Venom was picking up the habit of her mother and every now and then she’d make a patrol over the Armada’s lands. She was allowed a change of scenery but her scent would also be mixed with that of her mentor and the pack the warlord ruled over. The girl had a lot on her mind, when and how she would take her place as Empress were at the forefront. Deathbelle and Sirius both told her how proud they were of her attempts in the raid, she was still sore about her loss though.

Those thoughts grater on her as white gloved paws carried her over the well worn path that marked the boundaries along with the scent markers. Here dual toned tail wagged lightly over her back and hips as she carried herself with all the pride that her rank demanded. Inwardly she doubted herself, but her support system was growing. Venom was finding support in her closest allies. She needed more of them though, especially with how quiet her family had been, she needed to weed out those who would not be loyal to her.

His patrol was about to end and it seemed to have gone by a bit faster than usual, though he wasn't complaining. Most of his time patrolling was spent thinking about his new place in the Armada and Sirius' words of taking an apprentice when he'd been given his warrior rank within twenty-four hours of joining the army. He was always eager to learn, but he was quite thankful to not start from the bottom and have to work his way up. This way, his strength was rewarded as soon as he had hoped and he had less ranks to climb to prove his true worth now. Of course it would take time, but at least some of that time had already been cut off.

His shift ended and he decided to relax where he finished, taking a moment to lay in the grasses and rest. He had been left undisturbed until he heard movement through the grasses a bit away and popped his head up to see who it was. They came from the direction of Ashen it seemed, so he was hardly worried that they were trespassing. Just in case, however, he stood and began to move towards them but stopped a bit away just in case. "Hello," He started, eyeing the other from his position some feet away.

"Speech!"

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Venom wasn’t surprised when an unfamiliar face appeared from the tall grasses. Even in the winter the tall grass plains were aptly named. Purple pink eyes narrowed as he stood to half intercept her, he stopped a polite distance. Smart man. The young princess decided to humor him and slowed to a halt. Dual toned tail lashing at her hips as she flicked her forked tongue.

”Hello,” She countered, head held high and features questioning as she dared him to confront her further. He had the scent of the Armada on him so she didn’t fear he was a trespasser. He might have thought the same about her, but she was glad to educate him who she was. ”Is there a reason you’re stopping the Empire’s Crown Princess?” She continued, her white gloved paws shifting as though she had little patience for his answer.

The girl was quick to take notice of him and stop on her own, leaving the distance between them that he had left, and returned his greeting. He hadn't failed to notice her different tongue, and wondered how many mutants there really were around here and where he could find himself a radioactive lake to jump into and get his own. Even if it was just a few more inches in height, he'd be happy. Almost everyone around here was taller than him, and frankly, it was starting to put him in a bad mood when he thought about it.

The girl wasn't shy to announce herself with both posture and words. After a slight dip of his head at the mention of her rank, he kept himself on guard as he spoke. "I was doing patrol and I haven't met any of the Ashen wolves yet, my apologies." He wasn't really sorry, but he wasn't going to be outright rude to her either. Something like that would get back to Sirius and likely wouldn't be good, so he kept his smart mouth to himself. It pained him to bite his tongue, but it was for his own good. The last thing he needed was on Ashen's bad side.

"Speech!"

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He was prickly, but as her purple pink gaze took in his stiff movements she could tell he was making the attempt to show her the respect she deserved. Where her mother wished desperately to be loved Venom did not. She couldn’t care any less about such adorations, she wanted respect. A virtue that she would have to earn, not demand. Likely it was the respect the wolf had for Sirius that she was given any kind of reverence.

She let silence fall between them as she peered at him for another moment, debating her next move. Venom was not a wolf to jump into anything without thinking, but as the idea formed she liked it more with each passing moment. ”Spar with me.” Though she formed the statement as a command he could deny her if he wished, not that she expected that. If he was an Armada warrior he would have no problem taking her up on her offer. Lowering her head, tucking her chin, and raising her quilled hackles she stood ready before him. Prompting him to make the first move.

This was a dual test, one to see if he would actually fight her and two to test his strength when he attacked.

The girls sudden demand to spar with her took him a bit off guard, but he settled into the thought anyway with a smirk. He didn't expect her to be any different from the rest, but he hardly anticipated sparring with the Empress' daughter this day. Her posture prompted him to make the first move, but he held his own instead, digging his nails into the dirt beneath him while he braced himself. Lashing his tail about, he shook his pelt to relax a bit before locking eyes with her.

"Ladies first." He jeered, winking at her playfully. He hardly knew what to expect with all these mutated wolves running about, but the last thing he anticipated would be her quills inside her thick scruff. He'd seen the snake-like tongue, but otherwise the girl seemed void of any defensive mutations. He'd allow her to attack first however, unless she rebutted his statement in some way.

"Speech!"

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Venom’s brows knit as the man steadied himself and put up a defensive front. Her smirk only widened, if he wanted it to go like this.. ”Then you should go.” She countered amusedly, but she wouldn’t turn down his offer really. Her own dual toned tail lashed at her hips as she otherwise stood frozen in front of him. She wouldn’t let herself give any indication she was about to spring on him besides a small twitch in her grin. All of a sudden the girl sprang forward. She aimed to come at Magnus from the front at first. Her plan was to rush him and then at the last moment lean to her right.

The young princess aimed to fly by him while she dragged the retractable claws that adorned her left paw all the way down his side. Hopefully this action would be fast enough that she would avoid any retaliation by her opponent.

Venom Klein Abraxas vs Magnus for Spar
Round 1 of 2?
Age: (Only include: over 1 year, under 1 year, or under 6 months as applicable)
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Quills - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Advanced Intellectual
Specialty: N/A

Magnus offered a single snort in response, though hardly made the move to go first. He watched her carefully, studying for any sign of movement but was slightly surprised when she sprung forward, barreling towards him. He tilted his body in time with her veer, thankfully moving out of her way but still failed to dodge the catlike claws that combed through his fur and scratched at his skin. He was lucky to veer as much as he did, avoiding much of the pressure and deep scratching her claws would likely have done.

His head sprung around and his body followed to become perpendicular to her to grab at her tail and hopefully deter her from whatever attack she might have had planned. He didn't want to hurt the girl, but hoped his attack would land and slow her speed.

Magnus Vyle vs Venom for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Heavy
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked bear skin
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Beginner Hunter
Specialty: N/A

Her claws didn’t connect as well as she wanted but she still managed to make contact. That much was satisfying, but she couldn’t dwell on past events. When you were sparring you needed to stay in the moment. Venom returned her left paw to the ground and aimed to pivot on it to return to face Magnus. He managed to snag her tail as she twirled and she yanked hard unintentionally. The girl grunted in pain as she aimed to renew her attack. This time with both front paws aimed to claw at his face while she grounded her weight on her rear legs.

Venom Klein Abraxas vs Magnus for Spar
Round 2 of 2
Age: (Only include: over 1 year, under 1 year, or under 6 months as applicable)
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Quills - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Advanced Intellectual
Specialty: N/A

While he had managed to grab hold of her tail, she yanked it from his grip quickly and spun on her paws for another attack. The claw marks down his side stung, but caused him little distress currently. Magnus spat out the fur stuck to his tacky lips and braced for her next attack, digging his rear paws and stiffening the legs to rise up as well to match her stance. She was taller than him both on all fours and on rear limbs, hopefully giving him the advantage should his next attack work. Tucking his chin, her claws managed to scrape across his temples at a heightened speed as he aimed to ram his head into her lower chest and hope to knock her off balance.

Magnus Vyle vs Venom for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Heavy
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked bear skin
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Beginner Hunter
Specialty: N/A

And the winner is...

VENOM

MAGNUS must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Adjusted rolls: 110.4 80.85 11.55 47.15 VENOM'S total is.. 312.44 Adjusted rolls: 90 1.2 60 80 MAGNUS' total is.. 265.88 *note* Magnus had a critical fail so you can claim an award if you wish