While her defenses had protected her some, the ripping of her flesh couldn't be stopped. Holding back a painful growl Lova tightened her muscles around her abdomen. As a small wound make itself apparent around the back of her neck. Her scruff had done well to avoid anything serious, thankfully, as she straightened her center of gravity digging her nails into the dirt with her toes splayed. Her eyes narrowed and ears pinned to the back of her head. As her tail kept tucked underneath her jaws snapped to her right. Just as the far had wanted the teeth made their mark on the top of her right shoulder, making an inch deep wound. Digging into her flesh as Lova saw an opportunity at the angle Midnight was at. Lova splayed out her jaws aiming for her right leg lowering her head to avoid her vitals being attacked. If she were to succeed she would bite as hard as she could in an attempt to break the bone, in the same movement try to yank Midnight with her leg to trip her over. Lova kept her shoulders rolled inward as she tried to move her head against Midnight's right side of her body. While dragging(if she had gotten hold of her leg) her leg with her she would try to push the girl over. To get her on her side and possibly underneath her. Cyan eyes locked on the enemy as she kept her scruff rolled pain from the bite didn't stop her from protecting herself. Her chin tucked slightly down as she tried to shift herself away from the right angle to make it a better attempt at the attack. This could cause more damage to her shoulder though as she tried to shift. 2/2 Attack:; Lova is trying to shift her weight away from the right angle, splayed her jaws and aiming for Midnight's lower right leg to try and sweep her from underneath and push midnight on her left side. If she succeeds in shifting herself it may cause more damage to her shoulder and Lova will press her head on her shoulder behind her weight to press down on midnight. Defense:; Ears pinned to back of head, eyes narrowed, shoulders rolled inward scruff rolled, tail tucked between legs, stomach muscles tightened, shin tucked slightly to chest. Injuries:; Slight tear at top of back of neck. Slighty tearing on left side, irritation on her cheek. Right shoulder inch deep wound, could tear with her next move. Speech,

Impra's call would remain unanswered as it seemed all of Valhalla was occupied by their own battles. The cherry blossom she wolf would be left with no one to answer her call and so she felt victory rise within her chest. A howl of pure delight would leave her maw suddenly, but she would not let herself be distracted long from the battle. She could still feel the tenseness in her abdomen and the adrenaline that pumped viscously through her veins. Her presence would not be left alone for long, for the so called queen of Valhalla would suddenly break away from battle and turn her attentions to the albino she wolf. "Sorry I was a bit... preoccupied." The voice would alert her to the coming attack, Chrysanpthe would approach from her right side her paws would draw her near to the candy apple princess, Impra would swing her hips behind her and attempt to face the woman head on. Her own sturdy legs would stand tall as her spine became aligned and her tail drew itself above her for balance. With her weight centered and evenly distributed, knees bent, toes splayed, and claws digging into the earth she would be hit by her opponent. The queen's paws would ram into her chest she could feel the force pushing her back, but she would keep her footing. Chrysanthe's paws would remain planted on ivory shoulders, her claws seemingly digging into the fur and flesh. Awful bruising was felt almost instantaneously. With only a few steps taken back her defenses would be put back into place before her assailant was able to land her attack. Chin would tuck and shoulders would roll as her opponent's teeth met her upper right shoulder painfully. She would feel the daggers bite into her coarse fur below her neck and reach the flesh underneath. moderate punctures would break the skin, she was thankful for her wintery coat otherwise the bite would have been much worse. With pinned ears and narrowed eyes she would let out a bark of anger. Jaws agape Impra would use her weight to attempt at shoving the queen back with her chest, her toes digging into the earth for more traction. With a quick snap of her jaws she would attempt to grab the scruff and back of her opponents neck, ivory teeth would try to gain control of the girl's nape, hopefully finding a more vital mark afterwards. Defenses: abdomen tense, spine aligned, tail used for balance, weight centered/evenly distributed, knees bent, toes splayed, claws digging into the earth for traction, tucked chin, rolled shoulders, pinned ears, narrowed eyes, jaws agape Attacks: Shoving at Chrysanthe to push her back, shot at her scruff/back of neck Injuries: severe bruising to chest possible scratches due to claws but more likely more bruises, lacerations to right shoulder due to chry's bite. Impra vs Chrys for freedom round 1 of (Two work for you?) Speech,

MIDNIGHT vs. LOVA for SIEGE Round 1 MIDNIGHT: 5 for clarity. There are lots of ?she?s and ?her?s in your post that confuse who you are referring too; I know it?s hard, but sometimes it?s best to go by names even if your char doesn?t know them. Also be more specific with where you are biting/attacking. ?turn her body so that it lay at right angles to the dames own?- you are getting the hang of specifics, but where is her head? Is she at the shoulder of Lova, or the rump etc? Also a lot going on in your post and found it tricky to pin-point attacks. 10 for powerplaying. nothing of note 2 for defenses. Lowered chin over throat, tense muscles - Just listing defences in your summary does not account for them in your post! 6 for attack. Worsening damage to nape, single attack to the right shoulder. 7 for injuries. Moderate bite wound to the shoulder. Round one MIDNIGHT Total: 30/50 LOVA: 6 for clarity. Where on her right leg did she aim? And was it the foreleg? Watch your post flow. 7 for powerplaying. ?making an inch deep wound?- Midnight never specified this! 9 for defenses. 4 for attack. Single attack to the right forelimb? 6 for injuries.Worsened damage to scruff, bite wound to shoulder. Round one LOVA Total: 32/50 Totals: LOVA: 32/50 MIDNIGHT: 30/50 And the winner is... LOVA! Midnight is now knocked out of The Siege. Notes: Tips for both writing, and some suggestions. (no points are deducted here) This was a 2 point difference and it absolutely kills me- very hard when people are evenly matched haha. But it shows that you both did well! Wanderer, I don?t doubt that you would have won if you had put your defences into your actual post; it was what gave you your loss, which is a real shame. Seimei you are improving, just make sure you keep an eye on your PP and Clarity. Good defences! - By [YUMPY]

They had returned, help had come while others had raced ahead, eager to fight. Cyril flew above him, scouting out the wolves ahead. Dark gray paws pushed off the Earth as Thane ran towards the fight. Aqua blue eyes settled on a sight, things he was proud to see and things that honestly worried him. Wolves were falling here and there like flies. "Master Thane, we're getting closer into the thick of it. It's best I fly a bit higher now, out of paw's reach." the golden eagle said as his large wings flapped, bringing him higher and higher into the sky. No words escaped the man's mouth for he knew he need not waste a moment on words. Looking around as he entered the thick of the fight the brute spotted the pale king. His brows furrowed as he skidded to a halt, taking a few seconds to think as others fought around him. Being well behind the pale king Thane made sure to stay where he would not be seen unless if the white male had his attention somehow turned from Tidus, one of the warriors who had came from Tortuga. Looking over white lined ears pressed flat against the male's skull as the scene unfolded before him,all happening at the spur of the moment. with a motion of his head Thane signaled for Cyril to fly further away from him, so not to distract the pale king and risk him having to look behind him. Aqua blue eyes watched the pale man lunge at Tidus, aiming for his stomach. A snarl formed on his face; and yet Thane made sure to keep himself from making any noise for now as he started to run towards the pale king. Assuming that Isardis would be preoccupied on Tidus as he lunged towards him Thane would push off the ground breaking into a run. His ears would lay lay flat against his skull, to avoid being nipped or nicked. His head scrunched up up close to his neck and lowered to protect his vital veins there, and his tail straight out for balance was how the man ran towards Isardis from behind. He made sure to take big lunges, so the slight footfall would be less frequent, less to be heard as well. Looking up for a moment the man watched as Cyril flew a ways in front, far ahead. White lined ears did not perk up but they did hear his companion's cry. hopefully that would aid in the distraction of the pale man. Coming closer the brute would push off of the ground one last time, lunging for the man's back. Aqua blue eyes would never leave his target, the man's back was in plain sight, as pale and white as ever. Assuming the pale king was more than preoccupied at lunging towards Tidus Thane would attempt to lunge towards his back and to get a good hold with his claws on his sides. In addition to that the man would open his jaws and bare his fangs as he would attempt to bite Isardis' upper spine or scruff depending on how much the pale king would move.If his jaws would reach their target then they would have a tight grip on the skin as in doing so would drive Thane to rip or tear at his target's skin in that area as much as he could. If the white brute would somehow manage to avoid the lunge and the bite, then Thane would continue to land and he would sprint towards Tidus and align himself alongside the male. In the case of Isardis avoiding the lunge thus would his attention be taken away from Tidus. If Thane would manage to make contact with Isardis' back he would dig his claws into the man's sides and hold on for dear life. White lined ears would still be pinned back as the man's black tail would be tucked in-between his legs, so to avoid being grabbed. Thane and Tidus vs. Isardis Defenses:Thane has his neck scrunched up and slightly lowered to protect his vital veins in his neck such as his jugular. The man's tail is in-between his legs, so to avoid being grabbed. Both white lined ears are pressed against his skull to avoid being nipped or nicked. At the same time would he tighten his core. His companion Cyril in the beginning was also flying a good distance away so to not attract attention directly towards him. As he goes in to attempt his attack the golden eagle flies well ahead of the man, letting out a screech in an attempt to aid in having Isardis' attention stay forward. Attacks: Thane is lunging towards Isardis from behind, he comes up from a running start towards the pale king from behind him as he has his forelimbs splayed out ready to land on the man's back. If he would achieve in doing so Thane's claws would try to dig into the brute's sides as he would try to hold on as best he could. In addition to that the man is also aiming his agape jaws to either land on Isardis' upper spine or his scruff; doing so would have him rip and tear at the skin as best or the most he could. Injuries: None received as of yet. "normal, I talk, I think, you speak"

Midnight felt jaws clamp down on her right leg and panic filled her system she could not jump away she could not return the blow she was pined by the girls jaws but still she clung desperately to the dames shoulder. Teeth bit through flesh and pressed against bone which seemed to grown in complaint but did not splinter. Lova pulled and midnight resisted digging her claws deeper to try and retain her feet but it was no good her left fore slipped and she twisted falling awkwardly and releasing the dame as she fell. Her fall may have caused extra damage but midnight was not really thinking about that for as she fell and twisted the abused bone gave way a sickening snap echoed from her leg the sound covered by midnight own high pitched scream,

she was laid out in front of lova on her left side her vision whiting around the edges, blood dripping from her ruined fore still held in lovas jaws. Midnight was babbling, begging, her mind to consumed by the pain from her broken leg to focus on the words that poured from her mouth, ?please let me go , I?ll leave I wont come back, you win, you win, please just let me go.? she felt sick shock already setting in to try and stem the blood loss the rest of her body curled in on itself her hind legs coming up to protect her stomach her head curling in over her throat, she didn't want to die not here and her life hung in the balance she waited, that was all she could do.

When she was released she curled up for a moment listening to the girl before pulling herself together slightly, she could not stay here in the middle of the battlefield she had to move had to get to safety before someone else decided to target her. Lifting her right fore off the ground she began to stumble her way free of the battlefield head hung low and tail trying to stabilise her uneasy gait, a single tear slipped free from her eyes, she had failed, she was as helpless here as she had been when glaciem had first stole their home.

KNOCKED OUT
-EXIT MIDNIGHT-

Cormalin

She went for the spot she?s gotten with her teeth previously, taking a bit more flesh with her, before he caught her with his teeth, and he felt a nasty sensation Cracked rib. he thought absently, and kept his mind on the fight. Her reaction was to attempt to drive the point of her pelvis into his face. He acted swiftly, swinging his hips outward, away from her fore end and attempting a tightening of his jaws on whatever hold he had on her form, before jerking his head outward. His nose was scrunched forcibly, and painfully, against her hip joint with her move, and his eyes narrowed further, before he jerked backward, attempting to hopefully take a bit of her with him, or perhaps even disable her, before he charged at her, hackles raised, shoulders forward, neck scrunching, while his ears folded back and his teeth bared. He made no noises, preferring to remain silent. He remained light on his paws now, his charge aiming for her haunches with a dropped shoulder. If his charge hit, it would carry his weight and momentum with it, and he would hopefully succeed in his attempt to knock her hind end down. His hind legs drove him forward, while his front strove ahead. As his shoulder strove for her hind end, his head ducked abruptly in and down, jaws snapping open and striving sharply for a bite to her right hind leg, or at the very least, a slash of his canines for her Achilles Tendon. A damaging blow there would take her out of the fight, and possibly cripple her for good. Tail was tucked against his stomach, instinctively protecting his belly and genitals, though he had no need for those anymore. Paws strove for balance, hind legs falling square with each stride. Fight Stats Cormalin v Satis forKO/Dominance Round: 2/2 Defenses: Narrowed eyes, folded ears, bared teeth, Rolled shoulders,neck scrunched, hackles raised, and un-knowingly avoiding an attack to his belly with an outward swing of his hind end. Balanced hind end, left shoulder dropping to become a possible battering ram. Tail tucked to his stomach for protection of the belly, paws balancing. Attacks: Attempting to rip away some of her flesh at the flank by jerking his head backward (Hereafter, he no longer has a bite on her.) | Charging her hind end at higher speed with a dropped shoulder in an attempt to knock her hind end down, simultaneously aiming a bite for the hind leg opposite him, intending to bite down on it, or slash the Achilles tendon. Injuries: severe gaping wound to the point a few inches behind his elbow, bleeding profusely. Bruising around the nose, from her hip attack. Out Of Character Notes: Prolly makes no sense at all.

Tidus

Tidus' maneuver rwould be successful just as he had planned, though when he made to drop, Isardis had moved towards him but gravity would fall in Tidus' favor as his speed allowed him to move before the albino's shoulder hit him. The woman it seemed, was successful in hitting the ghoul on his right shoulder and that was all the time the young boy needed. When he had made to roll, he saw for a fleeting millisecond, the ghouls jaws head towards his stomach, but teeth would fail to miss their mark to his briefly semi-exposed belly,(as I stated in last post, his tail was tucked therefore protecting his stomach...) so instead the albino's teeth would clasp onto a small portion of his left side as he made his roll move(Since a roll takes no more then a few secs, Tidus would have already been on his other side to stand up). And as he had moved, the quick momentum from his body would tear the skin and fur from Isardis' jaws as he stood. Ears had remained pinned, teeth bared in a snarl, tail remained tucked, abdomen and muscles tightened, his head remained tucked over his vitals, and eyes remained narrowed during his rolling maneuver to avoid as much damage as possible. Once upon his feet, Tidus' lunge towards Isardis' achilles tendon would hit, and his teeth would clasp on as he jerked his head back as soon as his teeth caught hold of their target to try and rip away all that he could before releasing. It was then that Tidus' would see another ally approach, but he would keep his head in the game as he made to attempt another attack on the white beast. Tidus' head would snap up in an attempt to grab onto Isardis' exposed belly. Should his teeth his their mark, then Tidus would make an attempt to rip what he could grab, and should he fail then he would go for whatever else was in reach...As he did this, Tidus felt teeth of the white beast hit his hind end from his attempted lunge(the one claimed to be going for his face) and he would wince, but ignored the pain as he ripped his body away from the prying teeth, causing a bite wound that would be about an inch and half deep. His anger was only fueled by the spill of blood that he would feel dripping down his haunches, but it would not stop him from his onslaught. It was then that he would angle his body further away from Isardis' front as his teeth aimed for the belly on Isar's left side, and once again should his teeth his then Tidus figured that Isar would have a hard time reaching him now that there was another in the fray. Tidus' weight would become evenly distributed, toes splayed and claws digging into the ground, tail tucked, hackles raised, eyes narrowed, teeth bared, ears pinned, muscles/abdomen rigid, and his will strong. Tidus & Riv & Thane Vs. Isardis & Artemis for Maim/seige Defenses: Ears pinned, tail tucked, head lowered over throat, muscles and abdomen tensed/rigid, eyes narrowed, teeth bared, weight would become evenly distributed, toes splayed and claws digging into the ground, hackles raised. Injuries: Minor bruising under his jaw from Ryu's previous rump bump; Bruising on the side of his face where Isardis headbutted him. Torn skin on the left side of his abdomen, (may scar) and inch and a half deep bite wounds to his lower back/haunch area that are bleeding, and might also scar as skin was also torn. OOC: I was told to continue my attack by several knowledgeable people, since it seemed unrealistic that a tackle from the Right by Riv would not realistically push Isar forward...that's not how physics works. Also, at the time of Tidus' rolling maneuver, such a move only takes like 2-3 seconds and a wolf would only be on it's back for no more then less then a second, which means not enough time to get any sort of bite from the stomach...that would have placed isar standing over Tidus to do that. Not to mention his "lower abdomen" was protected by his tail so Isar would have gotten a mouthful of tail, not stomach. Furthermore, I am justifying why I am continuing my post as is, because as mentioned before, I got several people's thoughts about this, and the location where Tidus' head would be after being on his feet would have put his head out of range for Isar to try and blind him. Not only that, but it was failed to mention exactly how and in which direction Isar moved to avoid Tidus' attempt towards his hind limb, so I was also told that the attack would technically hit since it wasn't acknowledged directionwise...I felt the post was not clear, and was much too confusing. So i'm going by what several experienced people have suggested for me to do, so i'm remaining as realistic as I possibly can. I am also confused about the left shoulder to left shoulder thing...Tidus' left shoulder couldn't have been at Isar's left shoulder since they were facing each other or whatever. I stated in which positions Tidus' was in during my last post, nothing hard about that. If the Judger has any questions, feel free to skype or pm me. I personally don't care if I get docked for PPing, but honestly I've got reasonable explanations. I will not be discussing this in the cbox because too much Drama has happened about the war in there and I'll not deal with that again. Again, I will be more then happy to explain my reasoning as to why I continued my post as I did without a problem to Vivien(The one chosen to judge this) or a Staffer. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think

Victory tasted sweet. Her strategy had paid off, thanks to the quick observations and actions of Impra, and then her attacks would force her opposition to yield. Crimson gaze settled momentarily, and a sigh left her lips as she pulled back, retreating. "I will see to your wellbeing in Glaciem. I do not forget kindness so easily. I will go with you to tour pack with whoever of your packmates is taken and see what can be arranged," a trade for an alliance would be a vital thing, after all. Alas the woman checked her defenses; legs apread equally apart, weight evenly distributed, limbs bent, toes spread, claws trying to bite into the soil, hackles raising, tail lashing out for balance. Head lowered to align with her spine, neck scrunching, shoulders rolling, chin tucked and jaws parted. Eyes narrowed and ears pinned back, defenses all prepared.

Her gaze settled upon a fight with Isardis, a three on two which made the silver knight snarl. Muscles bunched and the woman took off wordlessly, legs pulling her into a dead sprint towards the fight. She saw the Seracian join in, and it urged her forwards, eager to even out the fight and still eager when a woman came to Isardis's aide. She sought to drive near, hoping to close the distance, her weight barreling forwards with the full momentum of a dead sprint. She did not halt, the force of her forward weight being enough to shatter bones.

The silver knight sought to push between Isardis and Tidus, her left side seeking to go along Isardis's left side, her right hopefully the closes side to Tidus's left. She sought to slam the full force of her weight into Tidus's neck, hoping to shatter the bone that attached his head to his body. Jaws snapped for his eyes; neck craning to hopefully bring her jaws over the male's eyes. Argent was the taller of the two, and thus her height aided her in this instance. Her lower jaw sought to dig the long incisor on her bottom right jaw into Tidus's left eye, her top jaw parting and stretching, top longest incisor on her right seeking to land in the male's right eye. She wanted to blind him and break his neck, to show these fools what happened to cowards who went for uneven fights. There was nothing honorable in a three on two; if you couldn't win with even strength you quite simply didn't deserve to win.

Argent, Isardis, and Artemis vs. Tidus, Rivaxorous, and Thane for Maim/Evening the fight

1/1 (because Tidus is finished I'm assuming she only gets one move)

Rayne

She had left the safety of the Healers Den. She had wasted no time in heading down to battle field. Her crown lowered, chin ticking agint her throat, ears fell flat against her skull, her tail tucked to avoid being grabbed. The smell of blood was overpowering, it assaulted her nostrils making her head spin. Snarls screamed in her ears, the sounds of war continued. She prayed that this wound end soon. Two toned eyes scanned the field, looking for the wounded. Spilled blood soaked the earth. Valhallan wolves continued to fight bravely, taking on Glaciem ruthlessly. Her home couldn't fall, Valhalla needed to pull through. She moved quickly, legs snapping forward with every step. She avoided making much noise, her goal to find the wounded and get out of there. She was a Healer, this was not her place, but the wounded needed her. Her pounded in her chest, adrenaline flooding her system. One particular battle caught her attention. Six wolves battled each other. Eyes narrowed. Three Valhallans versus three Glaciems. She shook her head, she couldn't get distracted, she needed to focus. She continued her rounds around he battle, carefully avoiding each fight that took place. Senses were on high alert, her eyes darted around, nostrils flared, sounded flooded her ears. Eyes landed on one particular fallen form. A chocolate brute, long dead now. He looked so familiar to her. Lovatt? The brute she had met only twice now? No. Did Glaciem initate this attack by murdering the man? Lips curled faintly in a silent snarl. Anger surging her body. OOC: any wounded valhallans may approach Rayne and she will lead them back to the den, or demy can come attack her XD

Knocked out by surprise, she aimed to attack a man who challenged an amenti wolf, for Raven to submit so easily, was that a plan for her to come out with barely a scratch. No, it couldn't be. Though Renesme's Original plan failed she could only have the satisfaction of injuring the man, as his words oozed out of his lips she'd raise to all four paws and limp to the exit. The white dame would be content to have Alsander leave, not wanting to risk further damage.

-Renesme, out unless stopped-

TIDUS, RIVAXOROUS, AND THANE VS. ISARDIS, ARTEMIS AND ARGENT IS NOW PAUSED

No opponents will default while this fight is paused. This fight has been paused due to several questions put forth that need answering before it can continue. It will continue once these questions are resolved.

TIDUS, RIVAXOROUS, AND THANE VS. ISARDIS, ARTEMIS AND ARGENT IS NOW ACTIVE

The Default Clock starts from the time of THIS POST. This fight is now active once more.

It had all happened so fast, and one moment it seemed the duo-tone creature was beneath him and the next a blow was felt to his left hind ankle; a sharp bark would rebore from salivating jaws as the Kings skull would thrash instinctively to glance behind him, hind limb quickly tugged forwards as his opponents canines were felt grazing the surface of his pale leather. The pain was minor in comparison to the surprise, toes coming to rest back against the earth as they would re-splay. But what was this? Argent had answered The Kings silent notice of distress, and before Isardis had any time to consider re-attacking the woman had pounded her undeniable strength into the pitiful frame of the pathetic nobody that sprawled the earth beneath the royal duo. His mind creased with the pleasures of a smirking psyche; so proud he was of his little blade, confident that his silver beauty would never truly let him down. Blind him, a moment of thought spared as rubies shuddered atop her thrashing form. However, a vicious slam atop his spine would send the man staggering momentarily, re-gathering his balance as limbs would square out beneath him in an effort to stay centred. Almost oblivious he was to the sudden snap at the thin flesh of his flank, seemingly have come from the male Argent now accepted as her play-toy; he would barely regard it, the injuries sustained no more than a graze as the virile now gathered his senses to deal with the unfamiliar that rested atop the slightly-right-hand side of his back. He would feel fangs reach the tenders of his scruff, and in a dual attempt to throw his attackers balance and flee from the direct company of Tidus, muscles would coil beneath him to push him forwards in an awkward, weighted stride. It would be then his nape would crane to the right, eager jaws sent reaching for the exposed right forelimb of Thane, which now rested against his side and shoulders for balance as he stabilised. Ambitiously he would aim to manoeuvre his neck in a way that would potentially allow him to grasp mid-way up the opponent?s forelimb, tighten canines and molars at bone-crushing velocity, twist his skull slightly to the left and then wretch the beast forwards with the weight of his forequarters and power of his spine. Dragging at both an unnatural angle and with attempted supremacy, to try and both break the limb and pull Thane forwards and to the right in an attempt to throw his balance. Quickly then, Isardis would near-sit, haunches dropped to hover barely an inch from the surface of the ground, hoping to send Thane sliding backwards and better grant him access to the opposite forelimb. It was then Isardis would strive to release whatever hold he had attained, whip his skull to his left, and then reach to grasp at the ankle or left paw of Thane; where he would ambitiously hope to attain a hold within his molars, and violently thrash has skull from left-to-right to not only attempt to splinter the bones, but rip away any toes he had managed to grasp. Defences remained relentless; limbs square, weight equal, spine aligned, tail tucked, abdomen tense, elbows bent, chest slightly lowered, toes splayed, claws digging for traction, quickly re-steadying balance on the left hind leg, shoulders rolled, chin tucked flush against throat to prevent any access to jugular, hackles raised, ears pinned, eyes narrowed, jaws ready. Isardis, Artemis, Argent vs. Tidus, Rivaxorus, Thane ? Round 3/3! For Blinding to Tidus and Severe Permanent Lameness (caused by either or both of the limb attacks) to Thane Defenses: Clearly listed in last para. Attacks: Thane is positioned slightly to the right of Isardis back, with forelimbs reached over sides behind the shoulder for stability; Isardis reaches to his right to try and clasp mid-way down the right forelimb with his canines or molars, tighten, and then rip Thane forwards to throw his balance. Isardis then sits to cause loss of balance again, releases any hold, and attempts to reach around to his left now, to grasp the left ankle or paw of Thane, and relentlessly thrash his skull in an attempt to break bone or rip off toes. Injuries: Minor cuts/grazing to left hind ankle, grazing to the underside of the left flank, minor puncture wounds to the scruff (didn?t seem to be a very aggressive attack).

Default to ARTEMIS, ISARDIS, ARGENT

By request, RIVAXOROUS has chosen to forfeit in her challenge against Artemis, Isardis and Argent. Because ARTEMIS was the main attacker against Rivaxorous, ARTEMIS is the winner, and gains an additional KO TO GLACIEM.

RIVAXOROUS must give up by either passing out, submitting, or running away.

She had failed to bowl the woman over, but she would not let thet deter her any further than that. The woman had ended up placed somewhat at the other female's right side, although to the front opposed to the back that she had been aiming for. Her chest ached from where the two of them had collided, but she had braced herself for that pain in the collision that she herself had caused. The other female snapped at the back of her neck, but since she was to the other woman's right, her attack would be more to Chrysanthe's right as well. Through raised hackles and rolled shoulders, her opponent would grab at fur and skin on the right side of her upper neck. Her teeth would sink in far enough to draw blood, perhaps a quarter of an inch deep, but the wounds were not as deep and serious as they could have been if the albino had not had quite a bit of raised cream colored for to get through before she could sink her teeth in deeper.


As the other female pushed forward, Chrysanthe would tense her back legs, and the right side of her chest would burn as her bruise was pressed against. Her toes would drag over the ground where the albino pushed against her. Gaping jaws would glint as she snarled at the woman, glaring at her through narrowed eyes. She would try and push back against the other female, using her back legs to push the right side of her chest against the other woman where muscled chest would possibly meet muscled chest.


She would attempt to keep her front legs wrapped around the other woman's shoulders, and would even attempt to hike them higher, so that they would hopefully be wrapped around her neck near it's base where it met the albino's shoulders. If she succeeded she would attempt to drag the woman's head down lower with her own weight, and put her at an odd angle where it would hopefully be harder for her to attack the alpha further. It would keep the alpha upright easier, and hopefully make it harder for the albino to grab at anything vital. Simultaneously her teeth were aimed to snap harshly at the right side of the female's neck, where she would try to sink her gaping jaws into the sensitive flesh behind her jaw and ear. She hoped to grab the area and should she succeed, even if she was knocked over by the albino she would possibly leave her with quite the wound to consider.


Chrysanthe's ears were pinned, and her chin tucked so that her head was just over her throat. Her hackles were raised as they had been throughout the fight, and her shoulders rolled to protect the sides of her neck. The alpha's tail waved behind her in an attempt to keep her balanced despite her peculiar positioning. Tense muscles were prepared for anything from her target, and her back legs had tensed considerably, where her toes dug into the ground where they had landed after her failed attempt to knock the albino over. Squared back legs would hold a substantial amount of the alpha's weight, and hold her up as she held onto her target, and hopefully her front legs would further her "grip" on the other woman. Her stomach would tense beneath her, as it was more exposed this way than if she had been on all fours.


defenses: back legs tensed, toes digging into the ground, gaping jaws, eyes narrowed, legs wrapped around impra's shoulders, trying to make it harder for impra to attack by pulling here her legs are possibly wrapped, ears pinned, chin tucked, hackles raised, shoulders rolled, tail positioned for balance, muscles tense, squared back legs, weight on back legs and hopefully pulled up where her front legs are around Impra, stomach tense

attacks: pushing back against impra's shove, attempting to wrap her front legs around Impra's neck, attempting to bite the right side of Impra's neck

injuries: moderate bruising to chest (mainly her right side), lacerations to the right side of her neck from Impra's bite


vs. Impra for Impra

move 2 of 2

satis v cormalin for knockout Round One satis ? clarity ? 8 out of 10 ; it should be specified which shoulder of satis? was aimed to hit cormalin?s. powerplay ? 10 out of 10 ; nothing of note. defense ? 10 out of 10 ; spine aligned, tail tucked, tensed abdomen, hackles raised, eyes narrowed, ears pinned, toes splayed, balanced, chin tucked, shoulders rolled, body lowered, claws gripping soil, jaws gaping. attack ? 7 out of 10 ; aiming to hit her shoulder against his to throw his balance (+3), attack to cormalin?s elbow (+3), potential yanking motion with her jaws (+1) injuries ? 10 out of 10 ; first round. round one satis total ? 45 out of 50 cormalin ? clarity ? 5 out of 10 ; ?He retaliated then, meeting her shoulder with his own?? it should be clarified which shoulder cormalin is using. ?Her teeth tore a good chunk of flesh from his side?? what is a ?good? chunk of flesh to me may be different for you, so the severity/depth of his wound should be specified exactly, as well as the side that is injured. ??aiming to bite down on her hind leg?? which hind leg is he aiming for? powerplay ? 7 out of 10 ; ??meeting her shoulder with his own as powerful hindquarters drove him into the lunge.? although this is a counterattack to satis? shoulder shove, this still needs to be made as an attempt to slam his shoulder into her own. defense ? 10 out of 10 ; claws gripping soil, tail aligned with spine, toes splayed, squared stance, balanced, ears pinned, eyes narrowed, teeth bared, hackles raised, rolled shoulders. attack ? 6 out of 10 ; aiming to hit his shoulder against hers to throw her balance (+3), bite to hind limb (+2), potential yanking motion with his jaws (+1) injuries ? 10 out of 10 ; first round, chunk missing from side. round one cormalin total ? 38 out of 50 Round Two satis ? clarity ? 6 out of 10 ; ??rudely re-calculated by a sharp and painful blow to her flank.? the severity/depth of those wounds needs to be specified. it was also difficult for me to imagine how satis would first try to smash her pelvis against cormalin without having her whole body pivot away from him, so the clear-shot at his abdomen was more improbable to me, especially if she?s moving forward to get beneath him. powerplay ? 8 out of 10 ; there was no reason given as to why cormalin?s attack missed its intended target. defense ? 10 out of 10 ; squared stance, weight evenly distributed, spine aligned, tail tucked, tensed abdomen, elbows bent/body lowered, toes splayed, claws digging into soil, shoulders rolled, chin tucked, hackles raised, ears pinned, eyes narrowed. attack ? 6 out of 10 ; attempt to worsen the damage to cormalin?s wounds (+1), attempt to hit her pelvis against cormalins face, points not awarded in full due to the unlikeliness of her hitting his face with her pelvis while he grasps her flank since wolves aren?t that flexible (+1), attack to bite corm?s lower abdomen (+4) injuries ? 8 out of 10 ; wound to flank. round one satis total ? 38 out of 50 cormalin ? clarity ? 5 out of 10 ; ??his charge aiming for her haunches with a dropped shoulder?? which haunch is being targeted with which shoulder? ??striving sharply for a bite to her right hind leg?? her right hind leg is completely on the other side of cormalin, so it was hard to imagine a clear shot at it when satis is so much smaller than corm. powerplay ? 5 out of 10 ; cormalin completely dodged satis? attack to cormalin?s lower abdomen. all attacks made by the opposing side need to be accounted for. defense ? 8 out of 10 ; neck scrunched, ears pinned, teeth bared, hackles raised, shoulders rolled, tail tucked, limbs squared, balanced. attack ? 7 out of 10 ; attempt to worsen damage to already-wounded area (+1), aiming to hit his shoulder against her haunches (+3), bite to her right hind limb, aiming for achilles' tendon (+3). injuries ? 6 out of 10 ; fractured rib, bruising to face round two cormalin total ? 31 out of 50 Totals satis ? 83 out of 100 cormalin ? 69 out of 100 And the winner is... satis! cormalin must give up by either submitting, passing out, or fleeing, and may no longer participate in this siege. Damage satis - moderate wound to flank (will take four ooc days to heal) cormalin ? fractured rib (will take 18 ooc days to heal and breathing will be complicated), deep gashes above fractured rib (will take one ooc week to heal completely) Notes yumpy ? make sure you specify your attacks and injuries as well as consider the probability of certain attacks' success, keeping in mind that wolves are not very flexible with their movements. excellent defenses and complex attacks. briena ? make sure to specify your attacks and injuries as well, and always acknowledge every attack thrown at your characters, even if they miss. you, too, had excellent defenses and fairly complex attacks. great job to the both of you! c: [ judging by aly ]

She had come out on top, and that was enough for her. She would stand, panting in her supremacy as she shifted her weight between her hinds, rebalancing, testing the injury to her flank. It was nothing serious; torn skin but her muscles were fine. Adrenaline still surged her stream as she frantically glanced around in search of another to target; loitering amidst the commotion was a pale dove. She didn?t seem to be a threat, but regardless the snarl that drew up onto her lips showed she was no peace-maker. Rapidly she would leave the ebony man in whatever form he now remained, racing towards the white vixen at a resolute lope; striving to come up towards the left-wards side of her haunches, hinds pivoted slightly outwards to avoid a flush onset. It mattered not if her arrival was detected; ambitiously Satis would aim to come up beside Rayne, slam the blade of her right shoulder into the ribs behind the left shoulder of her now targeted opponent in an effort to throw the woman?s balance and crack ribs, before skull would reach to her right, eager jaws agape as canines would strive to clasp at the left side of her lower gullet; ambitious to lock jaws around the tender skin folds of her unguarded left throat, and relentlessly hold. Eyes narrowed in defence, limbs square as was possible in her motions, weight equalizing after her right-wards thrust at the shoulder, spine aligned, tail tucked, abdomen tense, elbows bent, chest slightly lowered, toes splayed, claws digging for traction, shoulders rolled, chin tucked, hackles raised, ears pinned, jaws ready. Satis vs. Rayne ? Round 1 of 2? For Dominance/KO. Defences: Eyes narrowed, limbs square as was possible in her motions, weight equalizing after her right-wards thrust at the shoulder, spine aligned, tail tucked, abdomen tense, elbows bent, chest slightly lowered, toes splayed, claws digging for traction, shoulders rolled, chin tucked, hackles raised, ears pinned, jaws ready. Attacks: Attempting to approach at the left hindquarters, Satis' hinds ever-so-slightly pivoted away to prevent being parallel/flush to Rayne's left side; Satis aims to throw the power of her jutting right shoulder into the ribs just behind Rayne's left shoulder, and quickly aim her jaws to the right to try and latch onto the left underside of Rayne's throat and hold; hoping to cease blood-flow to the head or breathing, and make her light-headed. Injuries: First round.

Obsidian

Obsidian lurked in the shadows, watching over Rayne. Wolves twisted and writhed in the bloodbath, the pale Isardis among them, another albino that must have been a daughter squaring off with Chrysanthe. The black horse snorted softly. She could smell the big cats that had come along. They hadn?t shown on the actual fight yet, but she could smell them. She sensed movement at her side, but only acknowledged it with a soft, near silent nicker of greeting. The brown and black mottled male Sarak had joined her to stand next to her. Blue orb flicked down to note that the emerald green eyes of the wolf were fixed on one of the fighters, a rumbling growl shuddering his chords. The fighter in question was dark, with unusual marking s that looked like a skeleton. Obsidian?s glance left the male, to fall on Cormalin, who had just lost. Her ears pinned, eyes narrowing, nostrils flaring as she watched the blood stain his black fur crimson. The female who had dealt the blows peeled away from her friend, and charged straight at Rayne. Attacking a healer. These Glaciem wolves were sickening. From what she had gathered by what she had heard from the wolves, attacking any healer was a sin. Haunches quivered, and then drove her forward. She had a clear shot, and took it. Her long legs took her in ground eating strides toward the female, but she didn?t issue a scream, like she instinctively wanted to. This wolf deserved no warning. The ground was soft from fall weather, and muffled her approach, she hoped. And the wolf looked intent on her attack. The sounds of the fighting around helped too. As the oddly marked female strove at Rayne?s left side, Obsidian came from behind, at a charging gallop. She drove her hindquarters under, digging into the ground with her hooves, and lunged both forelegs at the wolf?s spine, neck arched, chin tucked to her broad chest. She aimed to pummel the wolf?s spine with sharp, hard hooves, while her head snaked forward in an attempt to lock teeth around the wolf?s scruff. Hindquarters squared under her rump, lending balance, while her eyes narrowed to protect from any attacks that might come at them. Fight Stats Obsidian and Rayne v Satis for Dominance / KO Round: 1 of however many is decided. Defenses: Chin tucking to her chest to guard her throat, ears pinned, eyes narrowed. Hindquarters squared under her rump for balance. Attacks: Charging Satis from behind, and attempting to trample her spine with her front hooves, while reaching forward with her head, attempting to bite down on Satis' scruff. No warning in attack given. Injuries: First round. Out Of Character Notes:

Sarak

Sarak has padded along with Obsidian, stomach twisting with nerves. He had no experience in honorable fighting. Plenty in dirty fighting. What he saw out there, was a lot of dirty fighting on Glaciem?s part. He rolled his shoulders, glancing up at the horse as he came to stop beside her powerful front legs. He wouldn?t want to be on the receiving end of the blows those hooves could deal. His eyes strayed to the fighting, and he froze, eyes narrowing, before a snarl rumbled from his chest. The skeleton. Mister, cozy up to Azalea. So he was an enemy. Excellent. Sarak hadn?t liked him in the first place. Sarak had forced himself to stay healthy, in Azalea?s name. Strong and well fed. But inside, he was sick for pining for her. Why did she go without telling him? He jumped as Obsidian suddenly sprang out with more agility than he would have expected from an animal her size. Then again, he?d seen her race across the plains, and had marveled at the power in her movements. He set his teeth, watching her tear into the wolf that had just come out the victor in a tangle with Cormalin. The aging Beta had lost. He hoped the bitch hurt bad once the horse was done with her. Meanwhile, he had already settled on a target. He didn?t go charging out like a hero. Instead, he slid along the edges of the fight, putting fighting wolves between himself and the mark. Then, Sarak struck like he had been trained to do. No excitement or blood lust clouded his mind, like it had when his mark had been Erani. No. His mind was crystal clear with one goal. Hurt this male like he hurt inside. Make him bleed. So he popped out from behind a pair of fighters, coming in behind Vixe, and slashing his jaws out for the right hind leg, attempting to rip into the Achilles tendon and render that leg useless. Regardless of whether or not the first blow landed, he aimed the same slashing movement at the left leg, before jumping backward and darting around to the male?s left and lunging for his neck, gaping jaws intending to latch onto the side of the brute?s neck and maybe drag him back onto any injury his first attacks may have made, or unbalance him in any case. The skeleton marked male was already injured from a previous fight. And Sarak was fresh, however, he didn?t allow that to make him cocky. Anyone with adrenalin in their veins could fight past serious pain, and sometimes not even realize they were hurt. So he stayed on his toes, quickly releasing any hold he had and leaping backward again, landing into a balanced stance, chin tucked, spine aligning, abdomen tensing, his tail thrusting outward for lighter carriage and mobility as well as balance, while his toes splayed, hind nails flexed for traction, ears pinning and eyes narrowing, while his canines bared themselves. His shoulder rolled forward, and his neck scrunched, front end lowering slightly, preparing for movement. Fight Statistics Sarak vs Vixe for Maim?/KO Move: 1 of ? (Depends on if it's being judged.) ---- Defenses: Chin tucked, ears pinned, eyes narrowed, teeth bared, neck scrunched into rolled shoulders, stance balanced and squared, spine aligned, abdomen tensed, tail thrust out for balance and mobility, toes splaying, hind nails flexed to add traction, front end slightly lower in preparation for further movement. Attacks: Three attacks: the first two being directly one after the other. First, coming in from behind, and attempting to slash the right hind leg's Achilles Tendon. Then attempting to slash the left Achilles Tendon. Jump backward (Regardless of either slash landing). Last, he darts around to Vixe's left and lunges at his neck, attempting to fasten his jaws on the side of his neck, and jerk backward, attempting to drag him onto whatever injury may be on Vixe's hind legs (This is only if the tendon attack landed, or merely to pull him off balance. Abrupt release. Injuries: None Extra Notes: I've never actually fought using Sarak, so this is newwwww to me. Are we having this judged, or are all fights being judged now?

ooc:Brie, all fights are being judged.

he was late, but that was fine, after all, he had some things to tend to. Such as making sure those that needed to got out of Valhalla safely and were en route to Seracia. A snarl ripped free from his lungs as the behemoth rose across the landscape and found himself standing atop the rolling hills of valhalla. the sounds of chaos and the awful sounds of pain and cries broke over him. the man had heard all he needed to and so he strode towards them. a challenge broke free of his lips--one beckoning for an opponent to come towards him. His defenses were meager--merely implicating balance and the protection of vitals via tucking his chin and rolling his shoulders a bit. he felt an insatiable need to begin and was more than willing.

Collision vs. ??? for DOMINANCE

round zero