She could feel her muscles aching underneath her fur. Voodoo had been inexperienced thats why Lurid had beat her. Even if it felt like it could have gone either way. So she pulled her head back in a powerful howl. The only way for her to pratice now was to spar as many wolves as she could. Learn her way around different fighting styles. Voodoo promised, she would do better. Her head turned forward across the dusty ground. She sort of felt like she was at home here. Let her blow off some steam.

Everyone needed to. She was accepting finally that she was dangerous. However she wanted to become more so. Voodoo imagined wolves whispering her name, whether it be in love or despair.

He hadn't been to the battlefield in...well...probably never, honestly. Or maybe once or twice when his mother brought him out to practice, and at the time, he hadn't been terribly interested. But now? He was older. A proper adult. A homeless one, but an adult all the same. He knew others came here looking to get stronger, and it was today that he decided he wanted to do just that.

The call of a stranger on the wind drew him in, and it wasn't long before he came upon an unfamiliar. Granted, everyone beyond his immediate family and the former Abraxas pack were complete strangers to him, but that would all change soon enough. "I'll fight you." He stated as he took up a defensive stance, teeth snapping together in a grin. This would either go really well or really bad. Only one way to find out. "Your move!"

A bite, she was glad. It seemed he would be a good opponent for her. Voodoo enjoyed his grin watching as he set his defenses. She would set out do the same. "Voodoo, pleasure to meet and spar with you." an introduction always felt proper to her. Her ears pinned back. Pulling her gums back to reveal her shiny set of teeth

-fight start-

Voodoo kicked off her back legs shooting straight towards the male. Her toes spread in the terrain for more traction. Jutting out her right shoulder she aimed to slam it into his chest an attempt to knock the wind out of him. Bending her knees her tail accomidated in turn to her balance. Voodoo opened her jaws aiming for his right shoulder. Her jaws attempting to gain a strike where his right shoulder connected with his neck. Keep it simple she thought.

Voodoo vs Ravage for spar
Round 1/2
Age: over 1yr
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Intermediate Healer

He wasn't one to really care for names, but since she opted to introduce herself, he supposed he ought to do the same. "Ravage." He answered simply before settling into his defenses and preparing for the fight to come. He watched her. Observed how she moved and where she might be aiming. She was smaller than him, though not by much. An inch or two, he figured. As she charged at him, Ravage sought to do the same. He moved forward to meet her head on, their chests colliding and he grunted on impact. He was sure to have a bruise after all of this was said and done. As her teeth moved to connect with the meaty part of his shoulder, Ravage threw himself onto his rear legs, seeking to wrap his forelegs around her neck, displacing her initial bite as her fangs struck the bony part of his shoulder.

He snarled with her bite before lunging forward, teeth aiming to grab the back of her neck. He sought her scruff mainly. Control her head, control her movements, control her positioning. All of this while he sought to push forward in an effort to unbalance her.

Ravage vs Voodoo for Spar
Round: 1/2
Age: Over 1yr
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Beginner Intellectual