Androcles set off at midnight, crawling from his mother's den slowly with a low stance as he moved over the terrain with swiftness. his shadow casting over the moonlit plains as he made his way to the whistling willows on a naughty whim. Érebos' hawk followed suit, chirping as if to ask him where he was going.

his ears flattened, offended and annoyed as he tried to lose them. but as Androcles approached the water with the large willow tree, the prince gasped. "How cool is this.. We don't have any trees like this at home.." he glanced at the hawk in flight just above his head before looking back in awe at the waving tree leaves. "Bet I ca-" he stopped, jumping back at the sound of nearby frog croaking. he nearly whined but that all changed when he realized what startled him. with pressed brows, the boy barked. "Prepare to die." he exhaled before puffing his chest up and angling his crystal crown towards the amphibian before he'd charge.





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Where the fuck had Tide gotten off to? Davey grumbled to himself, halfheartedly tracking his brother. It's a dark night, but like, whatever. They'd been taught how to navigate with the stars, and nothing was going to deter him. Keen gaze sweeping, scanning, tracking. Every part of him is electric and excitable. Axe gripped loosely in his jaws, chewing on the grip as he walked. Cal wasn't far off, they'd called the cavalry in to go looking for the least useful pup within the Raiders.

The Willows are so alive. Rustling in the trees, the call of frogs, and the distant sound of an owl. There's something exciting about it all, about being part of it all. Davey can even feel it beneath his paws, in the strangest way. Though Davey doesn't understand it yet, he's far better attuned to the world around him than the average boy.

As far as social attunement? That, he doesn't have. Coming upon the large shadow of a boy that was chasing around some frog, Davey squints. He's seen collie manes on his siblings, but this one? The proportions are so... weird. Wrinkling his nose and tilting his head, he takes the creature in. "Why're you fat?" That... has to be fat, right? That's what's making his silhouette weird?

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just about to take off-.. but it's then a derpy voice rang over the breeze, consequently scaring the frog away. a grimace takes over the boy's face as his brows arch, snout puckering as he looked at the creature who dared. "You stupid! You scared it!" he sighed, exhaling hot air as he flared his inky nose.

the comment seemingly rolled off the youngster as he came to slowly close the distance if the other didn't move, snorting at the new smells. "State your business. This is my willow tree." he laid his claim, features of his adult tendencies showing through by a glimpse. out in the dark, two knuckle head kids.. what was the worst that could happen? his fathers hawk cried, bidding him home but Androcles ignores it while standing in a fighting stance.




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Davey lifts his lip, teeth flashing as the petulant child turns the ire in his direction. "You're the one yelling, chubby." A relaxed flick of his tail, the trademark border collie stare fixing on the boy before him. Head low, calculating as he looks on the creature. Everything about him is holding steady. Confident. Poised, even.

A genuine laugh rattles through him, as the darker child decides that the tree is his. "Don't see your name on it nowhere, and the entitlement ain't cute." The words come with a roll of his eyes. Davey's expression hangs between boredom and dull curiosity, idly chewing at the leather wrap on his axe handle. "Aren't you out past your bedtime, kiddo? No wonder you're so grumpy."

Another sniff of the air... where the fuck is Tide? Calliope's scent still hanging on the breeze, she's not far off. This is just a little delay in his search, after all.

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entitlement? and who was this mutt to tell him so? "You asked for it dog!" he barked, eyes narrowing on the target as he prepared to launch. he would remember this character for sure-, committing them to memory for later, more.. serious things. Androcles was never one to forget a wonderful foe. "You aren't even a wolf." he cackled, taunting the boy who must've been only months older.

and with nothing else said, Androcles leaped forward in an attempt to clash his horns into the other. first night out and in a fight already?! aunty enyo would be proud of him!


Androcles vs Davey for dominance

Round: 1/?
Age: under 1yr
Size: Dire wolf
Build: heavy
Skills: beginner fighter & beginner hunter



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Davey laughs. He cackles, actually, the sound cursing the space around him. Everything about the boy is shining. Steady eye, far too intense for his own good, trained on the dark splotch of boy staring him down. Shoulders rolling backwards, grip steady on his axe. Allowing the head to hit full extension, relying on the steadiness of the chain. "Ooo, you want me so bad it makes you look stupid." Grinning around the weapon, tossing his head and giving it a reckless swing. As the boy closes the gap, it wouldn't be without danger.

"Of course not, I'm a fucking god." Invoking Abraxas, letting that magic flow through him as well. A child born of gods, of course he looks a little strange. Traditional looks are out, being weird looking in a hot way is in. A thought that refuses to fade, even as the creature's horns make contact with his shoulder. Oh, that won't do. Davey jerked backward, snarling as he moves. All rippling muscle and quick steps, he channels all the force he can into bringing that axe down-- ideally, right on his opponent's skull. Chop chop, bitch.

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Davey vs Androcles for dominance
Round 1/2
Age: under 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: spring loaded axe flail
Mutation 1: Neck quills - Defensive
Mutation 2: Mushroom paws - Perception
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Advanced Navigator

And the winner is...

Davey

Due to not posting within the time limit, Androcles loses by default. They must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out.