Silver pelt rippled over muscles, coral pools had been distantly watching her newest Apprentice. A small smile played on her twisted features. The Queen had proud of her decision to take the girl on. Her hunt had been successful, impressive even. Determination sang out through her pours. She would approach with eery silence. The girl buried herself in her meal, reveling in the blood of the dead animal. "Impressive."
Her voice would slide through the mist just as she made her appearance before the girl. Dark lips curled into a wicked smile as her haunches slide to the earth. "You are already an accomplished hunter. What else do you wish to learn?" She would waste no time in teaching the girl, molding her into something great and powerful. The dark girl already had half the battle down, she knew what she wanted and she would have it.
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| | Narfi Celestine Jaeger |
Ear would flick at the voice of a familiar wolf, head pulling away from her meal, mismatched orbs immediately falling upon Cat. Narfi would lick at her lips to clear of the blood, not that it would really help since her throat and chest was covered in it. "Thank you." She would give a small dip of her head, pulling away from the carcass and sitting up to speak to the woman. Even if the Monarch seemed to say the girl was good at hunting, she couldn't help but feel that was a lie for she didn't catch the animal on her own, the earth had assisted in bringing the deer down.
"Fighting, I need to learn how to do it well in order to achieve my goal." Narfi answered, a sort of flame being lit within her. After that hunt she was ready to move on, get her blood pumping once again, to feel te heat of her muscle working hard for something she needed. Her number one thing to do while here was to gain strength, learn how to fight and figure out strategies she could use before going out and trying it out on others. And on the side, she could play with her pack mates, the darker side of her wanting to come out. Perhaps she could claim a little slave as well.
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Awesome table by Briena <3
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Her apprentice would rise, wiping the blood from her dark features, though her pelt was still mostly soaked in it. Whether or not the girl believed her would slide past the Monarch unnoticed. Fighting. It was not surprise. The girl would need to the skills to see her plans through to the end. Haunches would fold beneath herself, plume curling carefully around her.
"Easy enough." The silver Queen would take a moment to think. "Have you sparred before?" She wanted to know if there was any prior experience or if she was an entirely clean slate. She would size up the girl, assessing what could be used to her advantage and what could be a weakness. "If you wish to practice, seek out Zaria. She'll be about your age. From there I will assess what you know and what you don't." There would be no way to help the girl without seeing her in action.
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| | Narfi Celestine Jaeger |
Ear would switch at her voice, asking if the girl had sparred before. This would make Narfi give a shake of her head. There was one time she almost fought with somebody when she was younger for the place she took up after Tortuga was disbanded, but that went no where, the woman had run off, not wanting to fight a pup. Other than that, she hasn't had a proper spar. Cataleya would speak again, telling the yearling to seek Zaria, around her age, to which from the first meeting she introduced the girl as her daughter and heir to the throne. The Monarch would assess what she does and doesn't know from the fight. Sounds good enough.
"Understood, I have almost fought once but the wolf ran off. So officially, no, I haven't sparred yet." She informed the woman, lips pulling back in a grin. This would be very interesting, she would be able to get the fight she had been waiting for, learn from it, feel the power ripple beneath her fur. Not only that, but it was with the Monarch's own flesh and blood. With this the yearling would rise to all four, licking her chops clean, then gound down her neck and to her chest. Should she spar the blood could be used against her, making both wolves slip and slide over each other. Narfi wanted a good fight, one she was decently in control of.
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Awesome table by Briena <3
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ooc: totally forgot Zaria is younger XD 1 year this winter. We can just have Cat tell her someone else her age, Ill edit my post.
The girl would understand and agree. She had zero experience. She was a blank slate. A perfect place to start, but that also meant that she was nearly defenseless. The girl may not like hearing it, but its true. "Well, then you shall training with others your age immediately. With no experience, you are defenseless, a weak link within the pack." She meant no cruelty, only spoke the truth, and her Apprentice had better see that.
"Zaria is smaller, a few months younger than you, but theres no harm in practically for the both of you." The girl would rise as she spoke, as though she expected a fight now. A wry grin would play on her face. Her crown would tip back, a summoning howl for her daughter filling the air.
Zaria was nearly 7 months, rapidly growing to her full height, she would undoubtedly be large like her both her parents. Narfi would have size on her daughter, but neither had experience. It would be an interesting match, one she knew her daughter would not turn away from.
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Her mothers call would pull her from the borders of her home and towards the heart. A brisk trot would bring her to her mothers since, icy eyes landing upon a bloodied girl. She would offer a brief nod of greeting to the unknown girl, as Dauphina, she had been practicing her political skills. "You called?"
Her gaze would leave the girl, and turn to her mother, curious to know why she had brought her here. The girls stance made it appear as though she was expecting something, prepared to take on the world. "Zaria." SHe would throw in a brief introduction before returning her attention to her mother.
She knew, that as Heir to the throne, she would always face challenges. Others would envy her, and possibly even challenge for her place. But her mother had built this home and she would not lose it to some other. Thick plume swayed at her hocks, audits standing at attention.
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| | Narfi Celestine Jaeger |
Narfi would give a nod of her head to the woman when she spoke, the girl was young and inexperienced, this she knew very well and was the prime reason she wanted to do all this training. She was nothing, and should somebody come along and take her on, the girl was pretty sure that she would be beat into the ground. It was a very frustrating thing to admit, but that didn't mean she would give in to it and continue to be a weak link, no, she was going to seek power, she would crush those around her and make the rest cower at her paws.
Silent, listening. The Monarch wanted Narfi to begin training with others her age immediately, this she would most definitely do. And then she brought up her daughter, Zaria, only a few months younger but there would be no harm in the two getting some practice. And so she would remain standing there as the woman called for the girl, the Dauphina arriving in no time to which Narfi would give a small dip of her head to out of respect. ?Narfi.? A small intro to each other, though the yearling already knew about this female from the first meeting.
?We are to spar.? Tones were not cold, they were pretty calm, holding a hint of respect for the female even if she was younger than Narfi. Green and grey orbs would move from the Dauphina to gaze over at Cataleya, not being to interrupt her to explain to her her daughter why she had been summoned. Should the girl not be interested in sparring then the yearling would go look for another, a few had shown up at that first meeting, surely they weren't too far away and still within the pack lands.
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Awesome table by Briena <3
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Her daughter would arrive promptly, her mannerism unexpected but a pleasant surprise. Already she was fulfilling the shoes of being Heir and one day Queen. Narfi would speak before the Monarch could say anything. A good natured chuckle would roll off her tongue. "Yes, you both need the practice. Remember, there will be no serious injuries." The woman would move away, giving the pair room before resting on her haunches to watch. It would also give her a chance to assess her daughters abilities.
OOC: last Cat post till after the spar :)
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ooc: sorry for the wait <3
The girl would introduce herself and speak before her mother could. A brow would lift curiously, wondering how her mother would take it. But her mother took it all in stride not even blinking an eye. She would nod, and immediately turn to face her opponent. The girl was larger, heavier and most likely stronger. Defenses would slide into place, remembering the things her mother had taught her.
Eyes narrowed, ears pinned, hackles lifted as her limbs spread and bent to better her balance, claws digging into the earth. Her dark plume would straighten with her spine to act as rudder, her abdominal muscles tightened and her shoulders rolled forward to add an extra layer of fat and fur for protection. Her skull would lower to be level with her spine and her chin would tuck to protect her vitals. The Heir would take a moment to assess her opponent before striking.
Hind legs would push her forward, closing the distance between them. Jaws would unhinge, lips pulling back to expose fangs. Her course would alter slightly to her left, aiming for her right shoulder to collide with Narfi's chest. Jaws aimed for the upper part of the ebony girls neck, midway between her shoulder and jawline. Her right leg would then leave the ground, her goal for it to sneak between Narfi's front legs and wrap her opponents left leg (from Zarias POV). She wants to grab a hold of the limb in order to attempt to pull it forward and knock the girl off balance.
Adrenline coursed through her system as she hoped her attacks would land. If successful, then her jaws would tighten on the girls flesh, if her opponent lost her balance then she will use her grip to pull the girl closer and hopefully further her loss of balance. She knew this was for practice, but the desire to conquer and win coursed powerfully through her veins. There was no other option.
ZARIA vs NARFI for SPAR: Round 1/2 or 3?
ATTACKS: Aiming to have her right shoulder collide with the center of Narfis chest. Jaws aimed to grab a hold of the flesh midway between her shoulder and jawline. Her right limb aims to snake between Narfi's front legs and wrap around her left (from Zarias POV) leg and then it pull it forward in an attempt to knock her off balance.
DEFENSE: eyes narrowed, ears pinned, hackles lifted, legs spread and bent, tail acting as rudder, toes digging into the ground for traction, tummy muscles tightening, chin tucked, shouldered rolled forward
INJURIES: None yet
OOC: Azzy and I agreed that Zaria and Narfi are standing about 5 feet apart.
Talk like this
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inexperienced narfi! xD
for judge; they are equaled in size pretty much, both are 120 pounds but Zaria is an inch bigger.
ref; using this for attacks made/landed
| | Narfi Celestine Jaeger |
Grey and green orbs carefully looked upon Cataleya, an ear twitching at her chuckle, glancing back to Zaria when her mother spoke. The spar was confirmed, the Monarch stating that they both needed the practice, making the inner Narfi nod, as well to the no serious injury part added. It was a spar, and the dark yearling had no intentions of hurting the leader's daughter and pack heir for nothing.
Full attention was now put onto her opponent, gaze narrowing as she watched Zaria set up her defenses. While she did that, Narfi would do her own, not quite copying the girl before her. Ears flicked to the side, carefully sliding back against her skull. Naturally her head would lower to level with her spine, but chin would not tuck inward. All four limbs spread out, joints bending the slightest while tail lashed behind her. She was ready, lips pulling back over her canines.
Body would quickly lower upon Zaria making her move, closing the distance between the two and coming towards Narfi's right side. Quickly she would maneuver her body to dodge the first attack, simple enough. Gaze quickly scanning Zaria's body, she had to move her left limb to the left a step as well as her right, shifting her weight so that she could pull her right shoulder back and down while also moving to the left. What she wouldn't be able to avoid however was the bite to her neck, landing in the upper portion of her neck, a couple inched behind her skull. The attack was enough to cause a growl to bubble up, the girl's sinking into her flesh about 2 and a half centimeters, then 3 and a half once they tightened their hold. She would be experiencing tenderness and a burning sensation for a few hours afterward.
Once this bite had happened Narfi would begin her own attacks, even if Zaria had a hold on her neck, she would try to throw herself forward, back legs extending and pushing her forward and to her right, into Zaria's right side. The dark girl would feel a limb slither in however, hooking around her right foreleg and pull forward. This action would cause her shove forward to be lopsided, left foreleg trying to keep her body up, back legs spreading and toes/claws digging into the ground to pull her back instead of having her weight fall forward into her opponents grip [zaria].
With Zaria holding onto her neck, Narfi quickly tried to think of a move she could use to her advantage. Head would try and turn to the right and downwards awkwardly, jaws opening wide then snapping shut, attempting to grab hold of her opponent's breast area in front of the shoulder, near the base of her neck. If contact was made she would try and tighten her hold and twisted her head left then right while pushing her forward[towards narfi's rear], hoping it would make the girl loosen her hold some for Narfi to move away and try to land a better attack. When doing this attack, her head would be pulled back when twisting, skins around her neck creating folds. Ears remained back, tail out, muscles tightening.
one OF two FOR spar
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