Keahi has spent time explore this strange new place that she has found her in; taking time to wander from one continent to the other. As she went, the russet wolf would observe each place that she passed through, making mental notes of useful things. Paws pull her into the barren landscape where it seems battles are fought; the smell of old blood hangs thickly in the air. Eyes note the way the dirt is marred by signs of struggle, some seem old but there are many that are new. Maybe this is a place where wolves come to prove their battle prowess.

Keahi is a fighter by trade and any chance to prove herself in combat is always welcome. For this fight, she decides to choose a place that has signs of a recent fight with the smell of fresh blood still lingering on the ground, easily pulling to a stop in her chosen ground. Taking a deep breath, she tips her head back and releases a howl, calling for any nearby warrior to come and test her grit. Once done, she drops her head and rolls her shoulders, settling into her fighting stance in eager anticipation.


"Keahi Mogotsi"

The Warlord had begun spending time at the battlefield again. Refreshing the skills he had been born with. Letting practice remind his body of the skills he had honed over a lifetime. It seemed a long time since he had battled the wolves of his pack with regularity. He had just stepped into the field. Letting the chilled earth move about his heavy-set paws when he heard the sound of a howl.

A summoning, the herald of a battle. The Warlord smiled at his good luck, and made his way in the direction of the caller. He stopped before the smaller wolf. Taking in her red-brown coat and piercing blue eyes. She held herself like it wasn’t her first rodeo. He dipped his head in acknowledgment. “Greetings.” He said softly as he set his stance before her. Finding little use for lengthy speech when fights could be had. He spread his weight, tipping himself backwards slightly on the balls of his feet “Your move.” He said, inviting her to attack him.

Sirius vs Keahi for spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over one
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
Mutation 3: Thicker fur - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Bloodletter

"Speech"

Keahi waits in the area of blood and battles, awaiting for a worthy opponent to answer her call. It isn’t long before big brute appears to answer her summons and she offers him a dip of her head in return to his greeting. He sets himself, offering her the first attack and she doesn’t waste the opportunity. As he had been settling into his stance, Keahi had taken deep breath and held it.

With the chance to attack is given over to her, she slowly expels the held air while pushing her tensed and coiled muscles forward. She is a river, one smooth motion carefully flowing into the next. The distance is short but Keahi charges for all she is worth, relying on her speed against the male’s taller stature.

She charges him straight on with her ears pinned, scruff bunched, eyes narrowed and lips pulled back. If this is place to prove herself, then Keahi will leave nothing out. Her charge shifts, angling the woman toward the male’s right side at the last possible moment. Teeth seek purchase on the male’s right foreleg, aiming to leave him a small reminder of this fight. When he attacks, she expects him to do the same. After all, what is a warrior without scars?


Keahi vs Sirius for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Navigator

"Keahi Mogotsi"

The Warlord was set and ready. He knew that most wolves saw him, and took the path of speed. So he was a little surprised when she charged head on. Expecting a feint, he started to move before she reached him. Leaning his weight into the back of his legs to free his movements.

When she struck at his foreleg, he pushed himself forward. Attempting to close the distance before she could - as he was assuming - dance away again. He allowed her teeth to sink into his right foreleg, as he allowed his forward momentum to drive his head towards her. Aiming to grab her by the back of the head with his teeth if he was able to.


Sirius vs Keahi for spar
Round 2/2
Age: Over one
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
Mutation 3: Thicker fur - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Bloodletter

"Speech"

Keahi grabs the giant male’s foreleg as he moves to bring his leg toward her. A smile grows as she feels her teeth break flesh and she stops to plant her paws. He might have size on his side but the shorter wolf has tenacity. She feels him grab ahold of the back of head, right behind her ears and a growl instinctively bubbles out. As he grabs her, Keahi shifts her own weight to her hind paws and releases her grip on his foreleg. In one fluid motion she moves to try and hook one of her legs around the she has just attacked and pull it out from under the male. As she pulls at the limb, Keahi releases the energy she has built up in back legs to give her a short, jolt of speed right into the male’s shoulder. She aims to slam her head into him for two reasons; one, to get him to release his own hold and two, to unbalance the taller male and win the fight.

Keahi vs Sirius for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Navigator

"Keahi Mogotsi"

And the winner is...

SIRIUS

KEAHI must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: SIRIUS Attack Roll: 89 Defense Roll: 13 Agility Roll: 48 Perception Roll: 58 Total: 208 Attack[89] + 115% Bonus[102.35]: 191.35 Defense[13] + 20% Bonus[2.60]: 15.60 Agility[48] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 48.00 Perception[58] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 58.00 Total[312.95] + 40% Bonus[125.18]: 438.13 KEAHI Attack Roll: 32 Defense Roll: 11 Agility Roll: 76 Perception Roll: 5 Total: 124 Attack[32] + 5% Bonus[1.60]: 33.60 Defense[11] + 5% Bonus[0.55]: 11.55 Agility[76] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 76.00 Perception[5] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 5.00 Total[126.15] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 126.15

The red toned stranger slammed her head into his chest. Jarring his teeth as he fought to keep a grip on the back of her head. He kept his weight in his back paws as he lifted his front off the ground, wrapping her in the equivalent of a bear hug. Holding her tightly for a moment, digging his teeth tighter in her fur, and then releasing her, standing back.

He dipped his head lightly, a gesture of appreciation for the bout. It had felt good to warm his muscles in a fight for a little while. He licked his right foreleg, which had begun to trail blood. A tone mostly lost in a landscape accustomed to blood. “You have style,” he complimented her between licks. “I didn’t catch your name?”

"Speech"

Keahi holds onto the taller male’s leg for as long as she can. The coopery taste of blood fills her mouth as she slowly increases pressure, a low growl emanating from the red wolf when she feels the male’s mouth closes around the back of head. The sting of his teeth slicing her flesh has a smile curving her lips upward and she shifts to slam her head into his chest. In the end, the male absorbs her hit and shifts his weight back to rise up and wrap his front legs around her, effectively ending the fight. His teeth in deeper for a moment before he releases hold and steps back and Keahi retreats a few steps further before looking up to the male and giving him a polite nod in answer to his head dip. He licks his wound and the red wolf gives her coat a good shake to rid her neck of some of the blood from her own wound. It isn’t bad but it will sting for a few days every time she moves her neck. It will serve as a nice reminder of this fight.

As the dark colored male licks his leg, he informs her that she has style and a soft laugh rolls out of Keahi’s mouth. Then, he asks her name and the red wolf dips her head in greeting and says, “My name is Keahi, sir and you fought well. Are all wolves in this land fighters like you?” Her head tilts in curiosity as she moves to sit in front of him, hoping that he might be able to tell her more about this extraordinary place and its customs.


"Keahi Mogotsi"

The Warlord watched her as she shook out her coat. The traces of red were lost in the rustic tones of her fur, until she shook it free. The droplets splattered the earth by her feet, and he felt some satisfaction for knowing he had landed a good hit. She’d gotten in a good lick of her own of course. He put his paw back to earth, now that it wasn’t likely to get infected, and let himself forget about it.

“I’m Sirius, Warlord of the Armada. Fighting is in my blood.” He explained without a hint of modesty. He knew where his strengths lay. “You speak as if you haven’t met many wolves here. Are you new to these lands?”

"Speech"

Keahi watches the Warlord as he introduces himself and she gives him a respectful bow that is appropriate for one in a leadership position back in her homeland. As she straightens back up, he questions if she is new to this land and the red wolf gives a soft chuckle while raising her eyebrows. She says, “Ah, is it that obvious? Yes, I arrived just within this past week. I came ashore down in the southern lands and, since then, I have only met one creature and he called himself a wild dog.” Shoulders shrug as she thinks of Kione and the information he had given her.

The dog had told her of this place, where fights are held, and Keahi had immediately struck out to find it. She had hoped to find a group of warriors to follow around and it seems the russet wolf has found just that. Her blue eyes move to capture Sirius’s gaze as she says, “Back on my island, I was a guardian or ‘protector’ of those unable to fight for themselves. Does your Armada have need for such skills?” The cold wind kicks up and a shiver races along Keahi’s spine. She hopes this fighting Warlord can use her skills because the tropical born wolf would really appreciate someplace warm to sleep.


"Keahi Mogotsi"

The Warlord blinked in amusement as he digested this news. In fact, his thoughts wandered to a wild dog himself. Hadn’t one rescued Basilisk when he was younger? He mentally shook away the thought, concentrating on Keahi as she spoke of the Island she had come from - and the position she had held there.

“The Armada always has a need for fighters. Those that would position themselves between danger and those that can not defend themselves is a virtue I respect.” He said, knowing her words gave an indication that she was looking for a home. “Why don't I take you back to the Armada, and you can see for yourself if it's the place for you?” He suggested. He wouldn’t turn down a warrior, and Keahi had already shown a hint of her skills. She didn’t back down against a larger opponent, and took to battle with relish. It would be very easy to consider her his.

"Speech"

Keahi speaks and the tall Warlord listens. She asks for a home without actually asking coming out and asking for one. Sirius had said that fighting is in his blood and the red wolf understands the sentiment. Back on her island, families handed down their skills to the younger generations and, since the time she could waddle, Keahi had learned what becoming a fighter truly meant. She had learned that it had been more than just practicing moves over and over again, it also meant coming to terms with herself and finding out exactly why she would fight. Since she had always been slow to anger, the red wolf had quickly found she fights for others.

Sirius speaks of the Armada always needing fighters and the red wolf inclines her head in understanding and offers him a smile as he speaks of respect. When he extends an invitation check out the Armand, Keahi gives a firm nod and says, “I would appreciate that, Sirius, Warlord of the Armada. I am at your disposal.” Another bow of respect and she stands in preparation to follow Sirius wherever he may lead her.


"Keahi Mogotsi"