{{Ooc:: Mature for Bells excessive, unnecessary potty mouth of course.}}

[Seasonal Fighting "This Is My Turf!" -- Spring, Year 14]

She wasn’t sure what made he want to seek Acere out… maybe… maybe she was just a little curious. Just a little! ...and maybe, just maybe the company had been nice for the brief time they were together. Of course she had left Ears and Whiskers behind for now… they were a pain and hell if she wanted to listen to Ears making smart ass remarks about her wanting to see some guy again. Hell, it was the first time she ever gave a fuck about seeing another of her kind again… She sighed… what was wrong with her? Acere was just… odd… different. Like fairytales and lies she was constantly told as a child. Good kings… could they really even exist? Doubt edged her mind and yet…

...she wanted to believe that life could have a side that wasn’t just bloodshed…

But she couldn’t until she managed to see it with her own eyes. She kept going until she discovered a place where Acere’s scent grew stronger! Perfect!

At least until she heard pawsteps behind her.

“Making poor choices are we, Bellamy? I thought we talked about this.” Whiskers scolded gently.

Ears however rolled his eyes.

“She’s probably going to see that monochrome guy, whatshisface.”

Bells scoffed at Ear’s words.

“Shut the fuck up, asshole. His name isn’t Whatshisface anyway.” She rolled her eyes and turned back towards the pines. “His scent is all over this area… so he probably lives close. You can choose to come with me or stay behind. Makes no difference to me.”

“Bells, sweetie, that’s becau-- hey, wait!!!” Whisker’s eyes widened as the large wolfess broke into a run into pack territory.

“This wolf is gonna give me gray hairs…”

Ears gave a loud laugh.

“She’s a dumbass, remember? Come on. She’s gonna need back up when this brilliant plan of her's backfires.”

“Hush! We need to catch up to her!”

The badger and devil tore across the land after her. Someone had to save their idiot.

Feeling a little more confident now with his antlers, Incendio had decided to go patrolling with his mom. He'd be a year old soon, he eventually would have to start getting out and learning what his duties would be, right? She instructed him to patrol the pines and to call for someone if he found trouble, while she went to patrol the other side of the sparse forest. Leaving him alone then, the youth did as he was told and went to start patrolling. He went around marking the borders and investigating game trails, though nothing too eventful. At least...not until something streaked past him. Bewildered, he stood there blinking for a moment before he realized that the wolf who had raced by didn't smell like a pack wolf. He threw his head back and started to howl, but then cut himself off. He was almost a year old...he could take on this intruder himself! He didn't need his moms help, did he? No. He could do it. Pulling himself together, he got into gear and raced after the intruder, head lowered as he aimed to get closer. With a loud snarl, he sought to headbutt one of her legs only...he momentarily forgot that he had antlers. So it was likely that he would end up stabbing or slashing her instead. As he attempted to headbutt her, he would aim to trip her by reaching his forepaws out and hoped to send her sprawling in the dirt. Was he afraid of his first, real fight? Maybe a little. But that didn't show right now. He would prove to his mom and to his pack that he could handle himself. Beating his elder sister Theta in a fight had been a piece of cake. In his opinion, she was weak and didn't know what she was doing. But now he was up against a bigger, potentially experienced fighter. Well...at least she had to be since she was likely older, right? Even though he was attacking from behind, that was her fault for running past him and trespassing. Incendio Elementas-Praetor vs Belle for Dominance Round 1/2 Age: Under 1yr Size: Large Build: Medium Mutation - Offensive: Deer antlers (small) Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Beginner Hunter Specialty: N/A "Speech"

Bells was focused. She was going to find Ace, figure out where his pack was… maybe she’d run into one of their patrols? It didn’t occur to the femme that smaller packs didn’t have such hefty patrols of soldiers wandering the lands at different points of the day… or that their patrols, while smaller, were just as swift to defend pack territory despite it being far smaller. It should have been obvious by the alpha’s scent everywhere but Bellamy was not familiar with the customs of these lands. She was still living with the laws of Lyenne and, well, that was going to be a problem...

She hadn’t noticed the reckless youth tailing her. It wasn’t until she heard a warning bark from Whiskers. The badger was charging head on at the young male but she would not catch up to him before he caught up to her companion.

Hearing the warning Bellamy spun around-- in time to miss those sweeping paws but not without missing the damned horns that came at her. A prong on the left antler sliced deep into her flesh as it hit her dead on. At an angle, sure, but it ripped through her flesh and that caused her right foreleg to buckle as she snarled in both pain and rage.

“WHAT THE FUCK!?” The frustrated words left her lips as she awkwardly towards the youth threw up some manner of defenses -- at least pinned ears, narrowed eyes, hackles raised and tail lashing back and forth angrily. Her leg was throbbing badly and her balance wasn't quite right but that was alright...

...because Ears didn’t wait for Bells to recover.

“Your fault!” The devil hissed at her as he dove at the young male’s rear left leg with open jaws. He wanted to crack down on that bone and send him running back to his mama -- yeah, that’d show him for… teaching Bells not to trespass... Okay… so this was all over the place a flawed plan.

There was no time to think of consequences in that moment. Whiskers came in from the other side of Bellamy and lunged forth too and snapped at where she hoped she’d anticipate the youth would turn to avoid Ears’ attack.

Yeah, Bells was going to get them all put in an early grave at this rate.

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Bellamy Of Foi
Vs Incendio Elementas-Praetor for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Companion 1: Tasmanian Devil, Male - Battle
Companion 2: American Badger, Female - Battle
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Intellectual
       

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" His ears flattened against her words but he continued on until his head jarred to the side after he made impact with the trespasser. He was surprised and shocked at the contact since he hadn't expected to make it, but now that he got his taste of first blood he smirked and continued his assault. The woman had spun around to face him so the boy tucked in his tail and lowered his head. It didn't occur to him how he could properly position his antlers in a way that they could do lethal damage since he hadn't exactly observed any bucks in action with them, so for now he'd simply fight like he was taught pre-antler days. He pivoted in towards Belle, jaws agape as he sought to bite and grip whatever leg he could reach in a further effort to immobilize her. He was more focused on her than on the creatures that were with her, so when he felt teeth touch one hind leg he yelped in surprise and spun around, seeking to yank his leg out of the way (or out of the devils mouth) before too much damage could be done. Regardless of whether he was late or not, blood had been drawn from his ankle and the pain stung. When he twisted his head to face them, he spotted yet another one coming at him and the youth abruptly lowered his head and used his antlers as an offensive shield to drive them away from him. "She's infested with giant rats!" He cried as he tried to avoid them. Incendio Elementas-Praetor vs Belle for Dominance Round 2/2 Age: Under 1yr Size: Large Build: Medium Mutation - Offensive: Deer antlers (small) Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Beginner Hunter Specialty: N/A "Speech"

Her mind spun, not quite grasping why this young male was attacking her. Bellamy was on guard and yet, at the same time, hesitant to really fight him. Kids were odd -- they broke her in a way she didn’t like to admit being broken in. He wasn’t quite a kid but also wasn’t really an adult either… that weird cheating area that made her feel weird and question herself.

Bellamy stumbled, trying to side step quickly and awkwardly, to try and avoid the jaws that came after her. Of course he had to grip that same damned leg, his fangs tearing into the wound previously cut by the answer. A snarl of pain ripped past her lips as she snapped at whatever bit of flesh along his neckline she could get -- kid or not he need to let go cause this fucking hurt and if she needed to injure him back so be it.

Ears lost his grip, the horned kid pulling his leg away, and the devil danced back and spat like an angry cat. With the younger wolf focused on himself and Whiskers Bells could get in there and give him a good bite at least, right? The kid let go of their idiot in the meantime so at least there was that.

Whiskers twisted her body at the last second and barely avoided ramming into the kids’s antlers. She huffed as she rolled across the  Earth and scrambled for a grip.

“I’m a badger young man!” She growled, clearly taking offense at this insult. Shit had already hit the fan… might as well carry it all the way.

With her companions serving to distract the kid, whether she had drawn blood the first time or not, it didn’t matter. Bellamy wasn’t paying attention anymore, her pain making her lose it. She’d show him how stabbing people could bite him in the ass… by biting his ass. She lunged in a last ditch effort to send him squealing away from them. If she got a bite on she was gonna chomp hard on his left buttcheek.

He was outnumbered... But were they out matched because of those antlers...?

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Bellamy Of Foi

Vs Incendio Elementas-Praetor for Dominance

Round 2/2

Age: Over 1 Year

Size: Extra large

Build: Medium

Companion 1: Tasmanian Devil, Male - Battle

Companion 2: American Badger, Female - Battle

Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Intellectual

And the winner is...

Belle

Incendio must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Belle: 281.4 (50 38 89 90) Incendio: 273.51 (69 71 82 52)