Tyrian was searching the faces of those gathered opposite of them when the eyes of one woman caught his attention. Their gazes locked and immediately, though she'd made no move, he knew she was coming for him. Instinct told him so and he tensed in preparation of the impending attack. There was nothing but stillness for several seconds as the leaders traded words and then in a flash there was chaos. The sudden flurry of movement as the two sides converged was startling even though he'd known it was coming. What he hadn't counted on was the speed with which the unspoken command to attack would fly through the ranks.

The woman ran at him and Tyrian bent his knees and squared his legs as though he were bracing for impact. In reality he was simply preparing to spring away - which he did when he thought she would be too close to change tactics. He jumped to the side to avoid her bite while swinging his right foreleg out in a semi circle in the hopes of tripping her up. Tyrian's claws were out in the hopes of adding a bit of a bite to his trip.

Tyrian versus Eisleif for Dominance
Round 1 of 2
Age: 1+
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Black-footed Langur, Male - Battle
Mutation - Offensive: Retractable Claws
Mutation - Defensive:Saber Teeth
Skills: Expert Intellectual & Advanced Fighter
Specialty: N/A

It'd been awhile since she'd engaged in a proper fight but Asvor was no less ready, despite her age. She listened to Valkyrie, briefly eyeing Chaos to see how he might react. She wasn't surprised that he seemed cool and composed in the face of an impending battle. Legion had never shied away from fights and it certainly wasn't the Finnvi way to back down from a challenge. If only she knew just how closely related she was to some of these wolves - not that it would've entirely changed things, either. Legion hadn't been the one to initiate this fight, and she'd defend her pack without hesitation, regardless of the circumstances - or her connection to her opponents.

As Eldi charged her, she saw someone else going for Valdis out of her corner of her eye. As much as she wished she could stop and defend her, she knew more than anyone that Valdis was capable of holding her own - probably even more than Asvor. So she directed her attention on the male who targeted her, trying to keep her head tucked low to protect her throat. The larger male used his brute strength to force his shoulder under her head and into her throat, causing her to stumble backwards to avoid getting the wind completely knocked out of her.

His fangs sunk into her right shoulder, and she felt a snarl bubbling up within her throat. Using her back legs, she aimed to push herself harder against him, likely giving him a better grip on her, but hoping she could manage to angle herself to grab hold of the scruff of his neck and force him to release his hold on her. Meanwhile, Jormungandr recoiled away from Eldi's fangs from her position on Asvor's back, rearing back as if ready to make an attack herself.

Ásvor vs Eldi for dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Medium
Build: Medium
Defensive Battle Accessory: Viking Helmet
Companion 1: Bush Viper, Female - Battle
Skills: Advanced Healer & Novice Fighter

"All that work driving prices up for you," he sighed dramatically, "and this is the thanks I get." His words and, to an extent, his tone were playful, but there was a smolder of anger adding a crisp bite to them. He absolutely, 100% supported the idea of raiding and he would happily purchase goods and slaves procured from raids, but he was not chill with it being his family being put in danger. Hypocritical, yes, but there you have it. Maybe if he weren't alpha, if everyone's safety didn't depend on him, he would see things differently, and be able to have fun raiding back and forth with someone who was so clearly similar to him - but until he called that meeting to turn the pack over, the fact was that he was alpha, and if they lost today that was on him.

Valkyrie charged him, and Chaos confidently set himself to take the hint, curving his shoulder towards her to present the sharp point of his shoulder rather than the meaty part she was aiming for, but otherwise wasn't concerned since he was larger and outweighed her. Unfortunately he hadn't in fact seen the spikes on her bracers, so the leg hook he had been so unconcerned about drew a startled yelp from him as the hidden teeth sliced shallow lacerations along his foreleg. Trained reflexes came to the rescue a little late, after her terth clamped down on his elbow, when he slammed himself forward against her, throwing his greater weight into her in an attenpt to unbalance her and grind into the vite - painful as fuck for him yes, but also useful if it forced her jaws wider and pointed her nose further and further down. Simultaneously he aimed his jaws at the back of her neck - his oversized fangs aiming to come down together alongside the left side of her throat, to press that sharp edge there threateningly while his molars were set to clamp down on the flesh and bone of her neck behind her ears, behind the skull mask's edge.

Chaos Saxe vs Valkyrie Finnvi for dominance
Round 1/2
Age: 1+
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Companion 1: male great-horned owl - flying
Companion 2: female great-horned owl - battle
Mutation: saberteeth (attack)
Skills: Beginner Hunter & Intermediate Fighter
Specialty: N/A

It didn't take long for the fighting to start. He watched as the band leader and the other alpha went at each other, and then the other members started going after the opposition. By the time he returned his attention ahead, a younger wolf was coming towards him. The younger boy was armed to the teeth, and even had a set of horns on him. Nervous energy started to flow through him, the monochrome male suddenly feeling doubtful. He didn't have the battle equipment that most of the others had. It was just him and his companion. He briefly thought about Ty then, the fights they were in together and the courage his brother had to fight anyone who came at him with ferocity. While Cloud wasn't his brother, he drew on his brothers strength and steeled himself. Tyranis wouldn't back down from a fight. And neither would he. He closed his eyes, steadying his breath and then..."You call me...didn't I always tell you that you were weak on your own?" Cloud's eyes were closed for no more than a heartbeat, and when he opened them his pupils were dilated, nearly completely masking the colors of his eyes. His hackles rose and he burst forward to meet his challenger with a fierceness he hadn't felt in a long while. With a thunderous growl, he charged towards Alarr and sought to use his speed to his advantage. His opponent was bigger and likely stronger than him, but very few matched the hunters speed. Darting towards Alarr's right side, Cloud aimed to slam his shoulder into Alarr's hind leg with the intent of knocking the leg out from under him and potentially damage it enough that Alarr might have trouble putting weight on it. He twisted his head towards his opponent, seeking to land a bite on the softer flesh of his opponents thigh. With his projected movement, Alarr's bite would land on Cloud's rump near the base of his tail, cutting skin and drawing blood. But it only helped to fuel Cloud's inner demons. Cloudburst Wreckage vs Alarr for Dominance Round 1/2 Age: Over 1yr Size: Large Build: Medium Companion 1: Osprey, Male - Battle Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Expert Hunter Specialty: N/A ""

The yearling seemed to sense that he was the intended target and his body readied in what seemed to be a defensive stance. Eisleif tried not to smirk as she underestimated him and found her attack coming up with nothing. When she realized what he’d done she took to avoidance herself, and though she didn’t specifically dodge his swipe she wasn’t tripped. His sharp claws did scrape over the flesh of her right forelimb. The viking stifled her cry of pain as the blood welled up at the surface of her skin.

Dark ears clung to her skull as she regained her composure and aimed to circle her body around to be facing him instead of having her back to him. Again the tabby marked Finnvi aimed to make a swift attack, she aimed to take a heavy bite at Tyrian’s left hip. Maybe if she could take enough flesh with her he’d drop out of the battle.

Eisleif Finnvi vs Tyrian for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: 1+
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Beginner Hunter

He was a bit late to the party, but when he heard the howls both foreign and from his pack, Ares had set off at mach speed to reach the others. He wasn't familiar with the kind of call that was, but he did recognise the call for backup. Intruders were infiltrating Legion, and he'd be damned if he let them all fight on their own while he sat back on his ass. For once, he didn't quite have the stupid grin he usually wore, but more of a grim look as he barreled across the land. The last couple of seasons he had started to feel more protective over his family, over their home. He had seen how worried his dad had been, and Ares shared that worry. Lyra still hadn't returned, and he feared the worst for her. Cat claws or not, even tree climbing wouldn't have been able to save her if she had gotten caught up in those areas.

As he neared the groups, he spotted his dad and the others already fighting, so he wasted no time in finding one of his own. Without stopping, Ares zeroed in on a pretty looking girl. She was smaller, than him, delicate looking even. Maybe he could scare her into thinking twice and running away.

Eyes narrowed and his paws drummed the ground as he neared his target from her left side, the saber-fanged male aiming to bowl her clean over and completely knock her off her feet. Maybe he'd get lucky and catch her by surprise if all of her attention was on the others. Jaws opened up then and regardless of whether or not his first maneuver was successful, he sought to grab the base of her skull, intending to use his weight to pin her beneath him.

Ares Saxe vs Eyrun for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1yr
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Mutation - Offensive: Saber fangs
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Intermediate Hunter
Specialty: N/A

Éldi collided with the woman, his shoulder striking her throat and causing her to stumble backward. Another victory was achieved in his fangs finding purchase on her right shoulder. He bit hard, feeling her warm blood flow across his tongue. His own heart was pounding in his ears, adrenaline rushing through his body as the battle continued. Éldi had no intention of letting go of the grip he'd obtained and so he widened his stance as she pushed back against him. He could feel his front legs starting to left so he let his weight shift forward. He was bigger and heavier than her and she was unable to push him over. However, in his current position there was nothing he could really do to avoid her attack and so her fangs found purchase on his scruff, fangs digging deep into his neck.

He had no idea the snake was preparing to strike but Kaler saw and the bobcat lunged forward, claws out as it attempted to swipe at the snakes head in order to both prevent its attack and swipe it off its master's back.

Éldi Rudolfrson vs Ásvor for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Battle bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Bear skull helmet
Companion 1: Bobcat, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Raven, Male - Flying
Skills: Master Fighter & Expert Hunter
Specialty: Marauder

Valdís slammed into the male, her shoulder finding purchase exactly where she wanted. Hopefully, that would slow the man down a bit. As she moved to bite him he twisted his head towards her, aiming for her upper muzzle but his quip would cost him. Fights could be decided in a second or less and while he used those seconds to flirt she'd already adjusted her head, rotating it to the side in a fierce some counter. She sought to grab his lower jaw betwixt her own with her upper fangs on the right side of the lower jaw and her lower fangs on the right. She wanted to grab the more fragile part of the jaw and use her own to crush it. A little silent time might do the male well.

While she occupied herself with his face her fox companion, Jynette, launched herself at the male's hind end, jaws seeking to tear into the achilles tendon of his left hind leg.

Valdís Leika Thyre vs Dagfinn for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked harness
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked helmet
Companion 1: Red Fox, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Raven, Female - Flying
Skills: Expert Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Tactician

There was a time for the mind to be active but for now he let his body move as instinct taught him for right now his mind was buzzing with fear and adrenaline. He couldn't trust it. Not right now. Even so, a nervousness ran through him, exacerbated by the fierce snarl of his opponent. The older man charged him then suddenly ducked to the side. Álarr was moving too rapidly to course correct and so the pair collided. The other man slammed into his right hind leg sending a shock of pain through the limb and signaling what would grow into serious bruising. His mind, for some strange reason, ran through a list of herbs he could use to treat the damage until the man's fangs brought him back to earth. This was a fight, he could worry about the after when it was really over.

Álarr's own bite had landed on the man's rump, lacerating flesh but failing to get a hold which was just as well. He wasn't certain that's what he wanted anyway. Instead he coiled his front limbs sharply, making sure to keep as many of his defenses in place including his tail tucked. He rotated his head in towards the man's hind leg, seeking for his upper fangs to rest on the front of the angle and his lower fangs on the back. His aim was two-fold. One he wanted to get a crushing grip on the man's ankle, seeking to break it and two, by rotating his head in such a way his horns would be right under the man's belly. If he tried to bring the limb in and was not mindful of the distance he could be impaled. Not that Álarr was terribly keen on getting guts all over his head again. The bear had been plenty.

Álarr vs Cloudburst for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked shoulder harness
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked helmet
Companion 1: Pallas Cat, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Raven, Female - Flying
Mutation - Offensive: Kudu horns (small)
Skills: Expert Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Anatomist

Sparrow watched as each of her packmates launched into battle with the other wolves- the raiders. She knew she had to get a fight. She had to show the pack she was worth the time and that she was an adult too. She had so much to prove but one by one, the available fighters paired off. Eventually she only saw one wolf on the other side not in a fight. He was a brown coated wolf- Dragon, she would later learn- and he didn't look too tough for an adult. He did have those cats, though. Well, Sparrow considered herself somewhat of a cat anyway since she had cat claws and Tyrian had taught her to climb. Maybe it wouldn't be too hard.

Her paws ached for movement, and eventually launched her forward. She wasn't the most experienced fighter, sure, but she had spirit. Sparrow headed for Dragon head on. If she kept close to him, he would have trouble getting his cats to stick onto her. She needed to get that control early on. She worked on keeping low, going fast, charing Dragon head on. Her jaws flung open and twisted to her left as she aimed to bite and hold the lower portion of his jaw, hopefully keeping him from being able to bite her while she collected her body as close to his as possible.

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Sparrow Imperialis vs Dragon for Dominance
Round 1/x
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Mutation - Offensive: Cat claws
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Intermediate Healer
Specialty: N/A

His attack on Alarr's hind leg had succeeded, and so had his bite. The blood he tasted from his opponent fueled him, urging him to render his opponent incapacitated. "Yesss!! Taste his blood! Remember your roots, boy! D E S T R O Y him!!" A guttural growl sounded from the male as he shook his head, trying to clear the voice away. He didn't want to destroy anyone, he was just here to fight on behalf of the band to secure the resources that Valkyrie desired. He didn't want to maim or draw anymore blood than was necessary. But the voice was making him struggle with control in remembering that. He glanced back to find Alarr aiming for his ankle, his eyes widening when he realized he might not be able to get away in time. But then a flurry of feathers and a battle screech alerted him to his companion swooping in with lightning speed, the eight deadly talons reaching out to wrap around Alarr's horns in a bid to yank the boys head up and away from Cloud's ankle. A feeling of relief washed over him for a brief moment as he quickly whirled around in a tight circle, jaws gaping open as he sought to wrap them around Alarr's throat the moment his Osprey gave him an opening. Along with his bite, Cloud sought to throw his entire weight into Alarr at the same time, seeking to knock him completely over and onto his back to end the fight before he completely lost control. Cloudburst Wreckage vs Alarr for Dominance Round 2/2 Age: Over 1yr Size: Large Build: Medium Companion 1: Osprey, Male - Battle Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Expert Hunter Specialty: N/A ""

Chaos and Valkyrie had exchanged words for a few moments while he smelled and heard other wolves from the opposing side arrive and gather around. He could feel the tension in the air, and wondered if that was how Celestial had felt when he raided them all those years back. Only he was on the attacking side once again. As the tension grew, he suddenly heard growling erupt around him and the sound of movement everywhere. It was a bit hard to pinpoint who was where, but he had become so attuned to the sounds of the world over the years and he had trained his nose enough to where it was keener than most, but...there was still some difficulty when there was so much going on around him. While he couldn't see who was where, he could grasp how many were around him and where they might be based on their scents. But even then, he required the help of his companion still when a much younger wolf came charging at him. At first, he assumed it was someone else in another fight, but the racing steps quickly grew closer and Shiva's warning growl alerted him to his upcoming opponent. Turning his full attention to her, he could smell waves of uncertainty coming from her and so it was somewhat easier to pinpoint her direction. He wasn't here to seriously harm anyone, much less a kid. So as Sparrow charged his way, Dragon lowered his head so that his horns pointed downward as he let her close the gap between them. His aim was to deter her with his horns as he swung his side towards her direction, potentially forcing her to move away from him and think twice about it else she get stabbed or knocked with them. He didn't just stop with that, however. Dragon sought to open his jaws and snap a quick bite her way, hoping to grab something while he tried to keep her in front of him. To aid him, Shiva darted in towards Sparrow's hind legs and aimed to swipe at them, the jaguaress looking to sweep her feet out from under her. Dragon Ancora vs Sparrow for Dominance Round 1/2 Age: Over 1yr Size: Large Build: Heavy Offensive Battle Accessory: Bladed gauntlets Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather spiked armor Companion 1: Jaguar, Male - Battle Companion 2: Jaguar, Female - Battle Mutation - Offensive: Horns (small) Disability: Full Blindness - Severe Skills: Master Fighter & Expert Intellectual Specialty: Weaponsmaster "SPEAK!"||Kimahri||Shiva

Her opponent changed positions to face her and in doing so threw off her attacks. The outside of her shoulder hit the point of his shoulder hard and sent pain flaring up her leg. Her teeth missed his knee entirely and instead found purchase on his elbow. This, combined with the change in position, rendered all of her attacks meant to tip him over (and away from her) save the slash from her arm guard useless. Valkyrie released the useless bite immediately and recoiled; stepping back in time with his shove instead of fighting against it so as not to lose her balance.

She felt his teeth close over the back of her neck and immediately drew her hind legs under her while lifting her front legs into the air. She sought to raise her paws up over her head and drag her claws down both sides of Chaos' face. She couldn't see exactly where to aim them - obviously - but she was hoping to raise them high enough to drag her claws from his eyebrows down to his cheeks. The right paw was the easiest to aim as it didn't require her to reach over her head to make contact, but the left was a bit tricky. She swung wildly over her head with it knowing it was more likely to skip down his forehead into thin air than find purchase in his cheek. But a girl could hope, right?

Valkyrie versus Chaos for Dominance
Round 2 of 2
Age: 1+
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bear teeth armguards
Defensive Battle Accessory: Bear skull helmet
Companion 1: Japanese Macaque, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Retractable Claws - Battle
Skills: Master Intellectual & Master Fighter
Specialty: Berserker

Pain flared up his leg as Eisleif's teeth found purchase on his left hip. Well, that wouldn't do. Hoping to take advantage of her nearness, Tyrian whipped around and sought to wrap his forearms around her neck. His aim was to sink his claws into the back of her neck along her spine. He didn't care if her teeth tore his hip up as he pulled it away from her to face her fully. It was damage he would accept gladly if it meant he could get the upper hand.

His ultimate goal was to get enough of a grip so that he could lean into his claws without fearing they might tear free. Tyrian wished to push all of his weight into it which would hopefully force his claws through her flesh like a knife through butter. He would also (hopefully) force her to the ground. Once she was down she would be helpless in his grasp. The only thing that would save her from his fangs was a submission.

Tyrian versus Eisleif for Dominance
Round 2 of 2
Age: 1+
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Black-footed Langur, Male - Battle
Mutation - Offensive: Retractable Claws
Mutation - Defensive:Saber Teeth
Skills: Expert Intellectual & Advanced Fighter
Specialty: N/A

The winner of Alarr versus Cloudburst is....

Alarr

Cloudburst must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out ans has been kicked out of the raid. Totals: Alarr: Adjusted rolls: 81.2    89.1    89    78.1 Alarr's total: 404.88 Cloudburst: Adjusted roll: 92    53.55    37    71.5 Cloudburst's total: 279.46

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And the winner is...

Tyrian

Eisleif must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: Eisleif: 253.40 ( 67.2 45.15 72 36) Tyrian: 380.54 (126.1 28.8 99 77)

It almost surprised her how quickly her body moved in rhythm with his as their fight began; it'd been a long while since she'd properly fought but she hadn't forgotten everything quite yet. Feeling Eldi's hold on her shoulder wasn't the end of the world, thanks to her age she knew the fight wasn't over simply because she hadn't dodged his attention. Evasion wasn't really her style anyway, at least when it came to fighting. And clearly it wasn't Eldi's either, as he held hard against her push, maintaining his upright position.

All she could do was tighten her hold, or at least attempt to, rewarded with the feeling of blood trickling over her tongue. A soft hiss near her ears told her that Jormungandr was rearing up to strike, though she knew the bush viper wouldn't do much damage it might at least catch Eldi off guard - and no amount of coaxing could get her to back down, Asvor knew that. In a flash the snake snapped forward, aiming to distend her jaw and sink her fangs into one the side of Eldi's cheek, away from his mouth so he couldn't retaliate - but at the last second Eldi's bobcat lunged forward to attack, and Jormungandr was forced to duck away, lest she meet his claws.  

Ásvor vs Eldi for dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Medium
Build: Medium
Defensive Battle Accessory: Viking Helmet
Companion 1: Bush Viper, Female - Battle
Skills: Advanced Healer & Novice Fighter

The man ducked his head and swung his horns in Sparrow's direction. Okay, she had NOT seen those before. Not that the mutation itself was crazy- deer had horns too- but that the extra reach made it a little harder to get close to him like she had originally intended. Sparrow reeled back in time to jut barely miss the horns and, by extension, his teeth. What she didn't see coming, however, was the feline companion coming at her hind legs. She was knocked off her feet as her body dropped helplessly to the ground.

Sparrow rolled to her left, quickly recoiling her legs back under herself. From there, and just barely lacking the feline butt-wiggle, Sparrow readied herself for a quiet attack from below. She held her breath and kicked off, coming at Dragon from his right side. She aimed to stay out of range of his horns and instead land a bite on the right side of his soft underbelly while kicking herself up. If she was able to get a good enough bite in, maybe his legs would buckle and Sparrow's force could topple him to the ground.

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Sparrow Imperialis vs Dragon for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Mutation - Offensive: Cat claws
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Intermediate Healer
Specialty: N/A

Oh, come on, why did he get the feisty one? Not just feisty, but fully goddamn armored. As their jaws grappled with each other for purchase, the male's eyes narrowed as he tried to focus. Fangs flashed every which way. It was impossible to get a grip! Dagfinn made an unholy noise as Valdis' fangs pierced end of his tongue. He pulled back so violently that it ripped a small tear in the end of it, forking it like a snake's. Blood filled his mouth quickly and dripped all over the both of them. Now that he'd extricated his face, Dag tried to find some other purchase on her body. The armor was good. Too good. He'd have to get some nonsense like this. Grunting, he tilted his head towards her neck. The metal that hung down made it difficult to get a grip on her throat so he went for broke and lunged towards the top of her neck, just above where it met her shoulders. With any luck he could grab her tightly enough that he could do some serious damage to the muscles there.

The forward momentum of his lunge brought his achilles neatly out of the way of her fox's jaws, but the persistent little bugger caught one of his rear toes in its mouth. Ah well, who needed toes anyway?

Dagfinn ofláti Flindt vs Valdis for dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Medium
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Beginner Healer

The lack of feeling a bite anywhere told him that his tactic had worked in deterring her. And although his teeth snapped on air in return, part of him was glad he hadn't made contact. Now that they were in close proximity, he smelled a vaguely familiar scent coming from her...something he felt he recognized but he knew he didn't know her personally. Did Ashmedai ever mention kids? He couldn't recall at this very moment in time, but he didn't have long to think about it before he heard a thud on the ground and the satisfied growl coming from Shiva. He almost couldn't help the quick, small grin that formed as she darted past. And then his focus turned back to the young she-wolf who was preparing to attack him.

The earthen male turned in her direction, the feeling of claws grasping either side of his shoulders just below his leather armor. He winced with the pain, a growl surfacing as her claws dug in and then her teeth found purchase close to his throat (just below it where it met his chest), and so he immediately lowered his head in an attempt to pin her with his horns and grab whatever he could with his own teeth while surging forward in the hopes of forcing her to let go.

Dragon Ancora vs Sparrow for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: over 1yr
Size: Large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bladed gauntlets
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather spiked armor
Companion 1: Jaguar, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Jaguar, Female - Battle
Mutation - Offensive: Horns (small)
Disability: Full Blindness - Severe
Skills: Master Fighter & Expert Intellectual
Specialty: Weaponsmaster