Her falcon dives to intercept, but would be met with a snake sliding up Scald's neck to strike out at the talon's of the feathered companion. With that distraction out of the way, his gaze is pulled down to the smaller female who is suddenly launching herself upward toward his face. A snarl rips from his throat as his lips pull back in a sneer. With the quill still held firmly between his teeth, Scald waits for the woman to latch onto his cheek. Once her teeth are digging into his skin, blood beginning to pour down to the forest floor, Scald leans all of his weight back. Better positioned, he lifts up his front legs to firmly wrap them around the smaller woman's shoulders. Lifting up the rest of the way until he's in a full rearing motion, Scald pushes his weight forward and down to try and slam Asla into the ground and hopefully break a rib or two. Scald Fallen

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Scald vs Aslatiel for Minor Maim (Cheek scarring/broken ribs? (can I change position of maim?))
Round 2/2
Age: 1+
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Leather Gloves w/ Bear Claws
Defensive Battle Accessory: Elf ear hat
Companion 1: Female Roseate Spoonbill, 50" - Battle
Companion 2: Male Scarlet Kingsnake, 20" - Battle
Mutation 1: Spine Quills - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator
Specialty: Marauder

*permission to pp scald grabbing asla around the shoulders granted <3

Kotori had finished off Dread, leaving him an eternal reminder of what happened when he attacked Valta.  The taste of his younger brother’s blood was stil in his mouth as he spotted his next opponent charging at him.  A blade wielder this time.  This should be interesting.  Anger and pride filled Kotori at these ruffians trying to raid his land.  No mercy would be given.

Kotori doesn’t stay still as Jack approaches but runs a straight in and then turns to the left, trying to shadow Jack.  The blade touched him, but it was along the back shoulder and only a glancing blow.  Still, the sharp blade easily drew a line of blood.  

Kotori snapped at Jack’s hunches, this was a bite to draw blood an hopefully give him an opening for a better attack.  Kotori had no plans to try an bite deeper but was ready to keep circling for a good position.


"Kotori Fatalis"

Kotori vs Calico Jack for Minor maim for left shoulder scarring
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bracers with hidden knife
Defensive Battle Accessory: Hind leg leather bracers
Companion 1: Slender mongoose, Male - Battle - Boosted
Companion 2: Snow leopard, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Horns - Offensive
Mutation 2: Agility boost - Agility
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Mangler

And the winner is...

BOWEN

DIABLO must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: BOWEN: Attack Roll: 76 Defense Roll: 52 Agility Roll: 49 Perception Roll: 38 Total: 215 Attack[76] + 10% Bonus[7.60]: 83.60 Defense[52] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 52.00 Agility[49] + 35% Bonus[17.15]: 66.15 Perception[38] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 38.00 Total[239.75] + 35% Bonus[83.91]: 323.66 DIABLO: Attack Roll: 30 Defense Roll: 76 Agility Roll: 29 Perception Roll: 9 Total: 144 Attack[30] + 70% Bonus[21.00]: 51.00 Defense[76] + 25% Bonus[19.00]: 95.00 Agility[29] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 29.00 Perception[9] + 20% Bonus[1.80]: 10.80 Total[185.80] + 30% Bonus[55.74]: 241.54

Never in his life had he ever been flirted with during a fight and that shock alone was enough to throw him off and make him lose focus–so much so that the Raider's attack not only landed but hit just right to topple him. Gods, this was a weird bunch... Not more than a second after he stumbled back and gave over the win to the color-brushed woman he felt a paw on his shoulder and he looked up at his sister standing beside him.

He gave her a guilty grin at her teasing, but gratefully took the concoction she offered him. "Yeah yeah... I just didn't expect to get hit on during a raid!" He downed the drink and let it give him the boost he needed to keep going, getting back to his paws to shake out his coat before he started looking through the spattering of fights that were still going on around him, looking for another opponent.

"Arcturus Indarra"

Flurry still wasn't really used to winning. She danced a few steps back, expecting retaliation. But none would come. Not from the red man at least. Luckily for Stairs Flurry was more baffled than alert and didn't notice the smaller woman's approach. At least until she called out. Turning confused gaze upon the charging form it still took a moment for everything to register. But once it did Flurry couldn't help but grin. But it still came too late, Flurry hissed in pain as she felt teeth nipping at her soft underbelly. She let her limbs fold, hoping to fall quickly enough to pin the smaller woman under her weight. It wasn't quite sitting on her but if she was successful it'd be somehow the second time Flurry trapped an opponent under herself. At least this time it wasn't her sister. "Damn well he's one lucky bastard. Under other circumstances I'd be more than happy to let you beat me up." Flurry was, if nothing else, a shameless flirt and older or not, the little wolf-dog was cute okay? Flurry vs Satira for dominance (raid) Round 1/2 Age: 1+ Size: Extra large Build: Light Companion 1: Maine Coon, Female - Battle Mutation 1: Water Deer Fangs - Offensive Mutation 2: Pronghorn horns - Offensive Skills: Novice Intellectual & Expert Fighter "Speech"

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The interaction between the falcon and snake were moot and soon the pair of wolves were locked in combat. She would not let go of his face even when the blood filled her mouth and dripped downward onto the ground between them. It would be better to keep him as close as she could manage. As the colorful brute wraps his forelegs around her shoulders, Aslatiel's wrists turn. Both paws slide along the wide ribcage of the man. As he rises up on hind paws, the skin over his ribs stretches, becoming thinner still. Just as he's pushing Asla backwards, sharpened cat claws shoot out of Asla's paws and she rakes downward with both sets, her intention to leave big, nasty gouges in flesh and muscle. Both sides of the man's ribs would hold her calling card. He would remember her for the rest of his life. "Speech"

Aslatiel vs Scald for Maim (Rib scarring)
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Small
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Kudu Skull with antlers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Armor
Companion 1: Snow Leopard, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Golden Saker Falcon, Male - Flying
*Companion 3: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Skills: Master Hunter & Master Fighter
Specialty: Knight

The earthen male turns as Jack approaches and the cutlass only glances the back part of the guy’s shoulder as a growl of annoyance ripples around the leather-wrapped hilt. His opponent snaps at his haunches and the young man sees an opportunity in that movement.

Without warning, Calico Jack stops, head dipping downward as he shifts his body weight into his two front legs so that he can lift his back legs slightly off the ground as he tries to aim a ‘donkey kick’ toward the man’s head.

However, Calico Jack doesn’t stop there and, as soon as his back paws hit solid ground, he is swiftly wheeling around to bring his cutlass up in a slashing movement aimed toward the earthen wolf’s closest shoulder.

Icy blue eyes flash with deadly intent as Calico Jack moves, hoping to leave this alpha with a reminder of meeting him here today.





Calico Jack vs Kotori for Minor Maim (right shoulder scarring)
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Modified cutlass
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced bandana
Companion 1: Macaw, Male - Flying
Companion 2: Cat, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator
Specialty: Marauder & Bard from Jael



"Calico Jack"

Satira's claws and teeth scored hits along the larger woman's underbelly and earned her the reactions she hoped for. So many dismissed a small fighter like Tira, but she used her stature 100% to her advantage. However, that small size would come back to bite her in the ass, since her opponent instantly began to topple down on top of her. Tira yipped in surprise and dove to the side, trying to roll out from underneath her opponent before she was pinned. She managed to get most of her body clear, but a sudden weight on her curly tail made her yelp again. Dammit, so close! Unwilling to give up, Tira began to kick back at the larger woman, squirming until she managed to pull her tail free. Whew, that was too close!

When Satira had begun to fight the Raider, the last thing she had expected to hear was flirting. Banter and taunting, maybe, but the flirtatious comments from the younger yet taller woman took Tira by surprise. She cocked a brow over one pale eye and smirked at the splotched fae; she had spunk and Tira liked that. Plus she was easy on the eyes too. "Well damn, swashbuckler, don't you have a silver tongue!" she remarked, pivoting her body to square up against the Raider again. "Keep it up and maybe I'll kiss those scratches better after we're done." With a playful wink, Tira rushed at her opponent again, floppy ears bouncing as she tried to maneuver herself behind her opponent before she could stand up again. Then Tira leaped at the larger woman's back, claws extended to try and grapple onto her, seeking to cling to the Raider like a monkey with sharp claws and teeth.

Satira vs Flurry for Dominance (raid)
Round 2/2
Age: 1+ years
Size: Extra small
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Hidden blade
Defensive Battle Accessory: Front Leather Wraps
Companion 1: Peregrine falcon, Female - Flying
Companion 2: Leopard, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Feline claws - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Field Medic

"Satira"

And the winner is...

TARNISH

ATHENA must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: Athena: Attack Roll: 53 Defense Roll: 84 Agility Roll: 71 Perception Roll: 65 Total: 273 Attack[53] + 5% Bonus[2.65]: 55.65 Defense[84] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 84.00 Agility[71] + 5% Bonus[3.55]: 74.55 Perception[65] + 35% Bonus[22.75]: 87.75 Total[301.95] + 25% Bonus[75.49]: 377.44 Tarnish: Attack Roll: 76 Defense Roll: 50 Agility Roll: 64 Perception Roll: 10 Total: 200 Attack[76] + 65% Bonus[49.40]: 125.40 Defense[50] + 25% Bonus[12.50]: 62.50 Agility[64] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 64.00 Perception[10] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 10.00 Total[261.90] + 65% Bonus[170.24]: 432.13

Rot Gut Whiskey's Gonna Ease My Mind

A guttural laugh spilled from his maw as Tarnish claimed victory. Spirits this was fun! He licked the blood from his teeth, looking around for another opponent and there he saw a handsome golden man. Oh, yes please!  No innocent flirt, Tarnish was riding high on his victory and found himself craving a more violent and feral fight. It bubbled up in the back of his brain, pushed past his judgement, a desire swiftly shifting out of control. Tarnish set his defenses, making sure to pin his ears and tuck his tail before he charged at the older man. He attempted to close the distance between then, his jaws flinging wide as he aimed for his upper fangs to land above the man's left eyebrow and his lower ones on the left cheek. Tar's goal was to snap his jaws together and mar the face of the man. He wanted to reach bone, he wanted to see blood, and he wanted the same violence in return.


Tarnish vs Arcturus for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bladed Gauntlets
Defensive Battle Accessory: Chainmail Cowl
Companion 1: Crow, Male, Battle
Companion 2: Jaguarundi, Male, Battle
Mutation 1: Mountain lion paws with retractable claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Quills - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Cooperative
Bard Present

The pounding of blood in her ears was drowning out the last dregs of her hangover and despite herself, Flurry was actually enjoying herself. For the first time in who knew how long at this point. In fact even as she probably could have tried to pin the little wolf-dog down now that her tail was trapped instead Flurry let herself take a few kicks and simply watched with amusement as her opponent got herself free. Fuck she even felt her face get warm, as the older canine returned her flirting. Which distracted her from the attack about to be launched at her back. "All a pirate really wants is a pretty lady or handsome man to kiss all the wounds better." She tossed a wink in the older woman's direction as she started to try and get her paws under her again, well aware she was slower than her opponent. And... Yep. Her opponent was gone, Flurry tried to track her but she moved a little to fast for her still somewhat sluggish mind. "But flattery isn't the only thing my tongue is good for." Bold? Maybe. But any further flirtations died as she felt claws dig into her back, and she bit down on a low growl. She had only just barely started to get herself back up and the only counter she could think of saw her falling back down to the ground, angling to try and roll herself onto her back. She didn't want to stay there, just wanted to roll over and hopefully knock the air out of her opponent or at the very least knock her loose from her back. Flurry vs Satira for dominance (raid) Round 2/2 Age: 1+ Size: Extra large Build: Light Companion 1: Maine Coon, Female - Battle Mutation 1: Water Deer Fangs - Offensive Mutation 2: Pronghorn horns - Offensive Skills: Novice Intellectual & Expert Fighter "Speech"

Art by Honrin

And the winner is...

ASLATIEL

SCALD must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Aslatiel's maim is successful. Totals: ASLATIEL: Attack Roll: 56 Defense Roll: 48 Agility Roll: 78 Perception Roll: 29 Total: 211 Attack[56] + 105% Bonus[58.80]: 114.80 Defense[48] + 10% Bonus[4.80]: 52.80 Agility[78] + 10% Bonus[7.80]: 85.80 Perception[29] + 10% Bonus[2.90]: 31.90 Total[285.30] + 35% Bonus[99.85]: 385.15 SCALD: Attack Roll: 25 Defense Roll: 1 Agility Roll: 79 Perception Roll: 29 Total: 134 Attack[25] + 30% Bonus[7.50]: 32.50 Defense[1 Critical fail!] + 25% Bonus[0.25]: 1.25 Agility[79] + 30% Bonus[23.70]: 102.70 Perception[29] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 29.00 Total[165.45] + 65% Bonus[107.54]: 272.99

And the winner is...

CALICO JACK

Due to not posting within the time limit, KOTORI loses by default. They must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Calico Jack's maim is successful.

And the winner is...

SATIRA

FLURRY must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: SATIRA: Attack Roll: 42 Defense Roll: 50 Agility Roll: 93 Perception Roll: 84 Total: 269 Attack[42] + 30% Bonus[12.60]: 54.60 Defense[50] + 35% Bonus[17.50]: 67.50 Agility[93] + 15% Bonus[13.95]: 106.95 Perception[84] + 10% Bonus[8.40]: 92.40 Total[321.45] + 35% Bonus[112.51]: 433.96 FLURRY: Attack Roll: 47 Defense Roll: 96 Agility Roll: 22 Perception Roll: 49 Total: 214 Attack[47] + 25% Bonus[11.75]: 58.75 Defense[96] + 5% Bonus[4.80]: 100.80 Agility[22] + 5% Bonus[1.10]: 23.10 Perception[49] + 5% Bonus[2.45]: 51.45 Total[234.10] + 30% Bonus[70.23]: 304.33

The raid around her is sheer chaos, and Jael finds herself reeling through it. Her head spinning, shoulders aching-- though she'd gotten away from the black and white woman largely unscathed. Not out of the woods yet, not by any means. Jael's gaze is quick on the rest of the fights, sharp. As Flurry falls, Jael is quick to take her place.

Less friendly, less genial than Flurry had been. Words for deaf ears, Jael is too focused. She's too worried, as she rushes at the woman's ankles. Teeth flying, snapping and snarling as Jael comes in low. It's not until she's upon Satira that she realizes just how close in size, in stature they happen to be. Picking on someone her own size? Something like that.

A twisting feeling in her stomach and a snarl in her throat, Jael can't dwell. Not right now. No dwelling, only biting.

Jael vs Satira for dominance
Round 1/?
Age: over 1
Size: Extra small
Build: Balanced
Defensive Battle Accessory: Collar
Companion 1: Mourning Dove, Male - Perception
Companion 2: Maremma, Female, Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Bard

With all the nimbleness and agility her border collie genes brought to her, Satira managed to leap off of Flurry's back as her opponent tried to topple backwards with her, resulting in the much larger wolf hitting the ground while the wolf-dog landed with grace, turned and pounced to pin her down. With a grin and a giggle, Tira's curly tail rose and wagged, claiming her dominance and her victory. "Nice try, sweetheart! But hey, if you still want those boo-boo kisses, come find me after this is over." She winked a single blue eye down at Flurry and hopped off of the woman, surveying the fights around her with dismay. Most of Valta had been beaten, and- oh for fuck's sake, Arcturus! She watched with incredulity as her brother was once again taken down without putting up a fight. Fucking hell...!

Her observation was cut abruptly short as Tira saw another Raider coming at her fast. She yelped in surprise as the woman slightly smaller than her went for her ankles. "What the hell?!" she cried out in surprise and tried to rear back, but the dog was too fast, and those tiny jaws latched around one of her ankles. Satira took only a moment to study her opponent—canine features, silky fur, floppy ears—and realized she looked just like her and her dad did. That moment of realization lasted for all of 0.2 seconds before Tira was bringing her free paw straight down towards her opponent's head, pulling her foreleg that the Raider had bit closer to try and keep her close so she could give her one good thwack to the noggin against the ground and end this fight before it began.

Satira vs Jael for Dominance (raid)
Round 1/1
Age: 1+ years
Size: Extra small
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Hidden blade
Defensive Battle Accessory: Front Leather Wraps
Companion 1: Peregrine falcon, Female - Flying
Companion 2: Leopard, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Feline claws - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Field Medic

"Satira"

And the winner is...

SATIRA

JAEL must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: JAEL: Attack Roll: 100 Defense Roll: 41 Agility Roll: 42 Perception Roll: 52 Total: 235 Attack[100 Critical attack!] + 15% Bonus[15.00]: 115.00 Defense[41] + 10% Bonus[4.10]: 45.10 Agility[42] + 10% Bonus[4.20]: 46.20 Perception[52] + 35% Bonus[18.20]: 70.20 Total[276.50] + 25% Bonus[69.12]: 345.62 SATIRA: Attack Roll: 87 Defense Roll: 54 Agility Roll: 19 Perception Roll: 67 Total: 227 Attack[87] + 30% Bonus[26.10]: 113.10 Defense[54] + 35% Bonus[18.90]: 72.90 Agility[19] + 15% Bonus[2.85]: 21.85 Perception[67] + 10% Bonus[6.70]: 73.70 Total[281.55] + 35% Bonus[98.54]: 380.09

And the winner is...

Tarnish

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

And the winner is...

RAIDERS HOLLOW

VALTA has lost the raid.