Ellara's paws crunched softly over the bone-littered ground of the Boneyard, her pink eyes scanning the desolate expanse with a determined gleam. The ancient wasteland stretched before her, a haunting reminder of countless battles fought and lives lost. The skeletal remains scattered across the terrain told tales of worship and war that predated any living memory, creating an eerie but oddly beautiful landscape.

She adjusted the reinforced hide collar around her neck, the bone reinforcements making a slight clicking noise as she moved. The bladed hide bracers on her forearms glinted in the pale light, the ivory blades sharp and ready for the next challenge. Beside her, two Barred Owls soared gracefully, their mocha and white feathers blending seamlessly with the muted tones of the Boneyard. Their 50" wingspans cast fleeting shadows over the ground, adding to the mystique of Ellara's presence.

Taking a deep breath, she lifted her head to the sky and let out a long, resonant howl. The sound echoed across the wasteland, a call to any who dared to face her in battle. The owls circled above, their sharp eyes watching for any sign of approach. Ellara stood tall, her heart steady, her spirit unyielding. The Boneyard awaited, and so did her next test.

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It beckoned her forward- a fluid like walk as the soot & cream goddess emerged from her previous slumber. kept as ever, her fur clean and groomed to perfection. one would say how unpleasant it would be to get it dirty with the wear & tear of battle.. but she fantasized how the blood of someone would adorn her like a speckled fairy. a morbid creature, she was a darkness unassuming.

she crept forward, taking her time as she finally did arrive before the other. pausing with a suducutive sway of her hips, soleste sized her up shameless. pink eyes drinking in the other's features with unmissable delight: her tongue coming over to lick her maw as if relishing the thought of tasting the female. the stranger was a tall beauty- armored & all too ready for a fight. with a shrug, she smiled deviously at the other, sliding on her helmet and claws.

& and with a simple blink, she shot forward with a heavy charge; her muscular body bolting with action. she aimed to knock into the other, chin tucked with the intent of slamming head first into the woman's chest area- accompanied with the intent to swing her arms over the lass for a grip.

Soleste vs Ellara for Spar
Round: 1/?
Age: over 1yr
Size: Large
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Pure titanium sharpened claw covers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Pure titanum wolf skull mask
Companion 1: Female sharp shinned hawk - Battle
Skills: novice fight & beginner intellectual
Specialty: n/a


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Ellara's ears perked as the soot and cream wolf emerged, her fluid movements a stark contrast to the barren wasteland. The newcomer's eyes, dark and predatory, roamed over Ellara with a brazen, almost hungry delight. Ellara held her ground, her pink eyes unflinching as she assessed her opponent.

The stranger's sudden charge was met with a swift response. Ellara sidestepped at the last moment, using her agility to avoid the brunt of the impact. As the wolf's head grazed her side, Ellara swung her forearm, aiming the ivory blades of her bracers towards her attacker's shoulder.

Simultaneously, a sharp cry pierced the air as her Barred Owls swooped down, talons extended to strike at Soleste's exposed back. The distraction hopefully gave Ellara a moment to regain her stance, her eyes locking onto her opponent with renewed intensity.

Her heart pounded with adrenaline, the thrill of the fight coursing through her veins. With a low growl, she prepared for Soleste's next move, ready to defend and counter with every ounce of strength and cunning she possessed. The Boneyard echoed with the sounds of battle, each moment a testament to their skill and resolve.


Ellara vs Soleste for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bladed Hide Bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced Hide Collar
Companion 1: Barred Owl, Male - Perception
Companion 2: Barred Owl, Female - Perception
Skills: Intermediate Healer & Advanced Fighter

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she misses by a hair and it stirs up a ferocious snarl deep from within soleste, frustrated as her brows pressed forward. how could she have missed the bitch? her attention is then casted around the sharp pain that stabbed into her right shoulder, made by some weapon the girl wore. flattened ears and eyes full of offensive, she refused to yelp, swallowing her pain whole. hearing a cry above her, she leaped just in time to avoid the owl's talons. it's then she went again-, aiming to crash into the other with arms extending forward to make contact before trying to send her bared teeth towards the other's skin.

Soleste vs Ellara for Spar
Round: 2/2
Age: over 1yr
Size: Large
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Pure titanium sharpened claw covers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Pure titanum wolf skull mask
Companion 1: Female sharp shinned hawk - Battle
Skills: novice fight & beginner intellectual
Specialty: n/a


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Ellara watched as Soleste evaded her owls’ talons, the frustration evident in her opponent's snarl. The pain in Soleste’s eyes from the bracer's strike was satisfying, but there was no time to dwell on it. Soleste launched another attack, aiming to crash into Ellara with outstretched arms and bared teeth.

Anticipating the move, Ellara braced herself, lowering her stance to absorb the impact. As Soleste's teeth sought her skin, Ellara twisted her body, using her momentum to bring her bladed bracers up again, aiming for Soleste’s exposed side. Her owls circled back, their sharp cries a constant reminder of their presence and aid.

With a low growl, Ellara pushed against Soleste’s weight, using her lighter build and agility to her advantage. Her pink eyes gleamed with determination, ready to finish this spar with the same ferocity that had brought her this far.


Ellara vs Soleste for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bladed Hide Bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced Hide Collar
Companion 1: Barred Owl, Male - Perception
Companion 2: Barred Owl, Female - Perception
Skills: Intermediate Healer & Advanced Fighter

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And the winner is...SOLESTE

SOLESTE

ELLARA must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: SOLESTE: Attack Roll: 75 Defense Roll: 51 Agility Roll: 60 Perception Roll: 44 Total: 230 Attack[75] + 25% Bonus[18.75]: 93.75 Defense[51] + 15% Bonus[7.65]: 58.65 Agility[60] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 60.00 Perception[44] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 44.00 Total[256.40] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 256.40 ELLARA: Attack Roll: 31 Defense Roll: 25 Agility Roll: 97 Perception Roll: 11 Total: 164 Attack[31] + 10% Bonus[3.10]: 34.10 Defense[25] + 25% Bonus[6.25]: 31.25 Agility[97] + 5% Bonus[4.85]: 101.85 Perception[11] + 20% Bonus[2.20]: 13.20 Total[180.40] + 15% Bonus[27.06]: 207.46

Heavenly Dark Flower



she lands a blow, biting into the girl's skin. her pupils expand, the blood activating her greed for more as she released to allow the warm liquid to flow into & over her lips. delicious. ears splay as her demeanor changes then, releasing her grip just before ellara intends to swing that wrecked armor at her again. "Enough." she hisses, sneering her words through the cavernous rails of her teeth. she steps away some, seating herself now.

her soot maw was smeared with the blood of her opponent. a successor over them. "Soleste Sombre." she grinned, pearly white teeth glinting at the other. she might've been odd to the other, but soleste never cared. her tail came to rest over her paws as she awaited the other to speak before adding, "You're a spitfire aren't you."



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The sting of Soleste's teeth piercing her skin, the warmth of her own blood trickling down her side, made Ellara wince and instantly begin to yield. She watched with a mix of admiration and defiance as Soleste took a step back and smiled at her with that bloody grin. Ellara licked her own lips, tasting the metallic tang of blood, and let out a low, appreciative growl.

"Well played, Soleste Sombre." she purred, her voice laced with both respect and a hint of admiration. "You've got quite a bite. I am Ellara Praetor."

Ellara straightened herself up, ignoring the throbbing pain from her wound. Her pink eyes locked onto Soleste's, a cheeky smile curling at the edge of her dark lips. "A spitfire?" She liked it. "Perhaps. Don't think this is a the last you will see of me."

She took a step forward, closing the distance between them slightly to give Soleste a respectful nod. "You've proven your strength to me today. I'll be sure to remember it," she said with a sly wink, her paws beginning to take her away from the boneyard. She would need to stop the bleeding on this wound.

-Exit Ellara-

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