-bleep-

Focused as he was on the fucking rock, and on very carefully NOT admitting to himself that he had managed to get lost in the snowstorm, he didn't notice the strange shimmer in the snow, even after it coalesced into a wolf. It was her voice that made his gaze flick up from the rock to the wolf a few feet beyond it, then to the other male off to the side. He straightened from his disgruntled slouch into that cocky, head-high stance that best showed off all his rippling musculature. "Fucking right I'm here to spar," he said, of course lying through his teeth. Then his senses caught up to him and he squinted doubtfully at the female who'd asked the question. She had fangs the length of his paw and hair sprouting from her head and tail as long as his tail, weird colors that flickered in and out of existence on what he'd thought was a white coat, and, disappointingly, she was only a yearling. A smirk grew on his muzzle the longer he looked. "Awww, little baby girl wants a spar does she? How fucking adoooorable," he crooned in high pitched baby-talk, like he was talking to a newborn pup. "Shouldn't you be back home in your den sucking on your mom's titties? What about you, buddy?" he directed at the older, larger of the two strangers. "Sick of babysitting pups? Why don't you come at me instead at make it a fair fight? Although..." he pretended to think a moment. "That wouldn't be much of a fight either. Why don't you AND Pretty Pretty Princess have a try, huh?" He gave a wicked, long-toothed grin at the man who was hanging back before shaking out his coat and dropping into a fighting stance, beckoning at the pair. "Well come the fuck on, pansies. Let's see what you got."

Demyan vs Aurielle (and Paladin???) for SPAR
Round 0/?
Build Medium
Height 39"

OOC: TEALAH does not want a melee, Demyan is just being a dick, so if there is a way to avoid that it would be preferable but I also understand if his bullshit is too much for even Paladin lol, just let me know either way.