FLAWLESS
06-13-2014, 05:59 PM
NOTE: FROM THIS POINT UNTIL THE END OF THE FIGHT NO MORE POSTS FROM ANYONE OTHER THEN BRI AND I PLEASE. Let's keep this easy to judge. Permission to edit this post was given by Nyx and Saf
Surprisingly, and yet completely welcomed, the first to arrive was Sibelle whole she had unfortunately not seen since Hestia had tried to attack her little pet. It had not been the best foot to leave on and yet the russet woman slipped forward to bump her shoulder against Vi's and wish her good luck in her own little way. Vi simply smiled to the woman, all the tension that had been building in her shoulders rushing away with the knowledge that her dear friend was here. For some reason she hadn't expected anyone to come and show their support for her, she had told no one except Maia, Kylar and Cataleya that she had planned to do this. And yet one by one they would flow in. Each speaking to her in their own way.
Svan was next and Vi shot her a sly smile. She had considered giving the woman this pack should it be won but she was still undecided. She would have to gather together the group of prospective wolves to lead Valhalla and choose from there but that would be for later. For now she simply nodded her thanks to Svan. A male she didn't recognize arrived next, positioning himself across in what se was assuming would be the cheering section for Valhalla. Ekko was next, though she said nothing and went to sit with her mistress Vi's eyes would follow the girl Hestia had attempted to attack for a short time before another would capture her attention. The face of someone she had not seen in some time. Impara... She spoke and Vi's smile turned wicked but she didn't reply. She wasn't going to give anything away...
Next would come her daughter, her little black sheep. She had been doing so well until Fia's kidnapping and then had seemingly just snapped. But she arrived politely, wished Vi luck and the red woman allowed a soft smile spread across her lips. 'Thank you,' she would mouth though no words escaped her throat. Lekan was next to speak though it was more a matter of him stepping forward then him having arrived as he had followed her here. "Keep my children safe. If needed get them home." She would murmur to him, hoping he would understand that if this battle lead to all hell breaking loose she would want him to think of protecting her children rather then her. As if on cue Fiamette would arrive and Vi closed her eyes for a moment, heart skipping a beat as she realized that though her daughter was okay she was back to her old self. Fia's words did make her chuckle however, though immediately she would look from Lekan to Fia then back again. He was to protect her.
Another male would arrive and his markings would draw her gaze to him. A sibling of Crucifix and Angel perhaps? Jinxx? Most defiantly not Twig... She would have to ask Cru when she got home, storing away this males markings for future reference. Next came a child, hopping over to Fia and asking about a billion questions but Vi paid her no mind. Hopefully no one would attack her. A russet female was next though she smelt of no pack. Was she just another passerbyer perhaps? Vi didn't ask, the next was a horse and Vi couldn't help but sigh. She hated horses... All she wanted to do was hunt them... But those thoughts fled as a white bitch made her appearance. Though she said nothing her gaze would shoot to Sibelle, Svan then Lekan hoping they would recognize this woman and keep the bitch away from her children. Why the fuck was she here? Defiantly not for support. She was too preoccupied watching Artemis to notice Solo making his entrance or a number of Valhallan's and a freaking tiger appearing on Valhalla's side. Really she didn't then back in until she heard Othello bitching and complaining to Scorpion as they arrived. The woman looked very pregnant and very pissed but Vi couldn't help but smile.
The white queen would finally arrive and Vi's full attention turned to her, lean muscles rippling beneath ruby pelt as she watched the woman skirt around their little group and move to the pup who had been heckling Fia. Though she was attempted to attack then and there she refrained, remaining standing where she was though toes flexed and relaxed against the ground. The whole side of her body that Erani passed to return to her station before her pack and facing Vi tensed, ready for an attack but none came. She was old, Vi expected her to fight dirty. That was the only way she could win after all. She spoke some nonsense about thanking Vi and a sneer would crease the woman's face. "If you really want to thank me you can hand over your pack now..." Vi would purr, words silken and easy, tones dripping from her vocals like poison. But she wouldn't, Vi was not stupid.
Instead the woman would carry on speaking, outlining terms and conditions that she would require should Vi win and should Vi loose. Politely Vi would nod along to her words, smiling and mouthing the words 'yes' and 'of course' every so often to show she was in fact listening to this ridiculously long winded speech. When she was done Erani told her to pack up and peace out basically if she didn't agree to those terms and Vi blinked. "I don't think you understand how challenges work. The winner gets to do whatever they want..." She replied politely, smile turning sinister. "As noble as you may be I do not agree to your terms and I do not plan on leaving without your crown." She stated simply, charcoal lined eyes narrowing as if threatening the woman to make her leave. She was here for world domination, she wouldn't leave simply because this woman felt the need to throw out outlandish terms.
The old bitch would carry on with talking to her comrades and Vi couldn't help but roll her eyes and look to hers for a brief moment to see if they thought this was as ridiculous as she did. The speech was another long winded one and in a matter of seconds Vi was setting her defenses. Joints would loosen so knees could bend and paws would shuffle outwards a bit to allow her normally narrow stance to widen and center her balance. Neck would arch and curl, shoulders rolling forward and chin dipping down to further protect her neck, jaw unhinging to give her the ability to snap at anyone who dared come near her face or throat. Ears would pine, eyes narrowing as tail lashed out behind her in a position that was ready to snap up as a rudder or down should this woman attempt to grab her luxurious plume. Back arched and stomach tucked to gather her core strength as claws dug deep into the ground for the bit of extra traction they might provide. "ENOUGH! This is a fucking pack challenge not a pack meeting. I did not come here to listen to you speak!? She snapped, finally loosing her temper, hackles raising to make herself look bigger then she really was.
She didn?t plan on giving the woman time to react, hoping that her call out in the middle of Erani?s speech would be enough to silence her and catch her off guard enough to rattle her. But Vi didn?t wait to see if the woman could set her defenses in time, didn?t wait to see if she would respond. Haunches curled and then she was moving, launching herself at a sprint to attempt to close the distance between them. Body weight shifted to her right for a moment in a feign before head would duck low and she would dart to her left, attempting to come up along Erani?s right side. Jaws would part, attempting to grab hold of the flesh of Erani?s lower neck just above her shoulder, her own neck arching and scrunching to accommodate the close quarters she was attempting to draw Erani into. Whether she got the hold or not she would attempt to lift herself, trying to throw her chest into Erani?s and force her back while right paw attempted to scrabble and scratch at Erani?s chest, trying to find extra leverage and purchase.
A snarl would rip through her throat, a harsh threat to the woman she sot to rip apart. This was not only just for herself, for her pack or for their future. No. This was for Vixe, it was for her brother and her nieces and nephews. She would win this fight for Secret and for Tortuga and Nnoitra. Rage ripped through her violently as she threw the entirety of her being into this fight. Her children were watching, she had to teach them how to be a true leader, how to be ambitious and to take what they wanted. Her pack was watching, she had to show them that she could do this for them, that she could hold up her end of every promise she had ever given them. Her allies were watching, she had to prove to them that they would be making a good decision allying with her pack. To anyone else the pressure might be crippling but to her she grabbed onto it, wielded it and used it. This would be her day.
ONE TWO THREE FOUR
ATTACKS: Launching herself at Erani, feigning to the right before hopping to her left at the last second. Attempting to grab hold of Erani?s neck on the right side by the base just above the shoulder. Attempting to throw her weight up and forward so both would be forced onto their hind legs and claw at Erani?s chest with Vi?s right paw more for traction and to help keep her pressure and balance then to do any real damage.
DEFENSES: Joints would loosen so knees could bend and paws would shuffle outwards a bit to allow her normally narrow stance to widen and center her balance. Neck would arch and curl, shoulders rolling forward and chin dipping down to further protect her neck, jaw unhinging to give her the ability to snap at anyone who dared come near her face or throat. Ears would pine, eyes narrowing as tail lashed out behind her in a position that was ready to snap up as a rudder or down should this woman attempt to grab her luxurious plume. Back arched and stomach tucked to gather her core strength as claws dug deep into the ground for the bit of extra traction they might provide. Hackles raised.
INJURIES: None, first round
Surprisingly, and yet completely welcomed, the first to arrive was Sibelle whole she had unfortunately not seen since Hestia had tried to attack her little pet. It had not been the best foot to leave on and yet the russet woman slipped forward to bump her shoulder against Vi's and wish her good luck in her own little way. Vi simply smiled to the woman, all the tension that had been building in her shoulders rushing away with the knowledge that her dear friend was here. For some reason she hadn't expected anyone to come and show their support for her, she had told no one except Maia, Kylar and Cataleya that she had planned to do this. And yet one by one they would flow in. Each speaking to her in their own way.
Svan was next and Vi shot her a sly smile. She had considered giving the woman this pack should it be won but she was still undecided. She would have to gather together the group of prospective wolves to lead Valhalla and choose from there but that would be for later. For now she simply nodded her thanks to Svan. A male she didn't recognize arrived next, positioning himself across in what se was assuming would be the cheering section for Valhalla. Ekko was next, though she said nothing and went to sit with her mistress Vi's eyes would follow the girl Hestia had attempted to attack for a short time before another would capture her attention. The face of someone she had not seen in some time. Impara... She spoke and Vi's smile turned wicked but she didn't reply. She wasn't going to give anything away...
Next would come her daughter, her little black sheep. She had been doing so well until Fia's kidnapping and then had seemingly just snapped. But she arrived politely, wished Vi luck and the red woman allowed a soft smile spread across her lips. 'Thank you,' she would mouth though no words escaped her throat. Lekan was next to speak though it was more a matter of him stepping forward then him having arrived as he had followed her here. "Keep my children safe. If needed get them home." She would murmur to him, hoping he would understand that if this battle lead to all hell breaking loose she would want him to think of protecting her children rather then her. As if on cue Fiamette would arrive and Vi closed her eyes for a moment, heart skipping a beat as she realized that though her daughter was okay she was back to her old self. Fia's words did make her chuckle however, though immediately she would look from Lekan to Fia then back again. He was to protect her.
Another male would arrive and his markings would draw her gaze to him. A sibling of Crucifix and Angel perhaps? Jinxx? Most defiantly not Twig... She would have to ask Cru when she got home, storing away this males markings for future reference. Next came a child, hopping over to Fia and asking about a billion questions but Vi paid her no mind. Hopefully no one would attack her. A russet female was next though she smelt of no pack. Was she just another passerbyer perhaps? Vi didn't ask, the next was a horse and Vi couldn't help but sigh. She hated horses... All she wanted to do was hunt them... But those thoughts fled as a white bitch made her appearance. Though she said nothing her gaze would shoot to Sibelle, Svan then Lekan hoping they would recognize this woman and keep the bitch away from her children. Why the fuck was she here? Defiantly not for support. She was too preoccupied watching Artemis to notice Solo making his entrance or a number of Valhallan's and a freaking tiger appearing on Valhalla's side. Really she didn't then back in until she heard Othello bitching and complaining to Scorpion as they arrived. The woman looked very pregnant and very pissed but Vi couldn't help but smile.
The white queen would finally arrive and Vi's full attention turned to her, lean muscles rippling beneath ruby pelt as she watched the woman skirt around their little group and move to the pup who had been heckling Fia. Though she was attempted to attack then and there she refrained, remaining standing where she was though toes flexed and relaxed against the ground. The whole side of her body that Erani passed to return to her station before her pack and facing Vi tensed, ready for an attack but none came. She was old, Vi expected her to fight dirty. That was the only way she could win after all. She spoke some nonsense about thanking Vi and a sneer would crease the woman's face. "If you really want to thank me you can hand over your pack now..." Vi would purr, words silken and easy, tones dripping from her vocals like poison. But she wouldn't, Vi was not stupid.
Instead the woman would carry on speaking, outlining terms and conditions that she would require should Vi win and should Vi loose. Politely Vi would nod along to her words, smiling and mouthing the words 'yes' and 'of course' every so often to show she was in fact listening to this ridiculously long winded speech. When she was done Erani told her to pack up and peace out basically if she didn't agree to those terms and Vi blinked. "I don't think you understand how challenges work. The winner gets to do whatever they want..." She replied politely, smile turning sinister. "As noble as you may be I do not agree to your terms and I do not plan on leaving without your crown." She stated simply, charcoal lined eyes narrowing as if threatening the woman to make her leave. She was here for world domination, she wouldn't leave simply because this woman felt the need to throw out outlandish terms.
The old bitch would carry on with talking to her comrades and Vi couldn't help but roll her eyes and look to hers for a brief moment to see if they thought this was as ridiculous as she did. The speech was another long winded one and in a matter of seconds Vi was setting her defenses. Joints would loosen so knees could bend and paws would shuffle outwards a bit to allow her normally narrow stance to widen and center her balance. Neck would arch and curl, shoulders rolling forward and chin dipping down to further protect her neck, jaw unhinging to give her the ability to snap at anyone who dared come near her face or throat. Ears would pine, eyes narrowing as tail lashed out behind her in a position that was ready to snap up as a rudder or down should this woman attempt to grab her luxurious plume. Back arched and stomach tucked to gather her core strength as claws dug deep into the ground for the bit of extra traction they might provide. "ENOUGH! This is a fucking pack challenge not a pack meeting. I did not come here to listen to you speak!? She snapped, finally loosing her temper, hackles raising to make herself look bigger then she really was.
She didn?t plan on giving the woman time to react, hoping that her call out in the middle of Erani?s speech would be enough to silence her and catch her off guard enough to rattle her. But Vi didn?t wait to see if the woman could set her defenses in time, didn?t wait to see if she would respond. Haunches curled and then she was moving, launching herself at a sprint to attempt to close the distance between them. Body weight shifted to her right for a moment in a feign before head would duck low and she would dart to her left, attempting to come up along Erani?s right side. Jaws would part, attempting to grab hold of the flesh of Erani?s lower neck just above her shoulder, her own neck arching and scrunching to accommodate the close quarters she was attempting to draw Erani into. Whether she got the hold or not she would attempt to lift herself, trying to throw her chest into Erani?s and force her back while right paw attempted to scrabble and scratch at Erani?s chest, trying to find extra leverage and purchase.
A snarl would rip through her throat, a harsh threat to the woman she sot to rip apart. This was not only just for herself, for her pack or for their future. No. This was for Vixe, it was for her brother and her nieces and nephews. She would win this fight for Secret and for Tortuga and Nnoitra. Rage ripped through her violently as she threw the entirety of her being into this fight. Her children were watching, she had to teach them how to be a true leader, how to be ambitious and to take what they wanted. Her pack was watching, she had to show them that she could do this for them, that she could hold up her end of every promise she had ever given them. Her allies were watching, she had to prove to them that they would be making a good decision allying with her pack. To anyone else the pressure might be crippling but to her she grabbed onto it, wielded it and used it. This would be her day.
ONE TWO THREE FOUR
ATTACKS: Launching herself at Erani, feigning to the right before hopping to her left at the last second. Attempting to grab hold of Erani?s neck on the right side by the base just above the shoulder. Attempting to throw her weight up and forward so both would be forced onto their hind legs and claw at Erani?s chest with Vi?s right paw more for traction and to help keep her pressure and balance then to do any real damage.
DEFENSES: Joints would loosen so knees could bend and paws would shuffle outwards a bit to allow her normally narrow stance to widen and center her balance. Neck would arch and curl, shoulders rolling forward and chin dipping down to further protect her neck, jaw unhinging to give her the ability to snap at anyone who dared come near her face or throat. Ears would pine, eyes narrowing as tail lashed out behind her in a position that was ready to snap up as a rudder or down should this woman attempt to grab her luxurious plume. Back arched and stomach tucked to gather her core strength as claws dug deep into the ground for the bit of extra traction they might provide. Hackles raised.
INJURIES: None, first round