The bitch of dark pecan almost soot hued wandered alone, after the meeting with the other dark spruce hinted woman, crimson apricot eyes shooting out at her surrounds of the foreland laid before her, the terra firma allowing caramel dirt to swirl around with a humid air that combed it's fingers threw the womans coat. Ears lacing against her skull. Charcoal clouds covered the sun shortly after her arrival. Looking with a promise of rain, but it wouldn't, and this pissed the woman off even more. A curl of her lips, revealing powdered fangs.

Soon her cranium rises to the pewter sky, allowing a long sharp cry out for anyone to heed the warning. Her paws stomping into the ground. She wanted to taste the life force between her lips, on her tongue. The now onyx woman with walnut undertones would wait with such annoyance. A fucking fight. A fight to cause injury or anything of sorts. Something that brought her back to the earth.

Thing was it wasn't the woman known as Hala calling out, but a brutish howl. The voice cold feeling no empathy. "Blood will be spilt here, it does not matter whos. But blood will be spilt." Stephan stated coldy to whom ever listened.

Hala Indigo

table coding by bunni ♥

Hala's Speach - speech
Thoughts (voices) - voices
Stephens Speach- stephens voice

Raumr did not particularly enjoy this area of Auster. It was quite a barren land with creepy trees that appeared to cry blood. He had only found out such a thing when he went to sharpen his claws against the bark of one of the trees and a crimson liquid seeped out. Hoping to head back to Taiga and Graive instead of continuing further into the desolate wasteland of impending doom, he is surprised when a brutish howl echoes toward him. Pausing a moment, he turns, ears fluttering and tail flicking back and forth. A call for a fight? Why would anyone want something like that here of all places?

Drawn by feline curiosity, Raumr heads to where the call originated from. A woman covered in midnight fur stands alone. Her appearance is rather disgruntled, but nothing that says he couldn't take her in a fight. Feeling a rise in his testosterone and adrenaline, he approaches the lone wolf, beginning to circle her with feline intensity. "A fight is what you wish? A fight will be granted," Raumr's honey smooth and sweet tones speak out, a devilish smile on his scarred lips.

Raumr Regalus, the Third

table coding by bunni ♥

Raumr vs Hala for Spar
Round 0/?
Age: Over 1
Size: Large species
Build: Balanced
Skills: Beginner Hunter & Beginner Fighter

The scent of a stranger made her hackles rise. A low threatening growl splayed from her maw as he came into veiw. A large brute with a ivory mane, a fucking lion. Just her damned luck. Adrenaline began to coarse threw her veins, a yawn given forth closing with a scoff. The smirk upon his lips not going unnoticed to her eyes that resemble that of fire. The lion began to circle her, her head lowered against her chest to protect the most vital area.

Twin peaks lace against her skull as a sneering rumble gave forth. Vocals like venom coating satin seeping out. "No more talk til the end then sir." Eyes watching him closely, waiting for his move as they spoke little to each other.

Hala Indigo

table coding by bunni ♥

Hala vs Raumr for Spar
Round 0/3 (if you want)
Age: over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Skills: Beginner Intellectual & Beginner Fighter
Specialty:

speech - voices - stephens voice