A coydog - somehow giving the impression of regality despite the raggedly slender physique of a coydog in comparison to a wolf - sweeps into the group with her head and tail high, her butterscotch coat streaked with slender cocoa-brown brindling and her throat and chest a pale cream, a striking example of a coydog though perhaps not compared to a wolf. She looks over the group and purrs in a voice as smoothly silky as fine bourbon, "I'll take you two," brushing against first Laisren and then Miach. She leads them to a circle of small stones set into the ground in a ring. "All right, boys," she purrs. "Keep your paws in that ring or you forfeit. When you're finished beating on each other, I'll decide which of you handsome fellows is the better." She laughs throatily, then tilts her slender face towards Laisren. "Why don't you get us started, handsome."

Lais fallowed the Coydog as it picked him and another male out of the crowd, leading them to a circle of stones. The creature gave them the rules, stay within the stones, step out and your out. His attention settled to his opponent after the coy instructed him to go first. The male was bigger then him and he wouldn't have the weight to use against this male. Squaring off he nodded to his opponent before launching, bluffing a short charge before digging his claws in the ground, quickly he jumped to the left out of direct line of the other male. Doing what he would with a bear or a larger predator. Then swinging his rump towards the right to realign himself. Laisren would then charge forward again, aiming to slam his shoulder into the male's ribs on the left side, that is if his timing would be right. If it wasn't he would be making another claw digging stop so he wouldn't go out of the circle. Laisren vs. Miach for TOURNAMENT SPAR Round 1 of ? Size: Large Build: Medium Offensive Accessory: Defensive Accessory: Companion 1: Companion 2: Mutation: Fight Skill Level: Intermediate Specialty:

Miach followed the coydog into the ring and readied himself for battle. Defenses were set as his hackles raised, legs squared out, head lowered, and lips curled upward. The massive crimson male had the thirst for a good fight and he hoped this stranger would give him one. Soon enough the distance was closing and Laisren was running at the taller beast. Miach dug his paws into the fresh sand but at the last moment the black and white male veered. Miach took in a very quick breath and dug his paws into the ground before setting off into a hefty sprint forward. The Adravendi was able to quickly jolt forward and out of the way of Laisren's attempt at a collision which would also hopefully result in the black and white Wolf running out of the ring due to momentum.

The taller behemoth came to a halt before deciding to quickly pivot around in order to attempt his own assault. Hopefully his opponent would be busy attempting to stop himself and Miach would catch him off guard. Miach commenced another full blow sprint towards Laisren's left front elbow in hopes to jut his own right shoulder out and slam it into the joint region. If timed correctly Miach would be running behind his opponent and shoving him forward. If applicable perhaps his opponent would be forced out of the ring, but once again this all depended on how quickly Laisren recovered for he could easily move out of the way just as Miach had done previously.

Miach vs. Laisren for Dominance
Round 1 of 2
Size: Extra Large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Accessory: n/a
Defensive Accessory: n/a
Companion 1: n/a
Companion 2: n/a
Mutation: n/a
Fight Skill Level: Beginner
Specialty: n/a

Speech

Eyes were on the other male and as soon as he made any motion of moving, Lais would put on the breaks, claws digging into the dirt and tearing it up, leaning backward and putting more weight into his back legs to dig them in deeper. He was already sliding as the other sped past him. Laisren would stop just before the stones and was quickly moving right, opposite from where Miach was aiming to dig an attack. He only moved a few steps, enough that he covered one quarter of the ring before pivoting to his right, facing Miach's right side. Assuming the male was still there Laisren made another dash towards his opponent. His attack was to slam the point of his right shoulder into the space right before Miach's right hind leg, into his abdominal region. He would hope his momentum would also push Miach's back end to buckle with the hit, if he did in fact hit his mark. Laisren vs. Miach for TOURNAMENT SPAR Round 2 of 2 Size: Large Build: Medium Offensive Accessory: Defensive Accessory: Companion 1: Companion 2: Mutation: Fight Skill Level: Intermediate Specialty:

Growls and sand filled the air as the two Adravendi males went at it. Miach's opponent was able to stop before he went out of bounds and quickly turned just as Miach had done previously. Before the crimson and black beast could react Laisren managed to slam his right shoulder into Miach's right abdomen region. An audible grunt could be head as the moving male was shoved back a bit and a moderate amount of pain filled his form. Thankfully no ribs were severely damaged but maybe a bit bruised. Adrenaline pumped through the larger male's veins and he would commence with his own desperate assault.

Miach dug his rear paws into the earth to stop himself from buckling as well as bringing his form to a halt in case he was close to the edge of the ring. Due to there being no bite or connection between the two Wolves other then pressure from Laisren's right shoulder if he hadn't backed off Miach was able to move a fair amount. Just after the hit the crimson behemoth moved to whip his form around to his right in order to face Laisren's right side. Paws dug into the earth and his back end flicked to the lift in order to move very quickly. As he did this Miach would dart forward to slam his chest into the opposing Wolf's right upper thigh in attempt to throw his weight at Laisren once again.

Miach vs. Laisren for Dominance
Round 2 of 2
Size: Extra Large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Accessory: n/a
Defensive Accessory: n/a
Companion 1: n/a
Companion 2: n/a
Mutation: n/a
Fight Skill Level: Beginner
Specialty: n/a

Speech

And the winner is...

MIACH

LAISREN must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Laisren: 145.64 Miach: 217.8

- Judged with Love by Tea

He was successful with his hit, but he hadn't expected the other male to recover so quickly. His attack ha taken Lais by surprise and when he collided with Lais' lighter hind end Lais buckled, his rump going down with the contact. With that the Coy called the winter and the spar with this male was over. Lais had lost, but this was only serving to enforce what Gwen had stated to him before she passed. He was a huntsmen, not a soldier. He was glad this tournament came along when it did. He got himself back up and turned to the other male. "Good fight! I'm Laisren Adravendi," he congratulated and introduced himself at the same time. No reason to act ill towards the other just because he lost, loosing happens. It helps one to learn how to better himself and even make buddies at the same time. Besides maybe this male would be up for more spars after the tournament. There wasn't much cleaning up Lais would have to do for his next fight so maybe he could make a friend while he waited. "Speech"