to lift him off of his feet and he felt himself beginning to fall to the side, but if he was going down he was going to take this guy with him. With his front paws now off the ground, Arc went to wrap his forelegs around the other male's sides behind his forelegs, using his claws to grip onto him–whether that was into skin or parts of his armor he didn't know–and started grappling and hanging off of the male half way over top of him while he teetered on the verge of falling over, throwing his weight to the right a bit in hopes that he might pull his opponent off of his feet as well if he fell.

Arcturus vs Saracyn for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Bear pelt armor
Companion 1: Osprey, Male - Flying - Boosted
Companion 2: Sunda pangolin, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Feline Claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Saber Fangs - Offensive
Mutation 3: Mane - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter

"Arcturus Indarra"

Avacyn's teeth do fight purchase on her opponent, but not exactly where she thought she might. The woman almost seemed to shove her paw into her teeth as she reached for her leg, causing her to clamp down closer to her paw and ankle than the leg itself. Regardless, Avacyn kept the hold on her ankle, biting firmly enough to keep her from pulling away and draw blood, but not enough to tear any muscles or break bones. She felt the older woman reaching over her with how her head was lowered and the second that she felt teeth scrape against her skull between her horns she immediately threw her head back, taking the woman's leg with her in the motion, and attempted to ram her head and horns into the bottom of the older woman's jaw. It did mean she got some pretty deep scrapes across the top of her head from her opponent's teeth, but it kept her from getting the hold she was likely going for. With the woman's ankle still between her teeth, Avacyn then yanked her head to the left while shoving her right shoulder into the Valta wolf's chest, wanting to throw her to the ground with the combination of pull and momentum.

Avacyn vs Tove for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Serrated steel fang caps
Defensive Battle Accessory: Steel scale cuirass
Companion 1: Raven, Male - Flying - Boosted
Companion 2: Raven, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Raven, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Scales - Defensive
Mutation 2: Spiked bone ridge horns - Offensive
Mutation 3: Tiger paws - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Bard

"Avacyn Mendacium"

To the smaller woman's credit, as he tried to throw her to the ground she did manage to flail and scramble to keep herself back on her feet, though not quite enough to get free of his grasp entirely. It kept her close which worked well for him since he didn't have much of a hope of keeping up with her if she was left free to run and dart away from him, but it did mean a greater chance of her landing attacks on him in return–which was exactly what happened. Her jaws whipped toward him again, her teeth sinking into the flat of his shoulder. He growled at the stinging pain of it, but it was certainly a far cry from the worst pain the scarred man had ever felt and it didn't slow him down. Turning and dipping his head down toward her scruff, he went to grab ahold of her like a pup, not biting into the skin but enough to lift her off of her front paws a bit so that he could try again to topple her over, wanting to push her to the ground and use one of his large paws to pin her there and make her submit. It seemed like other fights around them were getting to a similar point as well so he wanted to be ready to face the next opponent should he be so lucky as to come out on top this time.

Deimos vs Sanna for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Dagger
Defensive Battle Accessory: Front Bracers
Companion 1: Kite, Female - Perception
Companion 2: Kite, Male - Perception
Mutation 1: Bear paws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Small rhino horns - Offensive
Skills: Expert Fighter & Intermediate Hunter

"Deimos Medacium"