Yes yes, raids were very serious. Much grrr, very snarl. But honestly, Kuroki was only here because he'd been pointed in this general direction, following orders was easy enough for him, as long as he wasn't asked to like...be a real dick head, you know? He didn't intend to hurt anyone and he figured his pack mates had the same mentality about this raid, just give the wolves of Avalon a light thrashing and take what they needed, no harm no foul. He wasn't one for dog piling, as fun as it was it felt kinda dirty, so he picked himself out a fighter who was more than big and strong enough to defend themselves. All white and black, could have been a Klein but probably wasn't. He had grey around his muzzle too, a grizzled old fella, probably had all sorts of experience under his belt. He'd do just fine, Kuroki decided. "Ayo!" Kuroki greeted as he dashed in, not putting much thought into this at all. "If I kick your ass, no hard feelings yeah?" Kuroki vs Cloudburst for dominance Round 1/2 Age: over 1 Size: Dire wolf Build: Medium Offensive Battle Accessory: Traditional Japanese tanto Defensive Battle Accessory: Black Panther Cloak Companion 1: Akita, Female - Battle Companion 2: Wild boar, Male - Battle *Companion 3: Black kite, Female - Flying Mutation 1: Antelope horns - Defensive Mutation 2: Sabre teeth - Offensive Mutation 3: Eagle talons - Offensive Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter Specialty: Marauder

Still The Raven Knows If I Fall

They had barely gathered at the border before their call was answered. The first to arrive was Álarr and Úlfr stepped forward to address his former pack mate, making it clear to the others that this fight was to be his. "Álarr." He dipped his head in respectful greeting. "It's nothing personal. I respect you, but our brotherhood under Fireside scattered with the pack. New paths have been chosen and I will not stray from mine because of a familiar face. Come. Let me see how you fight when you truly stand to lose something."

Úlfr took a battle stance, ears pinning to his head as his hackles laced down his back. Muscles taught he eyed the older man. He had great respect for Álarr as a fighter but he did bear some resentment toward the older man for not picking up the mantle of leadership when his brother forfeited it. The horned man had the potential to be a good leader, to continue Fireside into the future, but instead he let it fall. He let it lay in the dirt to rot. Had he taken up the alphaship, perhaps this day would not have come, or if it had they would be standing shoulder to shoulder.

Úlfr kicked off hard, launching himself forward as his claws ripped through grass. He sought to charge head on but slightly to his right, seeking to hurl his left shoulder forward into the base of Álarr's throat while at the same time crashing the middle of his chest into the front of Álarr's left shoulder, hoping to hit with enough force to dislocate the joint. Simultaneously his neck reached to his left, jaws flung wide as he tried to grasp the older man's face in hopes of raking his jaws right across the other's eyes. It was a clear message. Treat this fight like your life depends on it… for should you falter… it will.

Úlfr vs Álarr for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bladed bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked helmet and cowl
Companion 1: Raven, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Raven, Bale - Battle
Skills: Master Hunter & Master Fighter
Specialty: Cooperative

Words were exchanged between the two alphas, but it seemed that the invading wolves did not give a damn about the option that Corbie presented. They wanted to take what wasn't theirs. He didn't get it, but perhaps he didn't need to. As the opposing wolves made their choices known, Cloud's low rumble of a growl quickly grew, and his attention turned toward one that spoke directly to him. It was a much younger male of course, but he was fully kitted out with the mutations that plagued the wolves of the lands. Perhaps things like that came in handy, though Cloud hadn't been fortunate (or unfortunate?) enough to have been born with such things. He was of the more traditional type, and that was fine by him. He ignored the other guys banter and rushed in, the old man quickly eating the short distance between them as he sought to throw his shoulder into Kuroki, head snapping up as he aimed to grab the fleshy part of the guys shoulder as well. This new pack was not well received. Not with Avalon, anyway. Not when this was the first time they were meeting. He wanted to live in peace, but he would fight when he needed to in order to protect what was theirs. Cloudburst vs Kuroki for Dominance Round: 1/2 Age: over 1yr Size: Large Build: Medium Companion 1: Osprey, Male - Battle Skills: Advanced Fighter & Master Hunter Specialty: Cooperative ""

The raiders appear to want to continue their path forward, ignoring Corbie's warnings and even going as far as calling Avalon weak. While yes, they wanted to live in peace, he had a feeling the wolves here would fight just as hard as he intended to when their peace was threatened. An antlered wolf approached him, standing in his path. The agitated stallion stomped his cloven hooves upon the ground, a warning to the she-wolf that threatened him. "You should worry about yourself, wolf!" He snorted before moving forward. He made to close the distance, crystallized cloven hooves striking for her. He aimed to stomp her, strike her body, force her to back up and flee. Something. At the same time his head snakes forward, the fangs that lay hidden beneath his lips snapped out as he opened his mouth to bite her. To pierce her flesh and further harm the ones that dared lay siege to his home! Balian vs Tenshi for Dominance Round: 1/2 Age: Over 1yr Size: Large species Build: Medium Companion 1: Black Howler Monkey, Male - Battle Companion 2: Red-tailed hawk, Female - Flying Mutation 1: Retractable fangs - Offensive Mutation 2: Crystal hooves - Offensive Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Advanced Navigator "Speech"

Words were futile, it seemed. And during the course of talking, a younger wolf would come to stand before him. Finan showed no kindness toward her. She was not his friend. She deserved no kindness from him when she was here to steal from a pack that had done no harm to anyone. His hackles bristled and he showed his teeth, keen gaze observing the way she carried herself. He generally wasn't the hostile type, but when it came to protecting his home for the first time? It was safe to say he was well within his rights to feel the way he did. He had lost too much already. He did not wish to lose anymore, even if they were...whatever these wolves had come for. The raider bitch charged at him, and Finan aimed to do the same. The gap between them wasn't much, so he sprang forward with all the force he could muster in an effort to knock the wind from her body and rattle her. As her head came swinging toward his, he opened his jaws and aimed to grab her muzzle in a tight grip. Not enough to cause severe damage, but enough pressure to force her to back off! Finan vs Tomie for Dominance Round: 1/2 Age: over 1yr Size: Extra large Build: Medium Mutation 1: Enhanced vision - Perception Mutation 2: Obsidian fangs - Offensive Skills: Beginner Fighter & Novice Intellectual "Talk, 'Think.'

Yes...the Gods would urge them to move onward. To continue their assault on Avalon. The opposing pack was pissed, and rightfully so. But it was the will of the Gods, she was sure. She glanced up at the night sky for a brief moment as the two alphas briefly spoke, and the sky would remain clear with barely a whisper of a cloud. Dual-toned gaze returned to the matter at hand, and of course, it would begin. Bodies began to clash with one another, and the Priestess would soon find herself face-to-face with a small, pale woman. "Hello little dove," She crooned to the other old woman. Sure it probably wasn't a good idea for wolves of their age to be battling it out, but Pandora didn't care. She was old, yes, but she had herbal supplements at home that helped her as she aged.

The small woman came at her, and Pandora moved to intercept. She sought to get right up in Twig's space, a wicked grin on her lips as she lashed out with tooth and claw. Iron clawed reavers aimed a hit upon the woman's shoulder while teeth sought purchase upon the side of her neck.

Pandora vs Twig for Dominance
Round: 1/2
Age:
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Iron claw reavers
Companion 1: Eurasian eagle-owl, Male - Flying
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual

"Do not worry, I will," she taunts back at the equine as he snorts indignantly at her. In the moments that he begins to charge forward, Tenshi readies herself. Paws slightly spaced and toes digging into the soft dirt. Her ears fold back, hackles raised fully, and her tail tucked neatly between her legs. She even has adorned her shoulder pads and attached to her leg is a sheath that holds three throwing stars. Though one cannot see her muscles tense and move beneath her thickened skin and fur, it is there as she propels herself forward to meet the tall creature. A growl ripples from her throat as he lashes out with his hooves. Though he is fast, she is quick to dodge out of the way. Keeping a foot or so between them, she is careful not to get in the way of his hooves. Instead, she moves so that she is more perpendicular to him. As he strikes out at her, she pushes her shoulder toward him so he gets a mouth full of thick leather. Her mischievous grin returns as she pushes forward past him. In the next few steps, as she lines up with his side, she aims to toss her head up at his belly area and hopefully stick him with an antler. Just as quickly as she had tossed her head, she pulled it back and danced away from the horse. It would be stupid to stay close. ”Speech” ’Thought’

Tenshi vs. Balian for Dominance (raid)
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Shuriken
Defensive Battle Accessory: Studded sholder pads
Companion 1: Snow leopard, Male - Battle
Companion 2: White Egret, Male - Flying
*Companion 3: Snow leopard, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Antlers - Offensive
Mutation 2: Thick skin - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Field Medic or Knight

"Autumn Twig Memoire"
As her opponent took note of her, Twig offered a small nod of her head, but said nothing in return. The words that fell from a dual toned mouth did not seem to be condescending, both wolves were just doing whatever they needed to do. There were many older wolves here on the battlefield, surprising considering raiding was a young man’s game. However, the Avalon wolves had much to lose and more to defend. Hopefully that extra motivation would be enough for them to overcome the odds.

Twig offered her mock charge, wanting to draw out her opponent’s attack. The woman quickly charged up and without anymore warning the battle was underway. Twig was prepared, and as the woman’s teeth and claws flashed the Memoire matriarch aimed to dip and avoid the attacks. She was mostly successful, Pandora’s teeth missed their mark but the sharpened claws raked over her upper arms as she manuverd away. The pain was missing as adrenaline raced through her veins.

Twig retaliated the attack, now that she was a mom causing pain was difficult for her so Twig went for incapacitation. Aiming to trip Pandora and use her age to her own disadvantage. Hoping she would twist her ankle, or pull a muscle so she couldn’t go on in battle.

Twig vs Pandora for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: over 1
Size: Small
Build: Light
Defensive Battle Accessory: European badger bracers
Skills: Expert Fighter & Expert Hunter

Corvus would focus on the fight they suddenly was brought to him, though admittedly he was trying to keep track of the things going on around him too, at least what he could see out of his peripherals. Corbie again urged their attackers to remain peaceful, but it seemed that wasn't going to be the direction they went, the first one to strike moving to strike him.

It was a female who was only familiar in the vaguest of ways, not on any personal level but he recognized she'd briefly been part of Avalon. When she'd left, Corvus couldn't say. Truthfully he'd been caught up in his own little family for awhile now, so he wondered what had could've happened to make her strike back at the very pack that had taken her in, let alone what had caused her to leave.

She moved to strike him, though strangely enough instead of being aggressive she seemed more... playful? Flirtatious, even? She was a pretty woman, he wouldn't deny that, but the thought of another woman nibbling on his ear like that was... less than pleasant. He very nearly felt himself beginning to dry heave, the garbled sound leaving his throat as he pushed his weight right back into hers. He matched her height, but he hoped his bulkier frame would be enough to disrupt her balance, while he aimed to rear up on his back legs and bring his paws down onto her shoulders. He didn't have any intention of really hurting her, but he hoped at least he could overpower her.

Corvus vs Lorikeet for Dominance
Round 1 / 2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked helmet
Defensive Battle Accessory: Badger pelt front leg bracers
Skills: Expert Fighter & Expert Hunter

It seemed her opponent was rather aggressive, while Tomie wasn't friendly she was showing less outward signs of anger and aggression than he was. By her estimation she was the most polite of the raiders, she'd even waited until it was clear that negotiation were not happening before she even approached the man. Whatever, Tomie wasn't really interested in making many friends anyways, not even among the wolves her opponent probably thought she was all buddy-buddy with.

Regardless her shoulder slammed into his chest as he'd rushed to meet her and they collided. Tomie was rattled but managed to keep her footing, but as her head lifted she felt fangs starting to drag along the top of her muzzle and the young woman met them with her own jaw parting, looking to grab hold of the bottom of his jaw even as he had the top of hers. At the same time she lifted herself, rearing up to try and knock him off balance by pushing his head further up as she rose, hoping to push him over if she was lucky. Her forelegs, now lifting off the ground she flashed them out, looking to scratch at his chest probably ineffectually.


Tomie vs Finan for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: 1+
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Healer

"Tomie"

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His hooves miss their mark, his teeth grabbing the leather instead of flesh. He tosses his head back as his gaze quickly follows her. She ends up perpendicular to him, and her antler manages to stab at his side, leaving a small gash beneath his rib. He kicks toward her head with a hind hoof, hoping that'll deter her and force her away just before he spins around and rushes at her, The stallions charges at his opponent, looking to keep her sort of close as he lashes out once again with his hooves, head thrashing back and forth. If he was lucky, maybe his heavy head would knock her side ways or disorient her. On his back, Idu leaps over his head and seeks to land on the she-wolf, hands looking to grab her antlers and yank her head back like a rider on a bull. This was his home! He swore to defend it, and he'd be damned if he let these heathens steal his lambs! He had put great effort and care into raising and watching over them. He'd fight through hell and back to keep them safe. And of course, for the wolves that offered him a home and treated him as one of their own. He doubted these attackers would do the same, but he didn't know. They didn't seem the peaceful sort, that much was certain. Balian vs Tenshi for Dominance Round: 2/2 Age: Over 1yr Size: Large species Build: Medium Companion 1: Black Howler Monkey, Male - Battle Companion 2: Red-tailed hawk, Female - Flying Mutation 1: Retractable fangs - Offensive Mutation 2: Crystal hooves - Offensive Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Advanced Navigator "Speech"

Indeed her words were not condescending nor meant to belittle. She was simply trying to be courteous despite the situation. She was on the attacking side. Her job was to aid in stealing the resources they needed for the coming Winter. She was not a leader herself, nor did she wish to be. So she followed the orders of the Viking King who had taken her in. The warrior priestess though she was cold and hard in emotion, was not completely without it. These were mere strangers to her, so she had little care for whether or not they survived the winter...or their battles. And yet despite this, she detected the scent of pups upon the woman's coat when she drew near. Pity. These pups would probably be raised in peace and free from the cruelty of the world...at least until the Vikings came knocking again, perhaps. To live a soft, cushy life sounded nice. But it was unrealistic when the world had so many dangers. It was most certainly a set up for failure.

Her teeth missed their mark, but her reavers would catch the woman. A low rumble of satisfaction rose in her chest, but the Priestess was not yet done. She continued her surge forward, dancing ever closer to her opponent, even as the as smaller woman tried to trip her up, To compensate, Pandora shifted her weight briefly to lower her center of gravity, knees bending to aid in her balance. The Avalon wolf had failed in causing her to stumble, and instead, Pandora sought to slam sharpened reavers upon the she-wolf's foot, a grin flashing her way before she lunged once again, looking to grab the side of her neck and force her to relent.

Pandora vs Twig for Dominance
Round: 2/2
Age: over 1yr
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Iron claw reavers
Companion 1: Eurasian eagle-owl, Male - Flying
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual

He didn't care who she was. Didn't care what her motives were. As of today, she was an enemy plain and simple. She came to steal what didn't belong to them. Didn't care that they were trying to take all the hard work the wolves of Avalon had done. Didn't care how it might possibly affect his pack. She didn't deserve his kindness...and he never thought he'd have thoughts like that. Not with all that his uncle had taught him. But even his uncle wasn't happy about the situation and was fighting as fiercely as he could in his old age. So perhaps this was warranted. He struck her muzzle, obsidian teeth meeting flesh. But at the same time, her own jaws sought to hook upon his own. He panicked for a moment. He hadn't been in a situation like this before, so he quickly released her and thrashed his head, hoping to knock her head this time. As she rose, he rose, and the monochrome boy threw his forelegs around her shoulders, seeking to slam his paws down upon them in an effort to subdue her. His hind legs spread a bit apart to help his balance, and he grunted as her claws scratched the surface of his skin. Irritating, to say the least. Finan vs Tomie for Dominance Round: 2/2 Age: over 1yr Size: Extra large Build: Medium Mutation 1: Enhanced vision - Perception Mutation 2: Obsidian fangs - Offensive Skills: Beginner Fighter & Novice Intellectual "Talk, 'Think.'

The marauders would not be dissuaded from their course by words alone. Outnumbered, Avalon still stood united against the invading force without hesitation. Corbie felt nothing but pride - well, and worry for them, she couldn't help that - as she considered her pack mates. She was not given long to savor that feeling of warmth and pride, however, as the other alpha was quick to demonstrate his insistence on violence. As his jaws moved towards her, Ayer leaped from Corbie's neck upwards in an attempt at landing on Vidarr's brow, claws scrabbling at his face for a grip as her sharp little teeth looked to clamp shut on his right ear like a heavy kinkajou-sized earring. Without much time to act but warned by the procyonid's barking call of alarm, Corbie threw herself forward and down into a crouch, letting his teeth scrape along the leather protecting her back while she aimed a snapping bite at his left foreleg at the ankle, seeking to break the delicate bones there and put him on three legs early. Her only real chance against a wolf this much larger was to slow him down and win by attrition. To that end, she also slammed her paws forward as she dove into her crouch, attempting to stab the claws she was wearing down into his forepaws.

Corbie vs Vidarr for dominance
Round 1/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bladed Leather Boots
Defensive Battle Accessory: Sheepskin Vest
Companion 1: Kinkajou, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Border collie, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Caucasian shepherd dog, Female - Battle
Skills: Master Hunter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Beast Master

Lorikeet could only grin as her opponent rose on his paws, bringing his front paws down on her. She grunted at his weight, swaying a little as she struggled to keep herself balanced. She tilted her head forward, with the intention of laying her head between his neck and shoulders.

“Oh honey, you do know how to dance”

she purred, before opening her muzzle and attempting to grab at the skin of his neck in a sharp grip. As she did so, she let her body start to sway. It was no easy feat with the weight of this heavier male on her. But she liked the feel of him on her…

Lorikeet vs Corvus for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: over one
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Sharpened antler head armor
Companion 1: Cat with antlers, Female - Battle - Boosted
Mutation 1: Thicker fur - Defensive
Mutation 2: Feline claws - Offensive
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual

"Speech"

Álarr snarled, ears back and hackles raised. "So be it." He set the rest of his defenses, widening his stance in preparation as Úlfr charged toward him. If the other man wanted violence then Álarr could most certainly reciprocate. As Úlfr shifted to the side Álarr followed suit and kicked off hard to meet his opponent. He moved to his right just enough to line his left shoulder up with the crevice between Úlfr's left shoulder and chest. He hoped to move with enough force to strain or even dislocate the joint. At the same time he rotated his head sharply to his left, seeking to catch Úlfr's throat just below the jawline. He wanted a firm hold from where he could strangle his opponent into submission.

The shifting of his head meant Úlfr's fangs missed their mark, instead just grazing his left cheek. The other's chest slammed missed but the viking's shoulder struck the left side of his chest. It stung and would likely leave a major bruise but it was not enough to stop his own attack.

Álarr vs Úlfr for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked shoulder harness
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked helmet
Companion 1: Pallas Cat, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Raven, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Kudu horns (small) - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Defender

Still The Raven Knows If I Fall

Úlfr had barely a second to react as he noticed Álarr kick of suddenly to meet him, his opponent shifting just out of the way as his lower fangs clipped the others cheek. He planted his front legs hard, as he intended to do for the shoulder throw anyway, and pivoted by throwing his hind end to his right while pulling his neck sharply back. He barely avoided the brunt of Álarr's fangs as the mans upper fangs sliced the skin over his throat a few inches down from his jaw line. Thankfully by pivoting he managed to bring his shoulder out of line from the other man's attack.

Wasting no time he launched his jaws back down. Úlfr's fangs sought to grab the side of Álarr's head. Lower fangs sought to puncture Álarr's right eye wile the upper ones hoped to hook under his jaw line.

Úlfr vs Álarr for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bladed bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked helmet and cowl
Companion 1: Raven, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Raven, Bale - Battle
Skills: Master Hunter & Master Fighter
Specialty: Cooperative

His opponent was fast, Álarr would give him that. As the other pivoted Álarr attempted to do the same, kicking his hind legs back behind him so he could keep facing his opponent. At the same time he righted his head in a ducking motion and not a moment to soon as the viking's jaws were upon him. Fangs ripped across the bridge of his nose as he swung his head down and up just avoiding the worst of the attack. The facial wound was bleeding badly but there would be time to deal with it later. He kicked off hard, seeking to duck down low and slam the front of his horns into the top of Úlfr's lowered head. He hoped to hit with enough force to knock the other man unconscious.

Álarr vs Úlfr for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked shoulder harness
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked helmet
Companion 1: Pallas Cat, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Raven, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Kudu horns (small) - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Defender

So he was the silent type? All stern and serious, grumpy in his old age. That sounded awfully familiar to Kuroki, tsk tsk. It wasn't the end of the world though, not when there was more to focus on, he supposed. He grimaced when he felt teeth latch onto the handsome meat of his shoulders, but instead of trying to pull away he merely surged forward, shoving harder against the wolf of Avalon. He knew he was a snacc and all, it only made sense to let the defender have a better taste, you know? And yanno, if he gave his muzzle a good donkin' in the process then all the more power to Oki, innit. Kuroki vs Cloudburst for dominance Round 2/2 Age: over 1 Size: Dire wolf Build: Medium Offensive Battle Accessory: Traditional Japanese tanto Defensive Battle Accessory: Black Panther Cloak Companion 1: Akita, Female - Battle Companion 2: Wild boar, Male - Battle *Companion 3: Black kite, Female - Flying Mutation 1: Antelope horns - Defensive Mutation 2: Sabre teeth - Offensive Mutation 3: Eagle talons - Offensive Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter Speciality: Marauder

And the winner is...

Úlfr

Álarr must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: Úlfr : Attack Roll: 81 Defense Roll: 23 Agility Roll: 85 Perception Roll: 76 Total: 265 Attack[81] + 60% Bonus[48.60]: 129.60 Defense[23] + 15% Bonus[3.45]: 26.45 Agility[85] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 85.00 Perception[76] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 76.00 Total[317.05] + 55% Bonus[174.38]: 491.43 Álarr : Attack Roll: 66 Defense Roll: 25 Agility Roll: 23 Perception Roll: 15 Total: 129 Attack[66] + 55% Bonus[36.30]: 102.30 Defense[25] + 85% Bonus[21.25]: 46.25 Agility[23] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 23.00 Perception[15] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 15.00 Total[186.55] + 25% Bonus[46.64]: 233.19