How wicked these, How wicked these hours Pyralis paced in agitation as she examined the clearing she'd chosen in the battlefield.  She knew by now that she was pregnant but she wasn't that far along, barely at all.  There was no noticeable pudge yet, but she still wasn't sure if she should be fighting.  Oh fuck it.  She was going to have to be careful for the rest of autumn and by gosh she was going to have some fun while she could still have it and it wasn't like her little parasites were big enough to be seriously harmed…. right?  She really needed to pin down Ana and get the skinny on motherhood. Throwing caution to the winds she seized her freedom with a challenging howl.  She needed a good and dirty fight.  Slipping into a light set of defenses she waited, alert, hoping to get a good fight out of whoever answered.  Afterwards she could show off her wounds to Amon and maybe see if one of her nieces or nephews were getting more advanced in their healing training.  Though…. did she really want to be the practice dummy?

Aby had swam off the island she had been holed up on with Miach earlier that morning. She felt a need to make something bleed and with only prey and Miach on the island well she couldn't just attack the kid. Well not just yet anyway. He hadn't made himself unlikable just yet and until he did he was safe from her fangs. Of course he didn't know it but he belonged to her and her alone now. A howl broke through the air and she lifted her head with a smirk, one that spoke of her lust for blood. She knew that voice, it was none other than her Aunt Pyralis, looking for a fight nonetheless. Her ears pressed back and her hackles lifted, the hair along her spine raising like a Mohawk down her back. Oh this was going to be good. She might be one of the smallest family members but she had one he'll of a bite and knack for violence. She moved then her head low and lips twitching. A madness that couldn't be satiated wrinkled in her eyes. To maim and kill Pyralis could gain her favor but it could also make Amon want her dead, it was safer to keep whatever bloodshed there would be down to a minimum. She moved with grace and a certain aggression towards where her Aunt had summoned from. She arrived to the front of her Aunt where she came to a stop. Her lips pulled to a sadistic grin as she eyed the larger female. Her Aunt had a certain touch to her that always made any admire her, but she wouldn't let that stand in the way of a good fight. Her tail lashed twice as she narrowed her eyes on her. Her nose told her everything she needed to know about her aunt's newsy weak point now. Apparently she was either with child or had been rolling around in too much sweet shit. She let no defense fall with this discovery though, no allowing such a thing would show weakness. Her maw opened as a snarl fell out and her loops peeled back, wrinkling her muzzle. Her legs bent quickly then only for her to spring forward. She attempted to close the space quickly and flawlessly. Now was the time to show her Aunt just how much she had grown and learned in a year of living among them. A chance to prove to herself that these wolves were no gods. If she bleeds she is no God. Gods don't bleed. A split second decision was made and she launched towards her aunt's face, aiming to bite into her cheek, intending for no hold to be gained but for her weight to aid in placing a bloody gash on her face. It made no difference that her own face was now in danger, she was out to cause pain and prove once and for all these abraxas wolves were no gods. Her let's injury made no difference to her, and though she limped on it the whole while she made no show of pain on her features. She was strong enough to ignore it, to avoid touching her uncle's radar for weakness. Her tail splayed behind her for balance more than dominance but for now she was on the offensive. Abyzou vs Pyralis for dominance Move 1/3 No expiration date 32" and medium build 0 spars won 0 spars lost Walk, "Talk" Think

ooc:  Asena, you'll need to put the over all build in the "heavy, medium, etc." part.  You'll want a judge or staff member present when you make the edit so it doesn't disqualify you.  Also I don't want to have an indefinite default time but I'm cool with making it longer than usual.  Does 2 weeks work for you?  I'm also comfortable extending up to a month if you're gonna be busy.  Thanks!

How wicked these, How wicked these hours Pyralis waited patiently, taking deep breaths and focusing her mind for the bloodshed to come.  She was expecting a stranger and she blinked in surprise as her niece Aby faced off against her.  A mischievous grin graced Pyre's lips.  She didn't bother to speak, no words were really needed and judging from what she'd heard at the meeting the girl needed an opportunity to vent some steam, or a good beating, and a spar was the perfect chance for both.   The girl set her defenses and Pyralis moved to set her own.  Her skull and tail moved elegantly to align with her spine as her chin tucked.  She rolled her shoulders languidly forward, neck scrunching back to push fur, skin and fat over the vitals in her neck as her hackles stood on end making the behemoth seem even larger.  Spreading her limbs equidistant apart she distributed her weight evenly amongst her limbs, which coiled, lowering her center of gravity and preparing her to spring into action.  She'd give Aby the first move, eager to see what her niece had been learning and how the girl would fair fighting with an injury.  Pyralis did not show mercy in fights and it was likely the girl would walk away with a few more injuries.  True foes would not wait for her to heal, fighting with wounds would be an important experience.  Pyralis' toes splayed, her claws digging excitedly into the earth as her ears pinned to her head, eyes narrowed and ready for action.  In a moment the fight began. Aby leapt straight forward, fangs aiming for the center of Pyralis' left cheek.  Swiftly, Pyralis shifted a step to her right and kicked off, launching herself forward but slightly off center with her left shoulder lined up with the underside of Aby's neck as she aimed to hurl that shoulder forward into the center of the girl's throat in the hopes of severely bruising the girl's windpipe and leaving her gasping for air.   Simultaneously Pyre's jaws shot forward and down as her head tilted slightly to her own left, attempting to catch the left side of Aby's face in her jaws.  She aimed to have her upper fangs rip into the flesh above Aby's left eye and her lower fangs in the center of Aby's left cheek in a solid, deep and hopefully bloody, hold.  As she was aiming down, to make up for her height in trying to catch the little squirt, she kept her chin tucked to protect her own throat though she knew the move would leave her right cheek vulnerable but some times to gain a little you had to give a little and with the girl practically rushing into her jaws it made collision that much more likely.  Aby's fangs cut into the center of her right cheek leaving moderate cuts and sending blood spraying into the air.  Oh this was going to be fun! PYRALIS vs ABYZOU for DOMINANCE Round: 1/3 Height: 42" Build:  Medium Default Time: -working it out-

And the winner is...

Pyralis! Due to Abyzou not posting in the allotted time, the fight has defaulted in Pyralis' favor. Abyzou must give up by submitting or passing out.