It had been a while since he'd been here looking for a spar, but it was high time he got himself back into practice. He needed to keep up with his skills, after all, and despite being a better hunter than fighter he didn't want to slack on this part of him. While it had been a pretty long while since the voice in his head had bothered him, he feared that not being around his brother would cause it to come back. He made a mental note to visit his uncle's pack and go see Tyranis, and soon. Little did he know, however, that his brother was long gone...but until then, he would try to keep the voice at bay by exerting some energy here in the battlefield. He just wanted a simple spar. Maybe he'd be lucky to find someone on the same level as him, too. Regardless of who came, he'd do the best he could. He needed the practice, especially if he was going to be running around with the viking bad for a while longer... Once he felt he was in a decent spot, he glanced up at his companion and nodded before tilting his own head back and calling for an opponent. "Speak"

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Sylvia had been hanging around the battlegrounds, hoping someone would come and peak her interest. From her restful nap just beyond the territory her ears would perk at the sound of his call, stirring her abruptly from her slumber and pulling a lop-sided grin to her lips. "Finally," she murmured quietly to herself before climbing to all four paws. A long stretch would follow, her front legs reaching out before her and claws digging into the dirt and she recoiled back. Once she felt the sleep was pulled from her body, the russet woman would take off in the direction the call came from.

It wouldn't be long before her eyes would pick out the bright white outlines of her opponent, and only a few yards more till she could clearly identify the black markings as well. The closer she got, the more details of his markings became clear, but what struck her the most were his dual colored orbs. Silver and gold. A rare combination, they struck her with awe in their beauty and for a moment all she could do was stare. But after a moment, Sylvia recalled why she had come and grinned at the male. "Itching for a spar?" She inquired, highly doubtful there would be more than one individual out here looking for a fight, but nevertheless she would hate to be wrong. 

"Sylvia"

A warning cry for his companion above alerted him to the approach of another. A she-wolf, which upon her approach noticed she was layered nicely with rich chocolate browns and her eyes a beautiful shade of violet. Subconsciously, he looked her over as if trying to see if she might have any scars or...well...her form. He was a hunter, so his own form betrayed lean muscle as opposed to the heavier built types. But he also sort of felt rude staring so he glanced up to meet vibrant purple gaze as a question fell from her lips. "Yes, if you're interested. I'm afraid I'm more of a hunter than a fighter so I'm looking for a spar to keep up," Keep up with what though? He didn't have much interest in fighting...but nowadays, it was the way of the world. He had to keep his fighting skills as sharp as his hunting skills. Fighting a predator was often different than fighting another wolf, and he needed to do well to remember that. Whether or not he kept to himself (which he often did), he knew there would be times where others wouldn't be so inclined. And with his service in Hjarrandi and their...ideas...he knew he'd have to keep up on his fighting skills one way or another. "Speak"

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A single brow quirked at the mention of the male being a hunter, causing her violet gaze to roam over his frame. He was equally as tall as she, but his body was lined with more muscle, but leaner than a regular warrior would be. Yes, she could see this male as a hunter, but that didn't bother her in the slightest. "It's all the same to me. I've been out of practice for a few weeks now, I figure it will be good for both of us." Though she was slightly disappointed in herself for not spending more time training, but she was determined to track down her cousin before the season's were to change. If she was going to have any chance of gaining entry to Valkyries band and start to climb the ranks, she needed to begin sooner rather than later. Alas, she had little to no idea where her cousin laid claim, and had less knowledge of the layout of this land. Even if she knew the name of the place Valk was staying at, Sylvia would have no idea how to get there. 

"My name is Syliva Bjork," she greeted with a slight dip in her crown, "t'is a pleasure to meet you." Though she was normally one to avoid formalities and small talk, this would be her first time interacting with someone from these lands, and she would be damned if her honor would be smeared over impoliteness. Finally feeling as though she had done her duty with the pleasantries, the female stood to take her position across from her opponent. "May the Gods smile upon us." She would bless, before nodding her head, signalling she was ready for the spar to begin. 


Sylvia Ada Bjork vs Cloudburst Wreckage for Spar
Round 0/2?
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Light
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Intellectual
Specialty: N/A

"Sylvia

Her response made his lips quirk with the slightest of grins. Very well, he could appreciate that. He didn't particularly care too much for fighting...he didn't like the violence. But when the voice in his head came out though...it lived for violence and bloodshed. The last season or two he had managed to keep hold of it. To keep it away and locked up. But he feared that with Ty gone it would come back and he'd be unable to control it. He shook his head to clear his thoughts. Now wasn't the time to dwell on that...instead, he focused on the woman and her name, and in turn, he offered his. "Cloudburst Wreckage," He knew not everyone was into pleasantries before a spar, but he always appreciated knowing who he was fighting. "May the Gods smile upon us." He nodded as she took up a position across from him. The male rolled his neck to loosen his muscles before briefly settling into a defensive stance. Since she didn't attack first, then he would. He took a deep breath first and slowly let it out, allowing himself a moment to keep his mind calm so that this didn't turn into a violent bloodbath. When he was good and ready, he gave her a slight nod before launching forward. He came at her head on, seeking to shove his chest into her own with the intent of pushing her back. Simultaneously, his right paw struck out for her left in an attempt to distract her (and maybe even pull the paw from under her) while his head tilted towards her own as he sought to get a hold. He wasn't trying to bite too hard, though perhaps enough where it might still hurt if he managed to make contact. But mostly, he was trying to get her to recoil away and lose balance. Cloudburst Wreckage vs Sylvia  for Spar Round 1/2 Age: Over 1yr Size: Large Build: Medium Companion 1: Osprey, Male - Battle Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Expert Hunter Specialty: N/A ""

She would attempt to recall the male's name to memory, and considering he looked slightly like a cloud to her, she figured remembering Cloudburst wouldn't be that hard. Violet orbs watched curiously as he seemed to get comfortable across the terrain from her. At long last she would begin to sharpen her skills once more. Sylvia would let her head hang even with her shoulders as she shuffled her legs to stand slightly farther apart, preparing for the spar to begin. No sooner did the male begin his assault. Violet eyes narrowed in on his advances towards her, but she was a little surprised to see him attack her head on. A small grin played at her lips but vanished nearly as quickly as it came. Sylvia would back and curve her body to the left as his body attempted to collide with her, but caught sight sight of his outstretched paw at the same time. Crap, she would hiss mentally to herself before sliding her left paw even further back, causing her shoulders and head to drop. 

A snarl would erupt from her throat as she realized he was getting the better hand of her, but Sylvia would not go down so easily. Firmly planting her paws in the dirt Sylvia would attempt to reach out and bite into Cloudbursts right bicep, a firm but not serious bite. Suddenly her ears flattened against her skull when she felt his chin inching closer to her crown, realizing he had distracted her from his true attack. Not good, she cursed to herself. Knowing she couldn't avoid his blow, she would try to curl her head to the side so his jaws would grab onto the scruff around the back of her neck rather than her vital jugular. She would wince when his teeth would connect with her skin but she would push the pain away to keep focus on the spar. Sylvia would then attempt to lift her left paw and drag it across his chest in an attempt to get Cloudburst to loosen his hold.

Sylvia Ada Bjork vs Cloudburst for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Light
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Intellectual
Specialty: N/A

"Sylvia"

His attacks seemed to surprise and confuse her for a brief moment, moreso his paw seemed to distract her which was fine by him. Judging by her movement at seeking to protect herself, it seemed she hadn't expected it. Her head and shoulders dropped, giving him easy access to the back of her neck. Teeth pierced her scruff, though he didn't keep that hold for long. What made him release sooner, however, was the firm bite he revieved on his bicep which caused him to growl and recoil a bit. Likewise, her own paw dragging across his chest made him back off, but only slightly. Without hesitation the male lowered his head towards the ground and charged at her, keeping the gap between them as close as possible before he swung his head to the side in an attempt to headbutt her and knock skulls. Would it hurt him too? It was likely. But he was sure he could take it. After he attempted to do that, he immediately brought his front half up and aimed to wrap his forelegs around her neck and hoped that his initial attack would have unbalanced her enough that he could send her to the ground using his weight to throw her down.

Cloudburst Wreckage vs Sylvia for spar
Round 2/2
Age: over 1yr
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Companion 1: Osprey, Male - Battle
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Expert Hunter
Specialty: N/A

And the winner is...

CLOUDBURST

Due to not posting in the allotted time, SYLVIA has defaulted this fight in CLOUDBURST'S favor.

- nyx