ooc;; Keno and I have agreed that there will be no time limit to this challenge, neither of us want to default and keeping it shorter for ease of judging but not minimum Precious babe was keen and attentive now, lids fluttering as a light breeze passed against delicate features bringing with it the scent of death and decay. It had been a long time since Vi had been here, not since the siege when she had buried her nephew and it wasn't somewhere she had ever wished to return. But today the trip here was un avoidable. Not so many months ago she had promised a beautiful woman the world and she had refused, instead agreeing to be a queen if Vi gave her a throne to rule on. And a throne she would have. The world she would have if she asked it of Vi but unlike the figures of Vi's obsessions in the past this woman was not as ambitious and power hungry, not as interested in using Vi as a pawn in her schemes rather content to simply go along with whatever the red woman wanted. But none the less Vi would do anything for her purple goddess, break stone, change the course of rivers if that was her wish. And being one for theatrics and grande gestures this had been the first thing that had come to mind. Why not start a pack? Well restart one? Though Vi's heart longed to retake Tortuga she knew she would never be able to live in peace there, that the pale king would come for her especially if she extended a paw to Taurig and his family like she one day hoped to. So she had settled on Seracia, a pack she had ventured to when Desdemona had ruled Tortuga but had since heard little from. She sincerely hoped that Gerhardt was no longer the ruler for dispute her distaste for politics and political adventures she had quite enjoyed her chats with him. A slow glance would be cast around, she had left the children at home with Kylar saying she didn't want him to come and would feel better with him caring for her young as he had been a father long before she had been a mother. But in truth she had yet to tell him of his young son's demise and knew that if they came here he might ask questions she wasn't yet ready to answer. She loved her nieces and nephews. All of them, even Frictions daughter she had only every heard about in passing and his litter that might have already been born since least they spoke. Who knew how many more nieces and nephews had been born. Had Maia or Rune had children of their own yet? They were of age? Family. It had always been her whole world and would continue to be the majority of it. She was doing this for her family as well. Her love for Des had driven her but it would give her family a stability to grow and expand. And maybe she could finally set all the plans into motion she had been putting off for far too long. Stomach was already tightening after pregnancy, she had been making sure to spend half her days and nights exercising and other then tests still filled with milk she was almost back to fighting shape. But it didn't matter, she had a goal, a reason to fight and win and in her mind that guaranteed her victory. Despite her cockiness, though, she carried herself with respect. Head was held level to her back and tail licked at her heels. Desiree would be the queen, she was nearly a knight for her. So once paws halted near the centre of the battlefield head would finally tip back to let out a long challenging howl calling for the Seracian alpha. It was time. Would Desiree come to watch her knight battle? She had been there for the birth, would she be here for this? As soon as howl cut off the red babe would allow black lined eyes to slither across the landscape once more, waiting for her purple goddess to appear of maybe other faces? How many would attend this show? She hoped for many, she had always loved to put on a good show and that meant having an attentive audience. Frost dipped tail licked at her heels as she took a steading breath. This was one of her first honest fights. She was more of the sneak up from behind and snap your neck kind of gal and though she had sparred many times there was always that written rule that if Vi got scarred seriously she would hunt them down and kill them. After all a lady must always look her best.

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She had taken a liking to the russet woman. Their meeting had been an interesting one to say the least, but still pleasant. She had left quite an impression on the silver temptress. So when the sirens howl echoed from the battlefield, she made the decision to attend, to see why the woman called for a stranger. It was a challenge no doubt. Long limbs would carry her at a leisurely trot, there was no need to rush, this matter held little importance to her, other than to see the outcome. The smell of blood and death grew stronger, assaulted her nostrils in an unpleasant way. While she loved the smell of blood, the smell of death and decay was disgusting to the woman. She would slow her pace as paws kissed the blood soaked earth, coral gaze searching for the russet siren. It would only take a moment to find the queen, standing centerfield, awaiting an answer to her challenge. "I do hope you are successful." A sultry grin would part her lips as she offered subtle words of encouragement behind her husky tones. She seat herself at the edges of the imaginary ring, audits standing at attention. Her curiosity flared, she wondered who it was that she challenging, and why? She had not gotten to know the womans life story, nor did she had a desire to, but the woman could certainly make a powerful ally. Talk like this

She was all to ready. Awoken she was, by the sweet summon of her crimson nymph. It had only been a few months ago since she had stolen the heart of Desire?, obtaining it not by the announcement of challenging for a pack, but just the woman alone was enough. She needed no gold nor wealth, no title to be known- by the side of Viridiana is all that she needed. Her mismatched gaze would glance over the terrain, lazily they seemed to be. She was eager to see who came out as the victor, so that alone gave her the motivation. Long legs would caress the ashened floors, moving to the continous beat to the earths tapping. It was like a magnet that the purple lore would come, venturing close towards the battlefield. It was then De would see the bold woman, waiting for her challenger to come and see who rules on top. Her steps would become light, falling witness to this very day.

Another had come as support, chiming encouraging words. Her ashen coat dines with coal markings, and she had to wonder. where did she reside from. The summer days had stricken to be hot, pouring down venomous heat upon them all, and it had come to a surprise that no one had been taken by a stroke. Briefly, her mind would go back to when they last met, at the birth. The pups so young, and now? they get the chance to obtain theres mothers success, and perhaps much more then the title of heir.

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As a Queen one most be ready for the day that a challenger may appear, calling out to take lands that the ruler so loved. But for Destruction this challenge was, well, startling to say the least. While Destruction hadn't minded taken care of things for Loccian while she was ill she would have never, ever expected a challenger to call for the rights to Seracia. A sinking feeling would gather in Destruction's heart. It was one thing to take care of the pack for Loccian, in hopes she would recover quickly and claim back the lands, but now the fate of Seracia would rest upon her shoulders, and the call couldn't be left unanswered. The ebony and crimson stained woman would make her way to the battlefield alone, her ears flicked back ever so slightly. It had been quite some time since she last fought anyone, though she was mindful enough to keep up a training routine. Now, more than ever, she was grateful that she had. Her skills would truly be put to the test here on the battlefield, and the aging fae prayed to the gods above that she would come out of this still the Queen of Seracia... and hopefully not too badly damaged. Fights could get nasty real quick after all. Her single crimson ringed orb would fall upon the gathering of wolves. The first to catch her attention was a woman with a purple pelt. It was uncommon for even a patch of color to be odd, let alone a fullbody. She even had orbs of mismatched hues, giving her an almost exotic appearance. But she was not the challenger judging by her stance. Her gaze would shift to another wolf. Another female of gray, black and white. Another stranger... though she was also not the challenger. That left only one other option for her foe, and Destruction would shift her gaze to look upon the russet and white wolfess. The dark woman would come to a stop, single orb holding no hatred, only seriousness and determination as she looked upon her challenger. Even if she lost this fight today she wasn't going to be going down without a fight. There was no way in hell she would simply back down. This woman wanted her pack... her home. Destruction could only hope that, should she win it, that Seracia would not go downhill. A small sigh, barely audible, would pass her lips, and Destruction would finally speak to her challenger. "A good day to you. I suppose that we should probably get straight down to business then." As she spoke her gaze would not stray from the woman's form. "As Queen of Seracia I accept your challenge. State your terms should you win and make your move." Then Destruction would shift her body as defenses were set. Ears would pin back flat against her skull as her long tail was tucked, a factor to protect both of them from being grabbed. She would tip her head forward, lowering it in order to protect her neck. Shoulders would roll forward as she widened her stance, spreading out her weight to help with balance and movement. Her fur would raise upon her body, giving a little protection against possible grabs. Finally her single orb would narrow, determination flashing within. She was ready. Speech,

Attacks:: None.

Defenses::

-Ears Pinned
-Shoulders Rolled Forward
-Head Lowered
-Widened Stance / Distributed Weight
-Fur raised / floofed out
-Eye narrowed

Injuries:: None.

Notes:: Just a note for admins / mods that what Dione says is true. No defaults. ^^ Also best of luck, Dione! This will certainly make for an interesting battle. :3

Would she come? It was the only thing that plagued the dame's mind as lantern eyes slithered over the landscape behind her and before her. Finally they fell on a familiar form and though it was not the first one she had wished to see it was a welcome sight none the less. Hushed tones would slither from inky lips and Vi couldn't help the devilish smile that slipped over her own to match. But she said nothing in return, head simply tipping to the side in appreciation for her new friends words and companionship. If nothing else at least someone was here for her. But then like that first star of the night she would appear, quietly at first but then striding closer like the queen Vi hoped to soon make her. A genuine smile slipped easily into place on Vi's dark stained lips and for a moment she relaxed, allowing her gaze to linger on the purple beauty before tossing a wink to Cat and rolling her shoulders as she straightened herself once more, eyes ahead as she waited for her opponent to arrive. She had all she needed around her now, Des was here? It was an older woman who would approach, dark hued with rust stained on her chest with a missing eye. She was of impressive form and for a moment Vi breathed a sigh of relief. She was larger then Vi and though not as big as her brother it was a type of wolf she was used to fighting. "A good day to you as well I suppose. If you would like we can make this as quick as possible." Vi said, head dipping low to show that somewhere in all of the chaos that was about to erupt around them she did respect this female. She was an alpha, she had done what Vi had always avoided and thought that she couldn't do. "Should I win I will take leadership of the pack. You would be welcome to remain, as would your current pack members. All can be decided by each once the battle is finished. I would wish to move the packs location and rename it though." She said easily, head tipping as she gave the woman a moment to see if she would agree or deny these terms. Not that she had much choice but Vi was quite open to suggestions. And for a moment eyes would flicker to Desiree to see if she could read emotions there, see if her love would approve. Even as the female began to set her defences Vi took a few steps forward, enough to give them room to breath but not enough to make her moves as predictable. And then she would set her own defences. Neck arched easily, chin slithering outwards so she could have a clear field of vision of her opponent but already lower jaw unhinged to keep her throat protected. Ears pinned and eyes narrow as hackles raised to make herself look bigger then she really was. Tail remained at a half way between tucked and raised to act as a rudder ready to go further up or down as needed. Joints loosened, legs bending easily as stance splayed to centre her balance. "Best of luck to you, queen of seracia." Vi would murmur, words meant for the older dame's ears alone. She didn't mean her any harm, meant her family and friends no harm if she had them and she wanted this woman to know that. Head would dip slightly once more, lowering just enough for the woman to see before mask would be placed on. Lips curled, white canines that flowed from pink gums easily exposed. For a moment she would snarl, tongue hanging over jaws as lantern eyes scanned this woman's heavily muscled form. Haunches would curl and then she launched herself, darting forward like a racehorse from the gates head on at first, head lowered to present her upper neck and shoulders to the woman as she faked going for her ankles. At the last second she would dart to her right, throwing her hips over so she swung around in a moment of unbalance to make a T with the larger woman. Fangs sot to find purchases on the woman's back, ribs, shoulder or flank. Looking to rip flesh quickly as she planted her paws to regain her balance. Now tail would tuck, preventing it from being ripped off if the woman decided to swing around like Vi had. But she didn't look to get a grip there, simply looking to cause pain, start the blood flow. Jaws would almost immediately seek another target, neck arching to turn and go for the woman's left elbow. She wanted to take her off balance, pull that leg out from under her and drag her to the ground if she could. If not she would settle with whatever she got and hang onto that for dear life for the time being. Should her bite fail or grip release then she would back peddle, looking to have the woman follow her a few steps. ONE TWO THREE FOUR ATTACKS running straight forward so it looked like she was going for destruction's paws. darted right at the last minute and swung her hind legs around while her front came to a stop so she and destruction make a T. tried to bite at destructions right side, anywhere, before trying to grab a hold on destructions upper right leg around her elbow which she will hang onto if she gets the hold. if not she will back up. DEFENCES neck arched, chin tipped up but lower jaw unhinged to cover her throat. ears pinned, eyes narrowed, hackles raised. Back arched, stomach flexed and tucked to gather her core strength.. tail ready to tuck out of the way or lash out like a rudder. legs loose and bent with wide stance to centre her balance. INJURIES none yet, first round.

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As quick as possible. Destruction would want nothing more, her serious attitude not at all shifting as she watched the other female, her opponent. It had been longer since she fought another wolf, especially of such importance, though the dark woman hoped with all of her heart that she would not fail her pack. Though had she not failed them already? She wasn?t even sure if she deserved to be Queen, though she was sure, if nothing else, that this battle today would tell her if she was prepared to live up to the title or not. She would return the gesture, dipping her own large head to show respect to her opponent. Destruction would feel a pang in her heart as the woman spoke her terms. Though she and the Seracians would be welcome to stay, their home, the place they had grown together for so long, would be moved, and the name of the pack, though would be expected, would be changed. The latter of the two things didn?t bother her... But leaving her home... The lands she had become so familiar with, the perfect home, would be gone. Well, not gone, but it would no longer belong to her pack... And... Should she lose... Would she have the courage to stay? ?I appreciate the terms you have set, though, if I may be so bold to make a request, that, should you win, you might consider keeping The Range among your pack lands, if not now, eventually. It has been a home for many of our wolves for quite some time, and I?m sure they would all be sad if they were to leave it. In the end, however, it is the choice of the victor.? Destruction spoke with calm tones, using what time she still had to, just in case, speak for the people of the pack she had come to know and love. The red woman would begin to set defenses, and Destruction would stand ready, double checking her own. Her stance would be adjusted ever so slightly, keeping it wide and weight distributed for balance, with digits splaying to keep a firm and ready grip on the ground as she braced herself for whatever attack the other wolfess might throw at her. The distance between them had been closed, and Destruction knew this tactic all too well, having used it many times in her younger days. The crimson ringed orb of the fae remained narrowed, ears pinned to her skull in determination, though they would not miss the words that were meant for her alone. Des would give a slight nod, speaking softly, so that her own words would be meant only for her opponent. ?...and to you, stranger.? She would roll her shoulders forward in anticipation, ready to lunge and meet the attack of the other fae when she came. Head would dip downward just a bit, jaw unhinging both to act as a guard and be to be ready when she needed it to bite. Fur would fluff out, standing up to serve as an additional buffer to bites.While Destruction might not have been too certain on things with Seracia at the moment she knew one thing -- she wasn?t about to throw this match. No, this would be no easy victory. Her tail would remain tucked, as she wasn?t worried so much about moving on the first round, but rather working to counter the other woman?s move in a small area. Her opponent would spring forward, and Destruction would move, though her bulk meant she would move slower than the more lithe form that the red wolfess bore. She was at a forty-five degree angle or so when the other wolf was facing her at a ?T?-shaped position. The fangs of her opponent would seek flesh, and meet it, scoring across her right shoulder as Destruction moved to action. The closer proximity of the two left little room for escape, and Des planned to user her size to her advantage here. She would swing her head to the right, side stepping as the red wolfess launched her second attack. The jaws of her opponent would get a looser grip on her leg, gaining the end third of it rather than a firm hold around the middle, and Destruction would launch her own attack. The dark woman?s jaws would flash downward, doing her best to push the pain to the back of her mind for now. Her fangs would seek the woman?s ruff, which in it?s more arched position was more vulnerable now. Her goal was simple -- grab on and shake the other woman for all she was worth. The attack, at the very least, would encourage the other woman to drop the grip she had on her leg. Should her attack fail, and the other woman realize her tactics before it was too late, her jaws would seek any flesh upon her face as she tried to pull away, and, hopefully before the woman could retaliate, push off with her hind legs in a hope to barrel directly into the other wolf and stun her for a moment. "Speech" Think

Round:: One

Attacks:: Destruction is aiming to grab onto Vi?s scruff and shake her as violently as possible. Should this attack fail, and Vi lets go and tries to back away, Destruction will aim to tear any of the flesh upon her face with her fangs before lunging forward in an attempt to smash into Vi?s body head on and stun her momentarily.

Defenses:
-Widened stance with weight distributed to aid balance
-Digits splayed for a firm grip upon the ground
-Eye narrowed
-Ears pinned
-Tail tucked
-Head lowered with jaw unhinged
-Shoulders rolled forward
-Fur fluffed

Injuries:
-Cut on right shoulder
-Teeth punctures on the end third of her right front leg

She had been lingering about the pack, lost as to what was going on. But in that time she was growing stronger. Her body though still slim, was cut and toned. Muscles rippled under her smooth coat, muscles of a runner. Her haunches were also rather strong as well from her heron hunts. Though her personality had yet to fully bloom like her body. She was still nervous around others, slunk around and crouched before those she knew held higher ranking than her. She still isolated herself much from the rest of the pack. In a way she was just waiting for the time where she would find her place within the pack. But when the howl of a challenge for Seracia's alpha rang out her body tensed. Her hackles raised and she set off at a brisk pace to see what was going on. The thought of anyone challenging her home angered her. Had those who had joined not done so without some kind of test? Had they not earned it, to live here and hold it as their own? And who would so be to try and take it from them? This challenge was not just for an Alpha, it effected everything. She didn't like it. The few faces she knew of had grown close to her, abite she was never around them much she still cared. And so when she arrived to the battlefield her body was held upright, confident and steady. Her eyes which normally were timid and shy were a sharp burning pale green fire. By the time she got there the fight had started already. Silently she urge Destruction on, her gaze focused on the pair, giving the other two no more than a spare glance. What worried the young girl was that she was the only one here supporting Destruction. Where was everyone else?

"All things that can be discussed when the victor is determined. But I will take your request into consideration" She said to Destruction's request, already in her mind mapping out the path between Mount Volkan and the range that destruction spoke of. It wasn't far apart, could she do it? No, she didn't want to worry about it, she had a battle to deal with and focus on not pack lands. This female was large and looked hardened, the victor was far from decided. The queen would wish Vi luck as well and the red woman smiled sadly, she seemed like a good leader and a fine woman. Vi felt a pang of guilt kick her in her stomach as she thought of dethroning this woman. If it had to happen Vi would like for her to stay if at all possible, would like to get to know her better. She reminded Vi of her eldest sister Zara almost painfully so. But any feelings of sorrow, guilt or dismay were thrown to the winds in the heat of battle, the taste of blood flowing over tongue as feet dragged a wound across the woman's shoulder. Though her first attack had gone off without much of a hitch her second was foiled as Destruction sidestepped, creating distance and space between them that she hand't intended. Vi's teeth wrapped around the woman's leg, loosely at first but soon she would try and slid teeth forward to grab a better grip. She paid almost no mind to Destruction, seeming to forget that the woman could attack back at all until a sharp pain shot through her upper neck. The larger woman had found purchases on her lower neck, almost directly above her shoulders due to her altered position from Destriction's distance. Vi's neck was more stretched out rather then arched. She hadn't truly realized her error until it was too late. The woman began to shake violently and Vi would attempt to scurry back while dragging Destruction's leg with her, if Destruction would plant then the leg would be released. If grip remained on her leg, jaws would work, attempting to chew at the bone of Destruction's leg and cause as much pain as possible and hopefully tear some ligaments. But she wouldn't linger, wouldn't maintain her grip for long as Destruction contented her insistent shaking. She could feel muscle tear and flesh rip, hot blood spilling over equally crimson pelt, she had to do something to get this woman off. Grip would release almost immediately, throwing her weight as quickly to the right as possible, towards Desctuction'ss hip at first in an attempt to maybe slow the shaking with some tension before once more sliding her hips around, trying to almost hit them against Destriction's own. Like a viper she would strike, attempting to launch herself at the nearest flesh she could find. Whether that be the side of Destruction's neck (preferable) at her artery, her jugular or chest she didn't care. She wanted to gnaw on flesh and rip it from bone. Legs were splayed now, rooting herself to the ground as steadily as possible, joints only slightly bent so they could straighten and lock into place if she tried to throw her weight down. Ears remained flattened, eyes narrowed and tail tucked. Her neck scrunched the best she could, tensing to try and put some resistance into Destruction's shaking. Abdomen would tuck to gather her core strength and shoulders would roll forward to try and make Destruction's grip harder. ONE TWO THREE FOUR ATTACKS: Tried to slide her grip forward more so Destruction's leg is gripped between molars, then she will try and back up to pull Destruction a bit off balance and take her leg with Vi. If she is able to back up with Destructions leg then she will continue to try and gnaw on Destruction's leg before releasing and swinging her hips around to try and put enough tension on Destruction's jaw and neck that she might let go. Will attempt to collide her hip's into Destructions before launching forward. Depending on where Destruction has ended up she will attempt to grab the side of Destruction's neck (preferred), jugular or chest. Should she gain a grip she will attempt to pull flesh and muscle from bone by shaking. DEFENSES: Splayed legs, loose joints, ears flattened, eyes narrowed, tail tucked, neck scrunched, abdomen tucked and shoulders rolled forward. INJURIES: Deep wounds along the top of her lower neck close to her shoulders. Will cause intense bruising and medium blood loss.

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Destruction?s main goal of gaining a hold upon the red woman?s neck was successful, jaws clamping down upon the flesh just above her shoulders. First to the left and then to the right, back and forth she would shake her large cranium with as much force as possible. This position, depending on her opponent?s moves, could leave her neck more open than she would have liked, though she was rather certain the other would not go for a killing blow. If anything a hold too close to her throat would simply call for submission... To try and pull away or move too much in that case would risk too much damage. No, she had to focus on the now. Her legs were spread and weight almost evenly distributed, with the exception of her right leg that was still within the grasp of the other femme. Destruction was trying to keep the leg pressed upon the ground, again using her heavier weight to try and prevent being dragged back as her opponent tried to scuttle backwards. The attempt was not completely successful however. While it would help to slow the progress some the other woman would manage to drag in back maybe a foot or so, the jaws of the other fae managing a better grip and attack at the limb. Teeth would tear the area on the outer half, though a tooth her and there gaining a bit more distance to her inside, of her right elbow. Pain would flare up from the punctured spots as blood trickled down her leg. She was sure that her opponent must have torn a ligament, if not more than one. Ears would press flat to her skull, eye narrowing as much as it possibly could as she let out a snarl of pain that would rumble through the woman?s scruff. The fur on her hackles was raised, and the woman would make sure to keep her tail tucked even if her opponent was right in front of her. In her eyes, or rather, eye, she had the better thing going for her at the moment. But when the red woman let go of her leg the current attacks would be fading and moving on to those of the next round. To the side the woman would jerk, moving her body toward Destruction?s own. The movement was sudden and Destruction would feel her neck strain a bit as it was curved more to the right. Jaws would release their hold upon the red woman, head going back towards the left about thirty degrees as she allowed her instincts to make the next move. Destruction?s head chin would tip forward, cutting off access to her jugular from the other woman. Her body would then instinctively set further defenses. Legs would plant firmly on the ground, letting all of her weight come down. Toes would splay out, gripping the earth to give her a better hold. She was lucky her opponent was on her right side rather than her left. Unless the red woman took the time to back up or spring away the only area for her to attack was the upper right part of her body. With her head lowered as it was, as well as being at an angle and turned more towards the right so that she was still able to see the other woman, if only partially, her chest, would be a more protected. Shoulders would roll forward, as she was unable to properly scrunch her neck in this position, just as her opponent would launch her attack. The red woman would attack, jaws going towards the back end of her neck as the side, due to the angle of her head, would have been cut off. Destruction would start swinging her back end to the left as her opponent?s teeth found a moderate grip on the bit of neck that was exposed which as closer to her ruff and above her shoulder. The flesh would most definitely tear when she made the move, should it be successful, but once Destruction had spun her body around so that she was going in a way that would be more parallel to the woman she faced. This would not be direct however, their bodies shaped with maybe two or three heads in between them. But Destruction would take her chance and lunge forward, kicking off the ground hard with her back paws. If her move would go as planned she would be able to tear herself loose from the other woman?s hold. Should that be the case rather Destruction would lash out with her back legs, bucking them out in hopes of catching the crimson woman and stunning her momentarily so that she could then once more turn to face her. Should that fail however, and all she managed to do was pull the other with her when she landed Des would first swip her right front paw toward her opponents left front leg near the ankle in an attempt to pull the leg out from under her and offset her balance.Whether or not that failed Destruction would then throw all her weight at the other from the side, aiming to slam her body into the red femme?s own, hopefully hitting her dead on or near the front of her right side with enough force to encourage her to let go. "Speech" Think

Attacks::
-First scenario:: First Destruction is lunging forward, attempting to rip herself out of Vi?s grip. I realize that this will cause damage to Destruction as well should it be successful. If it does work Destruction will buck with her hind legs to try and catch Vi anywhere she can if she tries to come up upon her for another attack while her back is turned. If that also goes as planned and Vi is momentarily stunned Destruction will simply spin to try and face Vi again.

-Second scenario:: Destruction jumps however Vi keeps a hold. Destruction will first try and hook her paw around Vi?s lower leg / ankle area and pull in hopes of pulling her leg from under her and making her lose her balance, thus making it harder to keep a grip. If that fails, or if it only causes Vi to let go and not fall to the ground {which I would see as less likely but it is your character after all} she is going to attempt to slam her body into Vi?s own, basically doing a body slam but with her right side.

Defenses::
-Spreading legs and distributing weight as evenly as possibly
-Ears pinned
-Eye narrowed
-Fur on hackles raised
-Tail tucked
-Chin tucked
-?Planted? on the ground while letting all her weight come down. Spreads her toes some to help grip the earth and keep her body in a firm position.
-Shoulders rolled forward slightly

Injuries::
-Cut on right shoulder
-Teeth punctures on the outside half of her right front leg. A couple teeth punctuations go a bit farther though.
-Torn ligament(s).
-Teeth puncture wounds on neck area near scruff / above shoulders. {Additional damage to area pending.}

Notes:: Dione and I agreed to move this down to three rounds.

Also I hope that my post makes sense / works. Since Destruction let go of Vi on reflex {considering her head is larger and I don?t think it would have been possible to keep her hold on Vi and have Vi manage to hit her hip with her own. It seems like Destruction?s neck would have needed to bend to far in so she wouldn?t be able to keep the grip}.... But yeah I just kind of used the attacks you were going to make all the same and just kind of judged it based on how positions would flow. X.x Sorry... This sucks I know.

Everything went red all at once, pain flooding her whole spine as the large woman's skull shook violently back and forth. But Vi would attempt to move through it, all her movements trying to do one simple thing: get this woman off her. She scampered back and though it barely did anything to Destruction other then maybe stretch her neck out a bit more and move a short distance, giving Vi a chance to draw more blood and to ease up on the more violent shakes though they continued for a short while. From the woman's body language Vi knew she must have hit something, whether it was puncturing or tearing a ligament she didn't know but either way she had gotten what she wanted and jaw would unhinge as she moved onto her next plan. Whole weight would get thrown around to attempt to bring her smaller frame to Destruction's side, putting the exact amount of strain she had intended on Destruction's neck to have her release her hold. But it came at a cost. Destructions teeth would rip and tear, pulling away flesh with her as she released Vi's ruff and straightened a bit more. She cried out, barking at the pain even as she would lung forward in an attempt to grab onto Destruction once more. She would have to push herself up, attempting to latch more onto Destruction's shoulder and upper neck due to the awkward angle that they were now fighting at. Forepaws would bounce and scrabble, one paw trying to find the wounds her teeth had made on Destruction's leg and rip them open a bit more just as much as trying to help herself into a better position if she could find one. But it was all for not, the large woman coiled herself and leapt. Vi, who was already only really balanced on her hind legs properly, was dragged along shortly for the ride before loose hold was pulled free, hopefully taking a small mouthful of flesh with her. Paws hit the ground at the same time as Destruction's hind paw clipped her on her lower jaw near the tip, snapping teeth closed and throwing her skull backwards. For a moment she saw spots, nose bleeding freely suddenly as her head lowered and she took a moment to just stand. What the fuck had just happened? She blinked and though it felt like an hour that she was standing there she was probably only dazed a few seconds, swaying slightly and head swinging a bit. Defenses fell into place, head dropping and neck scrunching as she took a few steps forward to attempt to close a bit of the distance between them. Shoulders lifted, hackles rising to make herself look bigger though the slight movements hurt the bruising and wounds on her neck. Paws splayed to center herself, joints loosened to lower her center of gravity lower to the earth. Eyes would narrow, ears would fold to her skull as tail tucked between legs. Abdomen tucked, spine arching to gather her core strength as hind legs shuffled to prepare herself to spring. Jaw would unhinge and lips would lift into a snarl. She felt dizzy but once more she would take a few steps forward, trying to buy herself some more time to clear her head before attacking. But she knew if she waited too long everything would go to shit. So haunches would lower and she would coil all her power, toes splaying and clenching so claws would dig into the earth for extra traction, there before launching herself forward, attempting to send herself straight forward towards Destruction. She intended to go head on, whole form lowered so shoulders and upper neck were exposed but little else. She hoped to slow herself as close to Destruction as possible, using her smaller height to avoid as many attacks as possible before she could tip her head back and shove her forepaws against the ground, trying to bring herself to a complete stop and hopefully throw open jaws upwards at Destructions chest or throat (preferred). She kept herself as low to the ground as possible but after jaws were sent towards their target she would also attempt to lift a forepaw and lash it forward, trying to grab Destruction?s upper leg with her own and pull her forward a bit, hoping to throw her off balance, Vi attempted to throw weight over a bit to help her pull but not change the direction of her jaws. ONE TWO THREE ATTACKS: Rushing straight at Destruction, keeping herself low to the ground hoping to avoid most attacks but leaving upper neck and shoulders exposed. Tried to come as close to Destruction as possible, slamming her forepaws out to try and bring herself to a full stop then throw her weight up to try and grab Destructions chest or throat (preferred). At the same time trying to reach out and hook her forepaw around Destruction?s, throwing her weight over a bit to try and pull Destruction off balance is her hold lands. DEFENSES: Head dropping, neck scrunching, shoulders lifting/hunching. hackles raising, paws splayed, joints loosened and bent, eyes narrowed, ears flattened, tail tucked, abdomen tensed, spine arched, jaw unhinged, toes splayed and nails dug into the earth INJURIES: Deep wounds along the top of her lower neck close to her shoulders. Will cause intense bruising and medium blood loss. OOC: WENT WITH FIRST SCENARIO! PS. thanks for understanding what I was going for <3 I was a bit foggy on whether Des get away then just turned to face Vi or if she turned and attacked again. So I went with that you put in your ooh note and assumed she just turned to face Vi again <3 hope thats okay!

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Fangs gripped the area of her shoulder and upper neck, certainly leading to a rather awkward position indeed. Claws would cut flesh as the red woman's forepaws went to work, seeking to do any damage at all possible. Minor things compared to some of the damage she had taken... until her opponent's claws found the previous injury upon her lower right foreleg. Pain flared as the flesh was torn further. Before the wounds wouldn't have been such a problem, minus the torn ligaments she likely had, but further damage could possibly turn into a permanent limp. The attacks landed in a matter of seconds, before she could move her own counter measures into motion.

Her mind was reeling. The thought of losing Seracia was weighing even more heavily upon her now. There were wolves counting on her... she... she couldn't fail! She might not have felt she was the best alphess but she was still their Queen. She was their first and last line of defense in this manner of business.

Her lunge earned her freedom, though her opponent did not let go immediately. A good amount of flesh had flesh had been torn away, leaving an open wound where teeth once had their hold. She would land hard, moving to gain just a moment or two so she could recollect herself and try and turn things back into her favor. Destruction would buck up, her right hind paw clipping the jaw of her opponent. Perfect. She didn't have to hear the jaws snap shut to know she had made her mark. Back legs would fall to the earth and the dark woman would turn towards the smaller red woman.

It came down to this. Destruction's eye would narrow once more, ears pinning flat against her skull. Honestly, if the woman could have managed it the ears would have lowered further. This woman had done nothing against her personally, yet her challenge threatened everything she held dear. She was going to be a wall, an unwavering wall that stood for her pack. The wolves she cared for... the wolves that made up her new family. It wasn't until she had truly thought about losing that the fear of losing them... the fear of impending change rising.

Large cranium would lower as she planted herself on the ground, tucking her tail and digging her claws into the soil. Her stance was widened just enough to help her distribute her weight, shoulders rolling forward as her face twisted in a snarl of pain. That last injury was going to be an issue. She felt something stirring... raw anger mingling with fear. Back when she first lost her world she had been too young to do anything... now was her chance.

Fur, particularly on her hackles, would raise up. Her stomach tucked as well as Destruction braced herself. Her plan was to counter and overpower... she only prayed that her plan would not fail. The red woman was lowered, lunging forward at her head on. So she was using her smaller height. Destruction's own jaws would flash, aimed to slash across the damaged area of Vi's neck again. It had been the only area that was truly exposed to her in this position... and a hold wasn't her goal this time. Just to tear across the old wound as many times as possible and cause more bloodloss.

The smaller woman would plant herself on the ground, her height being her advantage here. The proximity was too close, and Destruction would bend her legs in an attempt to do a small hop back, but not before her opponent's position landed her an attack.

The jaws of the red woman would catch onto the area of her lower throat and upper chest {basically the very bottom of the throat, before the adam's apple}. Blood would drip from the puncture wounds as Destruction changed her mind about the hop back. Destruction would throw her weight forward again just as the other woman hooked her upper leg around her right foreleg and pulled. She could feel her balance shifting, but rather than panic Destruction would use this in one last attempt to get at the other woman.

Destruction would push forward with hind legs. Her front left leg would have the paw hit the ground hard as she hopped closer to the woman. She wanted her to go forward? Then, as her front paw hit the ground again Destruction would throw her weight downward. The red woman was either going to have to let go of her hold or she was going down under Destruction's front half. Every bit of her weight went into the fall, aiming to crush her opponent's head between her neck, head, and the ground.

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Attacks:: Slashing across the old neck wound first. Once Vi has her grip on Destruction's throat / upper chest Destruction throws her weight forward and, in a last little attack, is aiming to throw her upper half on top of Vi and crush her into the ground. Destruction is not putting her paws out at all. Free form front body flop.

Defenses:: Eye narrowed, ears pinned, lowered head, tucked tail, stance widened {for even weight distribution}, shoulders rolled forward, hackles raised / fur raised, firmly planted onto the ground with claws digging into the ground for added grip, stomach tucked, jaws unhinging

Injuries::
-Cut on right shoulder
-Teeth punctures on the outside half of her right front leg. A couple teeth punctuations go a bit farther though. Now also has claw damage and further beeding to this area.
-Torn ligament(s).
-Teeth puncture wounds on neck area near scruff / above shoulders. A medium-small amount of flesh is torn away from the area.

Notes:: Actually Dione you read that perfectly. ^^ I didn't want to add too must movement and whatnot into my post so Destruction merely turned to face Vi in preparation for an attack.

Also... I'm pretty sure I derped on this but... I had a ton of fun. ^^

The male walked wearily through the territory, having recently returned from his search for his mate...though she seemed to have disappeared without a trace. "Aeil, where are you?" He murmured to himself. As he trailed aimlessly across the battlefield. It wasn't long before the sounds of ferocity reached his ears, and instantly his head would pick up. He stood there, listening, wondering what was going on and who it was, though it would soon become clear that it was a growl from a familiar friend. Destruction? Paws would begin to move, faster and faster each passing second until he was in a full run, the distance to the fight becoming closer and closer. He would see several figures gathered, one familiar among them. Rohini of Seracia, an onlooker to the battle going on.

He stopped, panting heavily beside Rohini, ears tilted back as he heard murmurings and whispers. So it was a challenge for Seracia? His home? Someone had finally decided to try and disturb the peace...red orbs glanced around, where the hell was everyone else? Did nobody care about their home anymore? A growl rose within his chest, hackles rising as he barely held himself back. He didn't want to simply stand by and watch their home get stolen from them should Desctruction fail, but he had complete confidence in her. Despite her injury from the Storm, she had to prevail.



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She watched the two females tear and scrape at each other. Fur flew, blood spilled, she had the steal herself from not running away. Destruction needed her support, seeing as she seemed to be the only one to show up. Her fur bristled in the tense air, so tense it was like standing in the middle of a lighting storm. Head lowered to cover her throat, legs spread evenly. She didn't know why she felt she needed to take a defensive posture but just did it. Tail raised slightly and claws dug into the earth more in part to keep herself grounded. Perhaps she was defensive because a pack member was fighting and she felt to need to charge in to help. Even though her natural instinct was to join in logic told her this was not her fight. She had no fighting training nor held the rank to be part of this. She growled softly in frustration. The fight seemed to drag on and on, her nerves were wearing thin. But it seemed things were coming to a close. But she had no idea who the winner was yet. Both seemed evenly matched. The sudden appearance of Dragon had her jump and head snap to him. Pale green eyes narrowed at him for a moment. So now someone shows up? She supposed it was better than not. He seemed as distressed as she was over the fight and leaned her shoulder into him softly. They both needed to remain calm for Destruction. All hell would break if either one of them lost it.

She hoped she wasn't too late, that she hadn't caught the call not in time. The yearling priest's paws would come to carry her in a fast fashion. As soon as she stopped her heart raced watching Destruction fighting, a small growl would form at the back of her throat but then subsided. She sighed, destruction was a good fighter and she had all the belief in the world for her new found adopted mother close as family. As silly as it sounded it was how it was, and herself she started off to the side to stand by. When the fight was over she would be here to offer Destruction medical support. "Please don't have any serious injuries." she said out loud but half to herself. Blue crystal eyes looking to the other wolves that were here supporting Destruction. Arian was thankful she had not been too late to miss it completely. She would be here to heal the alphess as well. And placed her full heart and trust towards her. TALK LIKE THIS

Viridiana vs. Destruction for Seracia Round 1 Viridiana: 1 for clarity--2 ?throwing her hips over so she swung around? swung around which way? -5 ?Fangs sot to find purchases on the woman's back, ribs, shoulder or flank? specify where exactly Viridiana is attacking, don?t list options. Otherwise it becomes extremely confusing and in a lot of cases impossible to aptly respond to. -2 How exactly is she attempting to pull Destruction?s elbow? Backwards? Outwards? Frontward? 0 for powerplaying. -3 ?throwing her hips over so she swung around in a moment of unbalance to make a T with the larger woman? you need an attempt phrase here. You can?t just assume she was able to make this position with Destruction, as it assumes Destruction did not move. -3 ?Jaws would almost immediately seek another target? You need to give time for Destruction to respond to Viridiana?s initial attack with her jaws before attempting another jaw attack. -5 ?Should her bite fail or grip release then she would back peddle, looking to have the woman follow her a few steps.? Conditional; essentially the same issue as the above deduction. Conditionals don?t give time for the other character to respond, and unfairly squeeze another move into a post. Also, this would be a lot of movement in a single post, for Viri to pivot and go forwards and step back. 10 for defenses. neck arched, jaws parted, ears pinned, eyes narrowed, hackles raised, tail tucked, legs bent, legs equally apart, head lowered 4 for attack. +1 for initial bite (incredible vague so hard to tell much about this attack. It?s not aimed at a vital or particularly painful area on Destruction, so combination of these two things brings this attack down a point) +3 for elbow attack 10 for injuries.First round Round One Viridiana Total: 25/50 Destruction: 0 for clarity-?scoring across her right shoulder as Destruction moved to action? this is not a deduction because it was not specified which way Viridiana pivoted, but I believe that the attacks were aimed at Destruction?s left side, not her right. -2 how deep/severe was the wound to her shoulder? -2 ? side stepping as the red wolfess launched her second attack? side stepping to which side? -3 Where on Viridiana?s scruff is she attempting to grab? -3 ?seek any flesh upon her face? where on her face? 0 for powerplaying. -3 no damage mentioned to leg when Viridiana grabbed it other than a mentioned grip. -3 ?The attack, at the very least, would encourage the other woman to drop the grip she had on her leg. ? Don?t assume what would and would not encourage the opponent to do something. -5 ? Should her attack fail, and the other woman realize her tactics before it was too late, her jaws would seek any flesh upon her face as she tried to pull away? conditional, and also double use of jaws which does not give Viridiana enough time to respond to her attack. -3 a lot of movement with the potential pull back and re-launch forewards 10 for defenses. legs spread, weight evenly distributed, toes spread, claws gripping soil, eyes narrowed, ears pinned back, shoulders rolled, head lowered, jaws parted, hackles raised, tail tucked 4 for attack. +2 for bite to scruff (minus two for vagueness, plus one for additional shaking attempt) +1 for bite to face (minus two for vagueness) +1 for chest attack (minus two for vagueness) 10 for injuries. moderate cut to shoulder. Moderate punctures/grip to shoulder First round Round One Destruction Total: 24/50 Round 2 Viridiana: 0 for clarity- -4 what specific damaged was done to her neck due to the bite? The shake? -2 ?Desctuction'ss hip? which side? -4 ?before once more sliding her hips around? sliding her hips around where? How? In general her movement is vague and confusing and doesn?t give a clear picture for how they?re aligned. -5 ?Like a viper she would strike, attempting to launch herself at the nearest flesh she could find. Whether that be the side of Destruction's neck (preferable) at her artery, her jugular or chest she didn't care.? See note in first round about the vagueness of attacks. 1 for powerplaying. -3 ?if Destruction would plant then the leg would be released? conditional. -3 for too much movement. It sounds as if Viridiana moved in one direction with her hips, and then the complete opposite direction. This is too much movement in a single post. -3 for double jaw attack; as previously mentioned, you should only use the jaws once in a post in order to give your opponent time to respond to your attack. 7 for defenses. legs spread, limbs bent, ears pinned, eyes narrowed, tail tucked, neck scrunched, shoulders rolled 3 for attack. +1 for leg yank (not sure how it?s possible considering how severely Viridiana?s being shaken, extra point granted for attempting to grip down hard and tear into bone), +0 for hip slam (not really an effective attack, and likely to cause Viridiana to rip her own neck apart as she twists and pivots) +2 for bite (vagueness deduction), 5 for injuries. -5 for severe bite/muscular damage to back of neck Round Two Viridiana Total: 16/50 Destruction: 0 for clarity- -4 how severe was the damage to her elbow? The damage to her neck? -5 where is she hoping to catch Viridiana with her kick? -2 I think you confused the term parallel. If something is parallel, they would be standing side by side. If this is not the case, then the way the post was phrased made it sound as if that was what you meant. -3 ?aiming to slam her body into the red femme?s own? which part of Destruction?s body is she trying to slam into Vi? 0 for powerplaying. -3 if her foot was dragged back a foot, that?s quite a significant distance. I truly don?t understand how Destruction was not tripped. -3 ? but once Destruction had spun her body around so that she was going in a way that would be more parallel to the woman she faced. ? don?t assume Viridiana wouldn?t move out of the way. -3 There seems to be quite a bit movement in this post, from pivoting to head on to moving back at some point to create distance to charging forwards again. Give your opponent time to react to your movements. -8 ?If her move would go as planned she would be able to tear herself loose from the other woman?s hold. ? First, this is a conditional, and second don?t assume that Destruction would be able to do so as you haven?t given time for Viridiana to react. Also way too much movement. -3 ?so that she could then once more turn to face her? too much movement. -3 for not taking damage or even mentioning Viridiana?s hip attack. -3 ? Should that fail however,? conditional 6 for defenses. legs spread, weight evenly distributed, ears pinned, eyes narrowed, hackles raised, tail tucked, toes spread, claws gripping ground, head lowered, shoulders rolled -2 for lifting off the ground and not adjusting stance -2 for using paw to attack and not adjusting stance for balance 2 for attack. +0 for kick (too vague, and if they?re parallel they are standing side by side, therefore making it impossible for Destruction?s kick back to hit anything on Viridiana) +2 for leg swipe (considering she has ligament damage in her left limb, she?d be rather off balance while attempting this) +0 for body slam (extremely vague, and it?s kinda impossible/likely to put Des off balance as she moves to try to hit Viri?s right side, especially considering ligament damage in Destruction?s leg ) 1 for injuries. -4 severe punctures/ligament damage to leg -3 grip to neck -2 for moderate bruising to hip (assessed by judge) Round Two Destruction Total: 9/50 Round 3 Viridiana: 0 for clarity- -2 ? one paw ? which paw? -2 what damage exactly was done to her jaws? -5 ?hopefully throw open jaws upwards at Destructions chest or throat (preferred)? see previous notes about being specific. -4 ?Destruction?s upper leg? where on her leg? Which leg? -2 ? Vi attempted to throw weight over a bit ? over in which direction? 8 for powerplaying. -2 ?? using her smaller height to avoid as many attacks as possible before? picky, but this borders on a conditional. Be careful with your wording, as this assumes she?d be able to avoid these attacks. ?In an attempt to avoid as many attacks as possible? would be better 8 for defenses. head dropped, neck scrunched, shoulders rolled, hackles raised, paws spread, center of gravity lowered, eyes narrowed, ears pinned back, tail lashing, jaws parted, toes spread, claws biting into the ground for traction -2 not adjusting balance when lifting leg for attack 3 for attack. +0 attempting to further damage to Destruction (at least the paw attack to Destruction?s leg seems unprobable given the angle) +1 attack to chest or throat (vague, and likely to injure Vi?s neck if she suddenly collides full force with Destruction?s chest or neck head on)+2 for leg attack (deduction for vagueness) +0 for weight attempt (given that Vi?s leg is currently lifted up, she?s likely to fall over as well, where she?d be likely to be at a disadvantage due to size) 6 for injuries. -1 furthered damage to neck, -3 dazing/damage to jaws Round Three Viridiana Total: 25/50 Destruction: 2 for clarity- -2 how severe was the damage to her neck? -2 how were her jaws attacking Vi?s neck? -2 how severe was the damage to her neck? -2 where on Vi is she hoping to hit with her body? 4 for powerplaying. -3 too much movement. Destruction hops back and forwards at the same time, giving little time for Viridiana to react. -3 ? Her front left leg would have the paw hit the ground hard as she hopped closer to the woman. ? considering Destruction?s front left leg has ligament damage, this really wouldn?t be possible. 5 for defenses. eyes narrowed, ears pinned back, head lowered, tail tucked, claws biting into soil, legs spread, weight evenly distributed, shoulders rolled, hackles raised 2 for attack. +2 attempting to further damage neck (vagueness), +0 for body flop (she?s basically throwing herself further into Viridiana?s jaws, which would further damage her throat and maybe even make her bleed out. It?s also a really vague attack) 2 for injuries. -1 further damage to leg, -3 open wound on neck -4 deep punctures to neck/throat Round Three Destruction Total: 15/50 Totals: Viridiana: 66/150 Destruction: 48/150 And the winner is... Viridiana! Destruction must give up by either submitting, fleeing, or passing out. Damage: Viridiana- deep wound to neck (1 ic month to heal with permanent scarring) Destruction- ligament damage to leg (2 ic months to heal, potential for permanent limp), deep wound shoulder/neck (1 ic month to heal, scarring), deep punctures to throat (1 ic month to heal) Notes: Tips for both writing, and some suggestions. (no points are deducted here) As a disclaimer, I am a very harsh judge. You both did do rather well! Most of what I had to say specifically is listed in the notes, but I?ll go over some general pointers. A big deduction for both of you was being too vague. If your wolf wants to bite another?s leg, specify where. Specify how your wolf tilts your head. ?Bob attempted to twist his head to the right and bite the middle of Bart?s upper front right leg? is good. ?Bob attempted to bite Bart?s leg? is incredibly vague and can put you at a disadvantage as it leaves much up to your opponent. Also, avoid conditionals! They only ever cause confusion in fights and are a form of powerplay. Dione- Don?t give options with your fight! Pick exactly where you wish to attack and attack it! I thought you did a good job with being realistic with Viridiana?s damage levels and making sure she took an appropriate level without being too handicapped. I thought you kept her attacks realistic to her size, and definitely kept to a style given that she?d be more agile than a larger wolf like Destruction. Keno- I liked how you were realistic with Destruction?s damage, but also keep an eye on how that damage would affect her fighting! If she has ligament damage in a leg, she probably will be unable to use that leg. Also watch how much movement your character makes! Also perhaps see about ways that you can use counters to lessen the damage received, so that she?s not so battered. You did use Destruction?s size to her advantage some, which is also commendable! In general I enjoyed the fight! It was creative and well written, and I could definitely see the personalities of the characters through their movements. If you guys have any questions, feel free to PM me! Sorry for the wait on this as well. AP Exams ate me! - By [MUSE]

It was as she would make her last move that Destruction could feel something wrong. The loss of blood, the pain, like a burning fire in her left leg... It was pushing something upon her she could not afford to deal with. Unconsciousness. Blackness edged her vision, and though Destruction?s initial goal was to crush the red woman under her front, the start of her consciousness leaving her cause the woman?s balance to sway, dropping to the side as fangs went deep into her throat. By the time she hit the ground Destruction?s world had almost blotted out in the darkness, a whisper leaving her lips right before she slipped into the folds of unconsciousness. ?I?m sorry...? She had lost... She had failed them. -Exit Destruction via passing out.- {{Ooc:: Shitty post. Meh.}} "Speech" Think

Like a ticking time bomb, her reaction was right on que as the alphess fell. The ex alphess, now anyway. Not that Arian cared, all that was going through her brain was safety of her friend and her close mother. Her muscle contracted as she came to the womans side. While she was thirty six inches in height being a yearling her strength wasn't the best. Her heart beat racing she had to remain calm as she examained her wounds her face darted for a moment and locked on dragon. "Dragon, help me carry her to my den please." she said in a stern tone and worried as well. She didn't have any herbs here and she needed treatment urgently. TALK LIKE THIS

The fight raged on, the two woman clashing, tearing into each other. One defending her home, the other trying to claim it. A smirk lifted one side of dark lips as coral pools watched each jerky movement. It became increasingly obvious that the ebony woman was weakening, her wounds taking advantage of her. It would not take long for the woman to crumple, succumbing to her injuries. Members of her pack would rush forward, dragging away her limp body. The Queen would wait until the scene had cleared before rising. She would approach the victor, her grin spreading wider. "Congratulations. I'm sure we will be seeing more of each other." With a wink tossed to the newly crowned Queen the silver temptress would slip passed her. There was no reason to linger, she would allow the woman time to heal and settle in before visiting her. Silver visage would disappear from the battlefield, returning to her home, a smug look on her face. Their packs would be invincible together. Together, they would rule this pathetic world. HER WORDS HERE HIS WORDS HERE

Everything ended so suddenly, the massive woman wavering and faltering before suddenly dropping and falling to the ground. Vi only had seconds to skitter backwards, flailing and almost landing on her ass in the process. He vision was still swimming and her mind struggled to process what had just happened. "Des.... Destruction?" She choked out her name with a considerable amount of effort as she herself swayed and staggered. Some girl she hadn't seen before rushed to her opponents side and demanded another man to help her bring her back to the girls pack. "If your den is in your current pack lands stay as long as you need. Once she is well you all can decide what to do from there. I'm sorry about all this." Her words were soft, slurred as she continued to sway and fight to stay on her paws. Cataleya would come to her side, congratulate her on her win before departing. She had won... But not in the way she would have liked. Had Vi been more sound herself she would have stopped to help Destruction, help carry her home and help treat her but now Vi could barely support her own weight never mind the much larger woman's. All she could do was dip her head, neck still bleeding freely, before turning and starting off home, back to Ludicael lands for now. She didn't look to Desiree yet, couldn't even summon the energy to find her. Hopefully she was here, hopefully she would follow.

-exit Vi-

She had fallen. Dragon watched with suppressed and silent rage and horror as Destruction fell, bleeding heavily. Ears flicked to the red woman who had defeated her, though her words would pass through one ear to the other. He cared not for her, and although he had a good heart his home and all he knew was just stolen from him...he trusted Destruction, for he had learned about her and even wanted her to be the guardian of his children some day...if that day ever came. But now, Seracia was no more. He growled a response, "If you were truly going to be sorry then you would have minded your own business and destroyed someone else's life!"

He couldn't help it. Seracia had been his home for a long time, and he knew only too well the struggles Destruction had been through, for she and him were the same. Sweeping past the others, he would aid Arian in taking Destruction back home to her den...before the red woman stole it from her and drove them out. He didn't know her, though he didn't particularly care at this point. He would pull her onto his back, supporting her head between his shoulders and he would quickly and carefully make his way to her den where he would then lay her down for Arian to tend to.




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