A tan coydog with only slightly darker brindling pads into the midst of the crowd. A crowd which, unsubtley, moves quickly away from his raggedy form. He seems to have... mange, or maybe a particularly bad infestation of fleas, because his fur is exceedingly thin in places, completely gone in others, and he has scabs from scratching. He plops down in the middle of the group to indulge in a vigorous scratching that has him nearly falling over from the strenuous scritching before flailing back to his paws. He blinks around at the wolves, then seems to pick two at complete random, Tyto and Theta. "Hey, guys," he says, his eyes darting between the two of them in a manner that might have fit quite well on a guy selling fake Rolexes. "I heard you guys were looking to do this contest, right? Well, let's go over - " He stops again for another vigorous scratching, this time actually falling over from the intensity. He pushes himself back to his paws. "Right, right, let's... over here." He slinks over to a ring made of stones pushed into the ground in a circle. "Make sure you don't step outside of the circle. That's an automatic forfeit. Fight as long as you want to, but I'll be picking the winner. Right then, get to it," he added to Tyto.

The boy had two victories under his belt already. He was feeling confident. Like nothing could bring him down! He had beaten two older pups, and he was ready for the next one! When another coydog announced his next match, he was surprised to see that his sister had made it as far as he had. He grinned at her, eager and excited to reeeaallly fight her instead of the usual puppy fights they had. He didn't forget the time that she tried to make him look stupid in front of the other packs pups. Needless to say he was rather eager to push her face in the dirt.

He stepped into the ring and squared up. The larger of the two readying himself for the coming fight. When the coydog told him he'd be starting off the fight, he wasted no time. Hackles rose as he bared pointed puppy fangs, ears lining against his head as he charged at her.

The boy aimed to crash his chest straight into her nose in a bid to shove her back and make her eyes water. Once he felt he was within reach, he aimed to wrap his forelegs around her neck in an effort to keep her snout pressed to his chest. Head tilted towards her own as he then sought to bite his sister's left ear and keep a hold on it with his sharp teeth.

Tyto vs Theta for tournament spar
Round: 1/2
Size: extra large ( puppy)
Build: medium
Fight skill: beginner

Theta had dealt with her injuries from the last round enough to be able to continue the matches. She had arrived at the gathering of pups waiting to be assigned to their next fight. When she got picked out she began looking around for who her opponent would be. It turned out that it would be her own brother, Tyto.

During this match Theta would make every attempt to protect her face. She was not going to repeat the last match. After squaring off with him she heard that he would be starting. Hearing that and being familiar with his fighting style Theta turned around so that her backside would be facing Tyto.

Preparing for his attack Theta tucked her tail between her legs and did every facial defense she could remember. Narrowing eyes, flattening ears, and scrunching facial fur and muscles.

Feeling his attacks land she jumped a little. He had rammed what was presumably his chest into her place where the tail meets the body and had placed his paws over her back and had bitten an area that was closer to her right flank. As soon as she felt his teeth she would kick backwards with her left back leg. Looking behind her to see where she was aiming she sought to make contact with his chest and make him let go of her.

Tyto vs Theta for tournament spar
Round: 1/2
Size: large ( puppy)
Build: light
Fight skill: beginner

What in the world was she doing!? She turned her back to him when he charged, and he had gotten every hit in that he had aimed for. His teeth sank into her flank but he didn't keep his hold. The boy wrapped his forelegs around his sisters waist, eyes narrowed as he caught her looking back at him. He felt her trying to raise her back leg to kick him off, but he held on tightly to her rear and the proximity and his larger bulk kept him where he wanted to be.

"You suck!" He teased, annoyed that she wouldn't fight him head on like a real fighter! After saying that, his head shot straight down as he aimed to bite her tail as hard as he could and yank it just as hard.

Tyto vs Theta for tournament spar
Round: 2/2
Size: extra large ( puppy)
Build: medium
Fight skill: beginner

Her brother taunted her by saying she sucked. Well she wasn’t the one that put herself in a compromising position, but she wasn’t going to say anything. She had allowed him to reposition himself before she started walking backwards, digging her paws into the ground to give her extra force to move Tytos’ larger mass. Her intent was to push him to either the outside of the ring or to disrupt his hold on her so that he fell backwards onto his back. His attempt at biting her tail landed, but his yanking motion was counteracted by her backwards motion.

Tyto vs Theta for tournament spar
Round: 2/2
Size: large ( puppy)
Build: light
Fight skill: beginner

And the winner is...

THETA

Tyto must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Tyto: 132.7 Theta: 214.5

- Judged by Lunarcat7

His sister was being a weird fighter, and he was getting annoyed that she wasn't actually fighting. He growled with frustration as she started walking backward, and before he knew it, he had fallen over his back out of the ring! The coydog called an end to the match and named his sister the winner. "What!? You cheated! You didn't even fight!" He got up and whirled around to face her, fur bristling as he bared his teeth. "This isn't over." He hissed. He turned around and left. If she wanted to fight like a baby, then he would show her what a real fighter could do.
-exit-

Theta didn’t care about what her brother thought of her, she had been fighting in a way that she thought was smart. It didn’t matter that she hadn’t used her teeth or claws, she had won either way. Sometimes it paid to fight with your brain instead of your body. Now she had to concern herself with making sure her wounds were doing alright as she waited for the next fight to start. If her brother wanted a rematch at a later date she’d be more than fine with that, but for now the win was hers and that was that.
-exit Theta-