He had left the cat in Magnus’s capable paws. He had finished making the cuts with his cat-like claws, and all that was left was to finish the separation, and to hang the pelt. Yawning, the Warlord had returned to his bed, and slept until the early hours of the morning. Even after pulling a late night, he couldn’t fathom sleeping in.

Rising, he went about his patrol, giving Magnus a chance to catch a little more sleep. When the hour was more reasonable, he returned to the communal space. It would be an easier place to find the Warlord, and his newest recruit had found a bed in one of the dens that lay here.

Lifting his head, he let out a soft howl, summoning the man to him. It was time to test his capabilities, and place him into the pack accordingly.


"Speech!"

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Sleep finally came for the man after the events the night before, tiring him out yet refusing to let him sleep much longer than past dawn. In fact, the sun had barely risen when he woke and strode outside of his den to enjoy a nice stretch to wake up his muscles. Studying the communal area, he focused on the obelisk and studied it's words and laws, attempting to memorize them at least for now. He knew he'd do best with this every day - studying as he stretched from his sleep. After a good once over, he trotted off, eager to awaken his tired muscles with a good, fast run.

Whether he stayed far from the borders or not was something he paid much attention to, but he hadn't seen anyone out patrolling, so he assumed he still had a ways to go before crossing any. He'd made a good distance when he heard the call out to him, summoning him back to the communal area, likely where Sirius was expecting him to be this morning. With a quick turn on his heels, he began to retrace his steps back in a swift jog, slowing his heart rate enough from the sprint to approach the communal area without being overworked from his morning exercise.

Approaching the man in his jog, he slowed to finally meet him where he stood. Offering a slight dip of his head in respect, something he had to remember now, and smirked a bit when he relaxed. "Apologies for the wait; I like to wake with a run." It was true, once upon a time. Laziness had taken hold of him while living alone, but he remembered a time in his life when every second of his life was spent training and exercising when he was younger. Perhaps now was the time to take up the habit again.

"Speech"

He was surprised, and a little pleased to find that Magnus wasn’t in his den in the morning hours. Exploring the lands that he now called home, instead of catching up on the sleep he had missed. Hunting panthers with the Warlord hadn’t been a relaxing endeavour. He would have to keep an eye on this warrior, and ensure he didn’t burn himself out.

“It’s no matter, though I’m surprised to see you out and about '' he admitted, returning the greeting with a clasped paw and a subtle wag of his tail. With that,the Warlord began to move “Come on, i’ll show you where our training facilities lay” he explained, heading into the long grass in a southerly direction.

They skirted by Io’s garden, and headed towards the barracks. The ground shifted to sand beneath their feet, and a view of the ocean opened up before them. He vered them West, and took him towards the arenas. With rope warriors pushed into the sand marking the boundaries, the water could easily wash up over them with each rising tide, and scour them clean.

It was to the first and largest arena that the Warlord took his newest recruit. Stepping over the rope, and stretching his muscles, he turned to the man and indicated him to do the same. “When your ready, come at me”

"Speech!"

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"I don't sit still very well." He smirked a bit, a light joke but serious all the same. With a nod, he stood when Sirius invited him to show him the rest of the grounds and the training facility. He had to admit that he was pretty excited to see it and to show Sirius what he knew. Though, he'd have to be pretty cocky to think he could take the larger man down. Thankfully, he was, but he doubted this would get that far. This was just a test to see how strong he was after all.

He glanced around as they walked through the territory, taking note of his surroundings as best he could. When the grass shifted to sand, he looked back ahead as they veered west and towards the multiple rings. When they strode to the larger one and Sirius took his place at one end, he did the same. His assessment was to start now, and he had no intentions on disappointing him.

Thankfully he was smaller than the man, though he didn't think that often. It at least gave him a speed advantage and he wasn't very fast himself. He could only hope Sirius was slower, but he doubted it was the mans weakness. He was beckoned to start when he was ready, so he took a moment to focus and think. His best bet would probably be to lunge under the man, though he was likely expecting it since he was considerably shorter than Sirius. Pressing his ears flat into his skull, he charged straight towards the man with a low body and narrowed eyes. Instead of outright attacking however, he abruptly stopped and turned towards his own left, spraying sand as he skidded across the training ring and hopefully distracting his opponent while he darted to Sirius' right, reaching and snapping at the front right paw in hopes of taking it with him.

"Speech"
Magnus Vyle vs Sirius for Spar
Round 1/3
Age: 1+
Size: Large
Build: Heavy
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Intellectual
Specialty: N/A

The fight started in earnest not long after, and well Sirius took the match seriously, he was also taking careful note of every move the man made. He strode into the ring with confidence, and started the spar with no hesitation. When commanded, he launched himself at the Warlord, and Sirius could only grin at his incoming form, bracing for impact.

The man did not collide with him, instead spraying sand upwards in an arch, forcing the Alpha to turn away to avoid the nitty gritty bits reaching his eyes. He knew it was a distraction, a ploy, and he was moving before he could turn to look and evaluate. Shoving himself into the place he expected to find the man.

He wasn’t far off, and well Magnus managed to snap at his front right paw, the left would be raised in an attempt to buffet across the smaller wolf's head.

Sirius Fatalis vs Magnus for spar
Round 1/3
Age: (Only include: over 1 year, under 1 year, or under 6 months as applicable)
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Front leg bracers with knife
Defensive Battle Accessory: Back leg bracers
Companion 1: Black Vulture, Male - Battle - Boosted
Companion 2: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle - Boosted
*Companion 3: Spectacled bear, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Mutation 2 Fangs - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Expert Hunter
Specialty: Weaponsmaster


"Speech!"

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While his attempt to distract or temporarily blind the man with sand didn't work like he'd expected, it did seem to hide his own positioning enough to allow him to snap at the mans paw and at least get some damage done. He hadn't been expecting the mans other forepaw to come down across his head however, and he was quick to release on the impact and move on, ignoring the throb in his skull where the blow had landed for now while he could in the heat of the spar. This time, he was quick to make the decision to swivel his rear around and face perpendicular to the man's left side, launching forward with his chin tucked in hopes of headbutting Sirius' left side, knocking the air from his lungs being his ultimate goal regardless of the blow to his own head he just took. He'd have to shake off the pain, but it was worth it with his positioning rather than going under and perhaps getting caught on the other side by those fangs.

"Speech"
Magnus Vyle vs Sirius for Spar
Round 2/3
Age: 1+
Size: Large
Build: Heavy
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Intellectual
Specialty: N/A

Dotting red along the sand from the bite in his paw, the Warlord rebalanced himself after delivering his blow. Spreading out his weight, he welcomed the close-combat. He was bigger than Magnus, despite the differences in build, the extra height gave the slim Warlord the advantage in a weight-to-weight battle.

Magnus knocked into his side, and well it was a heavy blow, it did little more than knock some of the wind out of him. Sirius brought his forepaw around in an attempt to hook it around the smaller man's ankle. If he succeeded in doing so, he would twitch his paw, bringing out the knife hidden in his bracers, and bring his leg back towards himself. Sweeping against Magnus’s paw, blade exposed.

Sirius Fatalis vs Magnus for spar
Round 2/3
Age: 1+
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Front leg bracers with knife
Defensive Battle Accessory: Back leg bracers
Companion 1: Black Vulture, Male - Battle - Boosted
Companion 2: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle - Boosted
*Companion 3: Spectacled bear, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Mutation 2 Fangs - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Expert Hunter
Specialty: Weaponsmaster


"Speech!"

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His attack had landed, but it hardly did the damage he wanted it to. The man was taller which made it harder to topple him. The impact had left his own skull throbbing more than it had and initially made his vision a bit blurry when he opened his eyes after the contact. It was when he felt the mans paw wrap around his ankle though that he knew he was headed for the ground. He hadn't been expecting a hidden blade, though, and bit back a yelp when he felt it glide across his paw and allowing blood to mix in with the sand and Sirius'. As he landed hard on his own ribs, knocking the wind out of himself nearly, he rolled back onto his belly quickly to protect it and although he was at a great risk of having his back bitten, he rose and tried to shove the entirety of his weight into Sirius' side while he snapped at his knee, hoping his shoulder would at least put a decent bruise on his ribs, if nothing else.

"Speech"
Magnus Vyle vs Sirius for Spar
Round 3/3
Age: 1+
Size: Large
Build: Heavy
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Intellectual
Specialty: N/A

The man wasn’t going to go down without a fight. Sirius had the armoury on his side, better equipped both naturally and artificially. His new warrior didn’t even hesitate. Rolling with the punches, and doing what he needed to. Even if he lost, he would do so with grace. Regardless of the outcome of this battle, Magnus was getting a warriors rank. Too old and practised for a student rank.

He watched as Magnus rolled, giving him a moment to gain his paws once more, and come at him. His opponent went for another shove, teeth snapping at the Warlords knee. He let the hits land, bringing Magnus back into close combat. Ignoring the feel of teeth against his skin, he aimed to grab the other wolf by his scruff just below his ears. Hoping his taller height, and the mans low-aimed attack would work in his favour.

Sirius Fatalis vs Magnus for spar
Round 3/3
Age: 1+
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Front leg bracers with knife
Defensive Battle Accessory: Back leg bracers
Companion 1: Black Vulture, Male - Battle - Boosted
Companion 2: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle - Boosted
*Companion 3: Spectacled bear, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Mutation 2 Fangs - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Expert Hunter
Specialty: Weaponsmaster


"Speech!"

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And the winner is...

Sirius

Magnus must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Magnus: 167.4 Rolls: 12 24 77 52 Adjusted to: 12 26.4 77 52 Sirius: 308.38 Rolls: 68 23 27 38 Adjusted to: 156.4 25.3 27 38

- nyx