Deathbelle felt a need, she had to take her mind off everything. Her continued losses mostly, and the hope that Hannibal and the other missing members might return. She took a chance making her way to the battlefield, it was dangerous here being so close to the volcano. This was as close as she’d been to the site since her last trip with her husband. The hold within her ached heavily and she pressed onward with delicate paws.

More than a few tremors nearly knocked her off of her paws, but as she rounded a crest to look out over the dark wasteland the earth seemed to settle. As though she was meant to be here Deathbelle moved forward into the ominous plain. Standing tall she tilted back her head and called out for an opponent to find her.

He hadn't left Winterfell lands since the volcano erupted. And then sickness had taken hold of him not long after. But he was better now and feeling restless, so the first place he went was to the battlefield. He mainly wanted to stretch his muscles and release the restless energy he had after being holed up for so long, and with the northern king feeling good and ready, he stepped onto the battlefield with a purpose. He had felt some tremors here and there but they didn't bother him any. He was used to disaster striking and striking hard. So when he heard the summons for a fight, he followed the sound until he found a smaller female up ahead. He didn't know who she was but he could smell the familiar scent of Ashen on her. Crimson gaze looked her over for a moment, assessing her potential prowess.

He approached until he was a good ten or so feet from her, his armor draped over his form and his battle claws clinking with each step. His companions followed closely behind, happy to finally have the opportunity to fight alongside their comrade once more. "Good day to you, ma'am. I heard you call, and I wish to answer it if you'll have me." He rumbled politely. He would allow her the first move since she was the one to call first. After this, he'd probably go and find someone else to fight if he was still feeling the wild energy that plagued him.

Deathbelle’s wait wouldn’t continue for very long. Thistle called out from the sky above and the Empress’ lilac gaze was brought to the hulking frame that appeared on the northern horizon. She didn’t allow herself to look away from his heavily armored form, he was armed to the teeth with a pair of foxes following in step with their master. A perfect opponent to unleash her bloodlust, he was impressive enough she could go all out for him. Deathbelle had as much hope of winning her battle against him as she did Sirius, and she hadn’t won against her warlord yet.

The thought made her decide it was time to visit Valkyrie for her armor, or have a new set finished for her. She needed a nice dewclaw blade like Seer had, adding that to her claws would increase her formidability.

The stranger was polite, a fact that brought a sweet smile to her dark lips. Belle wasn’t sure what was so good about the day, with the darkness of the sky and the frigid cold that surrounded them. However, they could always make it a good day. Their spar would see to that.

”And to you, sir.” She offered back cordially, he didn’t offer his own name so she kept hers to herself. Maybe she’d offer it after the spar, but knowing nothing about the wolf she was about to taste the blood of brought a race of adrenaline through her royal veins. ”I will accept your offer.” It was likely more than a few wolves would balk at such a challenge. The scars on his body and the way he held himself made clear he was more than experienced in this craft. Deathbelle knew she’d need a miracle to pull out a victory, but that wasn’t why she was here.

-spar finally starts here-

Deathbelle wouldn’t waste anymore time and as her limbs coiled she would release them aimed at Acere’s direction. She knew that she couldn’t use the tactics she would have on Sirius, the warlord would never hurt her, but this man wouldn’t hesitate. Neither would she. Trying to use her advantage of speed, with her smaller size and lack of armor, Deathbelle an attempt to strike and retreat. Her target was the exposed hole at his throat, she knew the risk aiming so close to his deadly jaws but she was ready to give and receive pain.

Deathbelle Ravage Klein vs Acere for Spar
Round 1/ 2?
Age: 1+
Size: Large
Build: Light
Companion 1: Flying - Owl
Companion 2: Battle - mini lemur
Mutation: Cat Claws (attack)
Fight Skill Level: Expert

The woman accepted his offer and he dipped his head in acknowledgment. He flexed his muscles slightly as he got into position, crimson gaze never leaving his would-be opponent as she too, got ready. He didn't know her, so he had no reason to pull any punches. Though even if she were someone he knew, he wouldn't have pulled his blows regardless. The titan was aware of his surroundings, noting an owl in the air and a rather small creature on the field with the she-wolf. Armor aside, this was practically an even match perhaps. His metal claws against her own cat-like claws...ones very similar to what his daughter had. Though it wasn't the first time he'd seen such a thing on a wolf.

He and his companions were ready, and as soon as the woman charged forward towards his throat, he waited until she was within striking distance. He coiled his limbs to lower his center of gravity, lowered his head, and aimed to counter her attack with his own jaws. His maw opened up to strike a bite at her muzzle, aiming to close his teeth over the bridge of her muzzle in an effort to grip it. Simultaneously, his left paw aimed towards her right shoulder and he aimed to slash her flesh with his own metal claws. A growl emanated from him as the fight begun, and he would not hold back.

Acere VS Deathbelle for Spar
Round: 1/2
Age: 1+
Size: Dire Wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Accessory: Tiger claw reavers
Defensive Accessory: Tiger Armor
Companion #1: Fox
Companion #2: Fox
Fight Skill Level: Master
Specialty: Knight

Acere intercepted her attack and their teeth collided, and the jarring was enough to stun the Empress as she tried to pull away. The tiger born warrior slash pulled flesh apart and Belle felt the hot warmth of her own blood as it dripped down her fur. She let out an involuntary gasp and aimed to pull away enough to regain her focus. To distract her opponent Snowberry ran up Deathbelle’s spine and leapt from her head to try and grab hold of Acere’s nose and give his chin a not so nice nip.

With her canines hurting Belle aimed to use her claws, she unsheathed the claws on her right paw and aimed to swipe dangerously at the armored titan’s left wrist. Deathbelle pushed past the pain and tried to follow up the lemur’s attack with another wild attempt at the King’s throat.

Deathbelle Ravage Klein vs Acere for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: 1+
Size: Large
Build: Light
Companion 1: Flying - Owl
Companion 2: Battle - mini lemur
Mutation: Cat Claws (attack)
Fight Skill Level: Expert

It seemed the brunt of his attacks succeeded and yet, the Northern King didn't quite feel the satisfaction he thought he would when he struck. Perhaps he was going through the motions, having fought over and over and over in his life for almost everything. Maybe his head was still a little foggy after being sick, but whatever the case, he remained as focused as possible while his opponent pulled away. He was surprised when a little creature flew at his face and landed on his nose. Next thing he knew, he felt a sharp little bite on his chin and he vigorously shook his head to dislodge the little creature until he sent it flying.

For the few seconds he was distracted, his foxes came blazing in from either side of him and charged for his opponent. Finn led the charge with a wild yip as the pair came in towards either side of Belle. Lumi sought to bite the womans ribs on the left and Finn aimed a bite at her right. Ace's attention snapped to Belle, lifting his paw in time so her claws struck air before he aimed to stomp on that same foot in an effort to pin her on the spot. The titan would rise to his full height then, allowing his opponent to land a bite on the lower part of his chest instead of his throat. Wincing with the sting of fangs, he struck again. This time, jaws were wide as he aimed to close his fangs on either side of the womans small head and end the fight.

Acere VS Deathbelle for Spar
Round: 2/2
Age: 1+
Size: Dire Wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Accessory: Tiger claw reavers
Defensive Accessory: Tiger Armor
Companion #1: Fox (battle)
Companion #2: Fox (battle)
Fight Skill Level: Master
Specialty: Knight

And the winner is...

Deathbelle

Acere must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Deathbelle: 265.62 Acere: 237.19