Venom led her fighting force with her head held high and her tail in the air. There was an obvious spring in her step as adrenaline raced through her young veins. The trip was short and as her eyes fell on the border between Ashen proper and the Armada she quickened her gait and galloped forward. The yearling princess threw back her head and called out for the Armada’s army. The moon was big and bright above them and night blanketed the Empire.

This was it, this was her moment to prove herself. Poison, the giant squirrel, rode on her back and she wore her newly completed condor headdress. She had never been so prepared to fight her mentor than right now. The girl sent out another howl for Sirius, her voice serious as she raced into battle.

Hela felt excited, eager to start this raid. Raiding was simply on a Klein's blood and heritage and she was always ready to do as her genes called her to do. She moved to the battlefield with a sick smile, and eyes full of amusement, like a pup and a toy. She walked with confident posture, she didn't have any armor or weapons, she was just her. She may was not the biggest, she may didn't have mutations but she preferred it that way. She was going to fight without anything else. She soon moved next to her niece. With vicious eyes and tail tall. She was ready and she just could hope to have her first fight soon. She wasn't going to step back and should she lose well she didn't mind. "Speech"

The Warlord of the Ashen Amarda had been lying in wait. He knew what was coming, and intended to give the Empire a show, so they could see the might of their Armada. His wolves were set out on either side of him, sitting in the long grass. He had assembled them some hours before, and he heard the general murmur of soft conversation, the rustle of movement. His army was waiting, all they needed was a call.

When Venom howeled, the Warlord would rise to his feet. The Ashen Princess would see that the grass was alive, as Sirius leaped upwards, poised, head tossed back, a howl already on the cusp of his muzzle. “Rise, Armada, rise, and show the Empire who we are!” he cried. Excitement stirring in his breast, as he lowered his forpaws to the earth, and ate the distance between himself and his former apprentice.

He met Venom in battle, racing towards her, Marshal in the air, Bast at his side. A wild, excited snarl starting from deep in his belly as he aimed to collide his heavy chest against the slightly smaller wolf's right shoulder. His right forepaw already rising to hook about her left foreleg, in an attempt to pop his knife free into the flesh behind that ankle.

"Speech"

Sirius Fatalis vs Venom for Dominance
Round 1/?
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Front leg bracers with knife
Defensive Battle Accessory: Back leg bracers
Companion 1: Black Vulture - extra large - Male - Boosted
Companion 2: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle - Boosted
Mutation - Offensive: Cat claws
Mutation - Offensive: Fangs
Skills: Master Fighter & Advanced Hunter
Specialty: Weaponsmaster

Dunkan Sarcova " “Satisfaction is reserved for the Nonconformist.” " Dunkan was ready, hiding within the tall grass as he waited for the Time to charge against the invading pack. Eyes were cold as hackles rose. He monitored those who were arriving, for maybe picking a target to engage with but he wanted to maybe fight someone his age but of course, he couldn't be picky. He popped his head up to have a more clear vision of the battlefield. For now, he wasnt going to attack those already there but should anyone else come he would go forward. His posture was firm, with his feet wide to allow balance and nails dug into the soil for traction. His maw winkled just a bit to reveal teeth. "speak"

Though freshly healed from her battle with the cave bear, Resin refused to ignore the call to battle. Mock battle or no, it was good to get out of the sick den and back on her paws. While the other lay in wait, the giantess paced through the long grass, twin jackals in tow. She had informed them that they would starve if they didn't aid in the upcoming raid. She threatened to stop feeding them the remnants of her kills. The pair quickly snapped to attention and became all business.

The call from the opposing side came, a young woman leading the charge. Soon after, another fae came, taking her place beside the Ashen raid leader. That was her target. As Sirius called his wolves to the front, she allowed him to take his place in battle first, but she was only a step behind. Rushing towards the wolf, the scarred woman opened her mouth with a loud, guttural snarl. It appeared as though she would bite, but instead she curled her chin downwards intending to smash her skull into her opponents much like a ram might.

"World-breaker..."

Coding|Alice. Art|Resin.

Resin Scarpaw vs Hela for Dominance
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 year.
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Side-striped jackal, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Side-striped jackal, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Serrated fangs - Offensive
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Advanced Hunter
Specialty: N/A

Hela gave Venom her space waiting for an opponent of her own and there she managed to observe a bit of Venom's fight but soon herself would enter into a confrontation. A larger female charged toward her, quickly she aimed to set her defenses. Widening her stance for balance, tail rose for balance as maw winkled to reveal teeth, and a snarl came out of her mouth. And there the other aimed to smack their head into hers. Simultaneously she would attempt to move her body to her left aiming to have her shoulder smacked instead of her head. And there she felt the hit, making her side sore but instead of feeding bad her old friend the adrenaline started to take control of everything and quickly she would attempt to place her legs around the female's neck and quickly would attempt to bite on the enemy's scruff in a firm bite. Hela "Crow" Klein vs Resin for Dominance Round 1/3 Age: +1 Size: Large Build: Heavy Skills: Beginner Intellectual & Intermediate Fighter Specialty: N/A "Speech"

She waited in the taller grasses with the rest of the fighters that Sirius had gathered, feeling nervous and anxious and excited all at once. Even with all the training she had been doing as of late, she still didn't feel quite prepared for the raid. Whether she was ready or not, it was here and she was eager to see how she would fair in a situation closer to a real fight. She knew this was mostly for practice between the two sister packs, but it was still a much different situation than if she were to spar with someone for practice one on one back in their training area. When the howl came and Sirius called for them to join him her heart leapt into her throat. With jittery excitement, the dark woman leapt from the grasses along side her pack mates. She watched Sirius collide with the young woman that was leading the opposing team before her eyes shifted to Resin who had took off right after him to go after another one of Ashen's wolves. She had firmly disagreed with Resin's choice to participate so soon after getting back on her feet, but she knew there was no deterring the warrior from a fight so she had given up the argument before it even really began. Tamsyn turned her attention away from Resin so she wouldn't be distracted by her worry for the scarred warrior. She made herself focus her mint gaze on the opposing wolves instead, quickly settling into that defensive stance she knew all too well now with her legs slightly bent and ready to dart away from whoever attacked her first. Her eyes darted from wolf to wolf, feeling much more ready for a fight than she had expected herself to be. Her lips pulled into a touch of a snarl, waiting for her opportunity to jump into the ring herself.

I'd rather be dead than live a lie
BURN THE WHITE FLAG!

Natha strode with the wolves, gathering to answer the raid. She was excited and hoped to do better this time around. Kaler gently nudged her shoulder and she looked to him with a grin before turning to face the Ashen wolves as they began to arrive, led by a yearling with an unusual pelt. Sirius was the first to charge followed by another of the Armada's older warriors. Natha held back, keen eyes and ears alert at she assessed the state of the battle. Myskia, her flying fox, soared above, taking i in and calling out notes as Natha kept her eyes peeled for an opponent.

Harbringr trotted after Venom as the band of raiders headed for the Armada. He was excited to participate in his first raid since they arrived at these new lands. Ashen was thriving and he looked forward to the empire continuing to grow and expand.

They arrived in due course at the place where the raid would be held. The Armada was waiting for them. Sirius started things off by attacking Rhythm while another Armada wolf also delved into the fray. Harbringr held back for a moment, seeking to get a good view of the going's on.

While Sirius had led the wolves in their defense against Ashen, Zee hung back to observe. Friendly or not, she anticipated some nerves from their less experienced members. So far while there hadn't been many fights initiated, the Armada wolves seemed alight with excitement and it pleased her. She intended to watch them for a while longer, but her resolve to stay back broke the moment she lay eyes upon Harbringr. The horned queen let out a soft laugh and crossed through the grasses towards him. It felt odd to simply sneak attack her closest friend, and so instead she greeted him with a grin and a dip of her head. Once she was sure he'd seen her - and divined her intent - Zee lunged towards him. Her upper body lifted, her jaws parted and she aimed to enclose them around his cheek in the same place she'd always nuzzled in greeting. While she moved to close the distance between them, her viper uncoiled from her neck and tried to find a place upon his throat to bite. Zeitgeist Fatalis vs Harbringr Klein for Dominance Round 1/? Age: Over 1 Year Size: Small Build: Light Offensive Battle Accessory: Thorn wrappings Defensive Battle Accessory: King cheetah pelt armor Companion 1: Bush Viper, Female - Battle Companion 1: Channel-Billed Toucan, Male - Battle Mutation 1: Kudu horns (small) - Offensive Skills: Master Navigator & Master Fighter Specialty: Fleet-Footed "Speech"

Malalia held back, an excited tremor running through her limbs in the darkness. A single howl rang out from across the grassland, and their wait in the long grass came to an abrupt end. The practice nature of the raid didn’t stop her heart from trying to jump out of her chest, or her guard hair rising along her back.

The last time there’d been a “real” fight, she’d been even younger, too young to act without getting in the way…

She swallowed the memories down, dragging her focus back to the present. No time to cloud her thoughts of events past. Their Warlord was calling them to action now, and Mal wasn’t planning on losing. The bodies on either side of her vaulted forward. She would too, bolting across the grasses to close the distance between the opposing sides. She would keep low and pace along the outskirts. A growl curling her lips, eyes roved over the fray, waiting for the right moment to throw herself in.

"Speech"

Pestilence came in alongside the other Ashen warriors, gaze roaming across the plains to try and catch sight of her mother and uncle who'd be watching them. This was to be her last hurrah, of sorts. She knew after this battle she'd have proven herself a true fighter and worthy of the Klein name. The yearling watched and waited, observing the battles clashing in the plains and waiting for the perfect target to show themselves.

While she wasn't as close to her siblings as she'd like, she watched as Sirius initiated against Venom and felt more respect for her quilled sister for having the balls to take on such a powerful wolf. She knew little of the rest of the Armada, her mentor was getting into it with the horned queen and her aunt had chosen Sirius' sort-of-mother. Pestilence shifted her weight from paw to paw and waited.

Paws hit the earth in a glorious march. The male followed his family into their sister pack's territory. Tall grass parted as the his fierce green eyes scanned the area. As the opposing sides met the male flicked his tail ever so slightly. He felt excitment run up his spine and to his front two paws. The boy nearly vibrated with anticipation but showed nothing of the sort. His features were completely neutral as he awaited action. Venom and Sirius clashed as more Wolves showed up. Plague felt a protective growl bubble in his throat but suppressed the noise. He was aware all the fights would be dominance at the most. As the Warlord's Queen and Harbringr met Plague figured it was time to choose his own target. Green eyes scanned each of the Armada warriors before settling upon an earthy toned yearling with similar eyes to his own. With a swish of his tail the male decided the she-wolf would be his target and Plague lowered his form towards the earth. Lips curled up in a thick snarl, ears flattened, and hackles raised. Plague charged at his opponent with a growl ripping from his throat. Perhaps the noise was a heads up for the Armada she-wolf. But, that was the only notice he offered. Plague aimed to run head on at his opponent, timing it with her pacing back and forth. The male would attempt to lift his front paws off the ground and slam them back down on Mala's upper back. Plague's intention was to envelope his enemy into a Bear hug. Meanwhile Plague would also attempt to bite Mala's scruff, aiming behind her right ear. Plague Klein-Abraxas vs Malalia for Dominance Round 1/? Age: Over 1 year Size: Extra large Build: Medium Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Beginner Navigator Specialty: N/A ""

War sounds filled the air as Ashen marched upon the Armada's territory. The sounds of their pad falls filled the air like booming drums. Banshee's lips slipped into a thick smirk as the babe felt a shiver of excitement flow through her slender form. An eager tongue flicked against hefty fangs as she chose to follow her comrades into the battlefield. Sharp blue eyes consumed the sight in awe. Sirius and Venom were already going at it while Harbringr and Zee collided. She witnessed Deathbelle's son charge at a reaper competitor and Banshee felt her hackles raise in instinct. The large fae slinked through the tall grass as she sized up her enemies. It seemed like some of the Ashen Wolves were still piling in so the babe would wait to find a target. Or maybe one of them would choose her as a target. Ban was glad her pack was quick to defend it's lands. Pride swelled in her chest in that moment as she paced eagerly for the battle to commence further. Banshee's companions, a Cobra and a soaring Hawk, were in the region and ready to help when needed ""

Killian spent days anticipating the raid. He was preparing mentally and physically to bring his best self to the table. As the howl filled the air Killian felt his heart race a bit. Before going to the battlefield he decided to whizz by Odette's house first. He tossed the babe a small gal 'cya later' before sprinting to the borders. There was little time wasted it seemed since some of the Ashen wolves were still piling in. The Armada seemed to puff out their chests in that moment. Presenting a line of defense like no other. Sure some of their opponents may  have more experience but the pride that was resonating from the Armada was palpable. The slate beast marched with a gentle smirk along inky lips. Killian parted the tall grass as he moved. It was time to face his kin in one way or another. He spotted many of his cousins and distant relatives in the midst. The Empress' spawn made their mark on the battlefield. But, the male would lurk for the time being. Awaiting an opponent to make themselves known.

Resin actually grinned when the other woman managed a partial dodge, the split corner of her maw arching oddly. Her skull connected with the woman's shoulder and it connected hard. She'd made the first blow anyway. Reading the woman's body language, Resin continued her downward momentum, dropping low to dodge the biting teeth, though she felt a clump of her thick obsidian ruff get pulled away. She would come alongside her opponent, planting the paws on her left side hard into the earth below. The giantess would attempt to slam the length of her body against the length of the other woman so that she might knock her from her paws. One might think it odd that she didn't go in instantly with teeth, but with her serrated ivories, she would definitely do damage and so she would use them only as a last resort.



Coding|Alice. Art|Resin.

Resin Scarpaw vs Hela for Dominance
Round 2/3
Age: Over 1 year.
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Side-striped jackal, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Side-striped jackal, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Serrated fangs - Offensive
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Advanced Hunter
Specialty: N/A

Hela was ready to give all she had, and never she will step back from a fight and the adrenaline within her veins made of her a beast. And there she kept her ears pinned, eyes narrowed and paws spread as she kept trying to keep a firm position with her enemy. Hackles rose as maw winkled to reveal her teeth. And as she was hoping, the other female met her side instead of her head which did hurt but better than in her head. The excitement made her ignore the sore her shoulder felt and there the other smacked their side against hers, which managed to make her retreat a few steps backward. She sprayed her digits in order to save her balance as much as she could. Quickly she would lower her head and neck and out of nowhere, she would burst forward attempting to repeat the previous move. Lifting her body up, aiming to wrap her paws around the woman's shoulders, and should she succeed she would once more attempt to bite on their scruff, hoping to score a firm bite. Hela "Crow" Klein vs Resin for Dominance Round 2/3 Age: +1 Size: Large Build: Heavy Skills: Beginner Intellectual & Intermediate Fighter Specialty: N/A "Speech"

I'd rather be dead than live a lie
BURN THE WHITE FLAG!

Fights started breaking out around him as Harbringr sought for one opponent in particular. Luckily she must've had the same idea in mind. Zee appeared and greeted him with a swift dip of her head which he was all too quick to return. "I've been waiting for this rematch." He swiftly set his defenses. Zee charged and Harbringr kicked off, seeking to slam his chest into hers and bowl her over. At the same time he twisted his head to his right just in time to miss the brunt of her bite though her fangs still cut light lacerations in his cheek. His own jaws dived down seeking to grasp the top of her left shoulder in his jaws.

Ari had spied the snake and lunged forward with a shriek as he tried to grab hold of the snake right behind the head. Ari did not like snakes!

Harbringr Klein vs Zeitgeist for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bear claw gauntlets
Defensive Battle Accessory: Helmet
Companion 1: Japanese Macaque, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Barn Owl, Female - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator
Specialty: Fleet-footed

I'd rather be dead than live a lie
BURN THE WHITE FLAG!

Natha's keen golden eyes scanned the battle field as she search for someone to spar. Potential sparring partners were quickly being taken up and while she could gang-up on someone she didn't particularly feel like it. It was in that moment she spied a familiar black and white wolf. She grinned. "Hey squirt! You've sure grown. I've been itching for a rematch!" She remembered sparring the girl some time back and losing. Maybe this time she'd have better luck. With her defenses set she bounded forward. Her left paw sought to aim high seeking to strike the right side of the girl's face while her right paw sought to scratch down the girl's chest.

Natha Críoch vs Pestilence for Dominance
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Other species
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked gauntlets
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked helmet
Companion 1: Bobcat, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Flying fox, Female - Battle
Skills: Master Navigator & Master Fighter
Specialty: Fleet-footed

Harbringr did his best to ram at her with his chest, though Zee was prepared for the way large wolves liked to throw their weight around. The majority of her bite had missed and so she shifted her weight swiftly, strafing to the left and somewhat unbalancing herself in the process to dodge the chest bump that would very likely knock her to the ground. The direction she'd chose unfortunately was into the same side he was biting for, and while her left shoulder was no longer in reach he was able to land a bite upon her right. The only advantage a wolf of Zee's size had over a larger one was her speed, and so she aimed to utilize her agility by throwing herself towards him once more while she was angled differently. She stayed low, her head angling sharply downwards so that her curved horns were directed towards him. The thorny wrappings that graced them would prevent Hari from grabbing them and using them to control her head - an accessory she'd created when Sirius had pointed out that flaw - though it did leave her nape vulnerable. She aimed them not directly into Harbringr's chest but at an angle upwards, so that if they'd hit they could slice through his flesh from shoulder towards his throat rather then puncture and do any real damage. Zeitgeist Fatalis vs Harbringr Klein for Dominance Round 2/2 Age: Over 1 Year Size: Small Build: Light Offensive Battle Accessory: Thorn wrappings Defensive Battle Accessory: King cheetah pelt armor Companion 1: Bush Viper, Female - Battle Companion 1: Channel-Billed Toucan, Male - Battle Mutation 1: Kudu horns (small) - Offensive Skills: Master Navigator & Master Fighter Specialty: Fleet-Footed "Speech"