He had succeeded in beating the blue male's ass, and now the Crimson Demon was on the warpath and looking for his next target. Ignis had lost control of himself and his inner demon had taken over. After being silent for the last few weeks, he had finally emerged and was out for blood, and it didn't matter who the target was. Immediately after his fight, Ignis searched for another opponent, and there it was in the form of a younger earthen-toned male that had just finished beating one of the pirates.

With a snarl, the crimson wolf was already on the move. Like a runaway freight train, he charged towards Veigar, seeking to collide his chest with Veigar's midsection. He sought to pound the male as hard as he could in an effort to knock the air from his body and knock him to the ground. Simultaneously, his forelimbs lifted from the ground as he sought to bring his right foreleg over Veigar's body and the other forelimb underneath to aid in his attack. Jaws flew open, saliva and blood flying from his mouth as teeth sought to bite and grip Veigar's shoulder.

He didn't know this male at all, and he didn't have plans to seriously hurt anyone in this raid, but he was unpredictable in nature thanks to his demon. And Blödhgarm didn't care one bit about who was on the receiving end.

Ignis vs Veigar for Minor maim - shoulder scarring (raid)
Round: 1/?
Age: Over 1yr
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Skull helmet
Defensive Battle Accessory: Black bear cape
Companion 1: Palm cockatoo, Male - Flying
Companion 2: Wolverine, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Sika deer antlers - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Mangler

"Speech"

Everything happened quickly and Veigar wasn't entirely sure of the intricacies of the other wolf's movements. He felt the taller male's jaws bearing down on his scruff and felt his front paws lifting slightly, but instead of going limp in his jaws he flailed wildly. The gradual loss of his vision made him feel incredibly vulnerable and being held like a pup made something inside his brain snap. A low growl bubbled up from deep within his throat and he thrashed harder until he was able to wiggle free, lifting a paw and hooking it around Hyacinth's neck to hopefully force him into submission.

But as soon as one fight was over another began, faster than he could even react. A blur of red suddenly entered his peripheral and dove straight forward him. Though he tensed himself the collision nearly took the wind out of him completely, though he let his legs buckle slightly to try to make up for the impact of the larger wolf. No sooner than he dove him did his next opponent hook a foreleg around his body and bring his jaws down hard on his shoulder.

The growl that had barely faded returned all at once, his teeth bared as he made an effort to hold strong against the attack. "What the fuck," Veigar snarled, surprised at the intensity of his opponent's attack. He didn't know why they were here or if they were true enemies but Hyacinth hadn't seemed terribly aggressive, but this guy? He was a different story entirely. Months of pent-up frustration welled in his chest as he kicked forward hard with all his weight, trying to maintain his balance, his own snapping jaws parting and aiming to close down hard near the top of his chest. It was hard to tell precisely where he was aiming so there was no precision to the attack, instead frantically aiming for whatever bit of flesh he could hold on to.

Veigar vs Ignis for Maim (Chest scarring) [Raid]
Round 1 / 2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Large
Build: Light
Disability: Partial blindness - Moderate
Skills: Novice Fighter & Beginner Intellectual

Aryn wasn't entirely sure what had happened. One moment she was in the man's jaws, being shaken vigorously, the next she had been released and her mouth tasted sour. Stumbling away from her opponent and fighting the overwhelming nausea and dizziness, she cast her gaze back across the wolves. The whole battlefield was spinning and blood was pounding hard in her skull, making it hard to identify even friend from foe. Did she just quietly accept the victory and bow out now? One victory was well above what she had expected.

In her confused scanning of the gathered wolves, she noticed Veigar for the first time. He had won his fight just as she had, and Aryn could not help but give a lopsided grin to the back of his head. Then she noticed the red one barrelling toward him. It took a good amount of restraint to simply watch as Ignis initiated on the boy she'd helped to raise, she did her best to remind herself that so far each raid she had been apart of had been friendly, for practice. It wasn't until she saw the wild look in the red man's eye and the frenzied way in which he went for the yearling that the pit in Aryn's stomach began to grow. It was not simply a match for dominance, Ignis was seeking to harm Veigar.

The dizziness she had been warring with vanished abruptly, replaced instead with the fog of rage. She peeled back her muzzle into a snarl, sprinting down on the battling men and throwing herself up toward Ignis' back as he grappled with the child. She was much smaller than the red man was, but perhaps that could play to her advantage. If she could succeed in her leap and her jaws could find purchase within his scruff, the falling weight of her body might be enough to tear him down and away from Veigar.

Aryn and Veigar vs Ignis for Dominance/Raid
Round 1/?
Age: over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Rock
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced leather chestpiece
Companion 1: Dik-dik, Male - Battle - Boosted
Mutation 1: Roe Deer Antlers - Offensive
Skills: Master Hunter & Advanced Fighter

The satisfaction that he hit his target pleased the beast, but not as much as tasting his target's blood. He succeeded in tearing into the smaller male's shoulder, ripping into the poor male that, really, didn't deserve it. But with Ignis out of commission, helpless in his own mind and his demon having taken over, there was little he could do to stop this. What he didn't quite anticipate was someone else entering the fray, and he felt a smaller weight on his back suddenly appear, distracting him momentarily enough for Ignis to lose his grip a bit (coupled with Veigar's kicking forward), and allowing Veigar enough time to sink his teeth into Ignis' chest.

With a snarl of rage, Ignis released his grip on the young male, rearing up to tear himself away from Veigar's teeth and unwrapping his forelimbs from him. He threw his head back moments after he felt that weight, seeking to hit whoever was on his back with the back of his own head (and the nubs of antler that were appearing) and knock their head in before they (Aryn) could find purchase on his scruff. As he did t his, Ignis' cockatoo swooped in with the intention to distract whoever was on his back, aiming to dive bomb the other attacker and (hopefully) knock her off his back. Immediately after, he dropped his full weight down, forepaws seeking to slam down onto Veigar's shoulders and scratch him up as the crimson male dropped himself back to the ground, jaws once again seeking to find purchase on or around the same shoulder in an attempt to worsen the wound he had already made.

Ignis vs Veigar & Aryn for Minor maim - shoulder scarring (raid)
Round: 2/2
Age: Over 1yr
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Skull helmet
Defensive Battle Accessory: Black bear cape
Companion 1: Palm cockatoo, Male - Flying
Companion 2: Wolverine, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Sika deer antlers - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Mangler
"Speech"

Though his sight was fading, Aryn was one of the wolves most familiar to him and he could recognize her even from the corner of his blurred vision, without question. As Veigar sought to grab hold of whatever flesh he could find on the red male's chest, Aryn joined them swiftly and leaped at the larger wolf's back. Her appearance seemed to distract him for a split second, at least long enough for him to loosen his grip on Veigar. Already he felt the blood trickling from the wounds he'd inflicted, far more serious than what he'd received from his previous opponent.

It allowed a moment for him to tighten his own grip, aiming to give his head a firm shake and do as much damage as he possibly could. His own rage was building now, a snarl tearing from around the teeth clenched tight down on Ignis' chest; if he was gonna play dirty then so was Veigar. With Aryn now at his opponent's back his concern for her only aided in intensifying his rage. Though he reared back and allowed Veigar a moment to sink his teeth in even tighter, another second later his paws came down hard on his shoulders.

The sudden weight was too much for him to hold against. He felt his limbs beginning to strain under the pressure, losing his footing, especially as his opponent sank another bite down on his previous wound. The pain was searing and sudden, and his vision now clouded over with white-hot fury. All he could do was snap his own jaws at the same location he'd already held on to, unsure if he could even grab hold there again, but he hoped it was enough to keep Ignis off Aryn for a little bit longer.

Veigar & Aryn vs Ignis for Maim (Chest scarring) [Raid]
Round 2 / 2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Large
Build: Light
Disability: Partial blindness - Moderate
Skills: Novice Fighter & Beginner Intellectual

Aryn had barely completed her leap before a hard impact came down directly upon her open muzzle. The pain was intense and brought water to her eyes, her ears ringing for the second time in this raid. A companion joined the fight, working it's way between Aryn and Ignis' back and forcing her even further back. She was forced to disengage, but saw that her distraction had somewhat succeeded. Veigar had been able to maneuver enough to get a solid bite of retaliation in, and Ignis had dropped his weight back down to the ground.

The sharp scratches and pokes of the enraged cockatoo were easier to push through when Veigar was still in danger, and Aryn charged back through the companions assault to rejoin the fight. Her ears pinned, her eyes narrowed, her muzzle wrinkling and her shoulders rolling forward to try and defend what little she could from the bird's assault. Ignis was attempting to deepen the wound upon Veigar's shoulder, and Veigar was doing his best to match the attack upon Ignis' chest. She saw the yearling's limbs begin to buckle against the strain, and Aryn made for another attempt to intercept. Circling to come at Ignis from almost his front, she ran forward to try and ram her shoulderblade into the crook of his own shoulder and chest (the one not-across from whichever Ignis is biting on Veigar), her snarling jaws opening with intent to come down upon the upper portion of his foreleg. A last ditch effort of working the child free of the attack.

Aryn and Veigar vs Ignis for Dominance/Raid
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Rock
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced leather chestpiece
Companion 1: Dik-dik, Male - Battle - Boosted
Mutation 1: Roe Deer Antlers - Offensive
Skills: Master Hunter & Advanced Fighter

And the winner is...

SPARROW

RECLUSE must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: RECLUSE Attack Roll: 15 Defense Roll: 75 Agility Roll: 53 Perception Roll: 46 Total: 189 Attack[15] + 40% Bonus[6.00]: 21.00 Defense[75] + 15% Bonus[11.25]: 86.25 Agility[53] + 5% Bonus[2.65]: 55.65 Perception[46] + 25% Bonus[11.50]: 57.50 Total[220.40] + 10% Bonus[22.04]: 242.44 SPARROW Attack Roll: 46 Defense Roll: 80 Agility Roll: 48 Perception Roll: 79 Total: 253 Attack[46] + 90% Bonus[41.40]: 87.40 Defense[80] + 25% Bonus[20.00]: 100.00 Agility[48] + 25% Bonus[12.00]: 60.00 Perception[79] + 20% Bonus[15.80]: 94.80 Total[342.20] + 35% Bonus[119.77]: 461.97

Misery scowled when he heard of the raid.  He could fight to a degree but his time learning to fight was slim.  Misery would normally have others fight for him but an attack on their home was another matter.  The black and silver wolf might not care for most of his pack mates but it was just wrong to let others show up in his home and injure them.

The mountain was a perfect setup for Misery to fight on at least.  This was their turf and one they knew better than the pirates.  The mountain was deceptive with what could hide around the next bit of rock.  The small wolf’s black and silver coat blended in well here and where most wolves seemed to prefer charging at their prey Misery took his time.

He stalked quietly along the mountain path, doing his best to remain unseen while he watched to see if he even needed to enter the fray.  Unfortunately, it appeared he would need to be.  A glance at his mother and Sparrow had the small wolf curious.  Mom was clearly not enraged at their land being raided nor seemed too worried.  That was interesting.  Other fights certainly seemed to have more extreme emotions mixed in and more dangerous tactics.

Regardless, mom did lose and Misery would play his part in whatever this riad was truly about.  There was plenty of chaos going on and Sparrow surely had her focus on Recluse.  There was no way to remain unseen by everyone but since most were focused on their battles he simply worked to remain unnoticed by Sparrow.

Misery would rush forward, hoping to remain unseen until the last moment.  He’d bite for a back leg, with intent to not hang on long but to gain a bit of distance.  Misery preferred looking for chances at cheap shots and avoiding battles of strength in which he’d most likely lose.  Better to fight smart.  Misery wore no armor, nor had any pets following him.  It would only make it harder to hide.

Misery vs Sparrow for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age:  over 1 year
Size: Small
Build: Light
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Expert Intellectual


"Misery"

Widow needed to take time away from Habari for a while. Recluse was pregnant with yet another litter and she would be due any day at the time of her leaving. It had been many days now, how long she wasn't sure, but the last thing she expected was a raid to be happening as she got close enough to pick up the scent of blood and intruders within the borders of her home. A snarl tore across her face, an expression she rarely let out, as her body lurched forward and her massive paws drummed into the ground.

Companions in tow, Widow broke through the pack grounds until the sight was before her. Unfamiliar wolves everywhere, some taking fights a little farther and bloodier than others. Was this friendly? It didn't smell friendly. The snarl never left her face as she slowed, mercurial eyes scanning the group of wolves, picking out the members of Habari amongst the unfamiliar wolves. She saw flashes of familiar faces and coat patterns within the fray, but it wasn't enough to know if they were okay or what exactly was going on.

Grabbing her staph and gripping it tightly between her teeth, she bit down on it to stifle a growl while she searched for an opponent.

"Speech!"

Art © Ulfeid3 & Code © Skelle 2022

Sparrow finished her fight with Recluse and gave the woman a smirk- at least they knew who was topping tonight. She didn’t have much time to revel in her victory as another wolf- Misery- clamped down on her back leg for a moment. Instinctively, Sparrow flexed her leg talons and aimed to thrust it towards her attacker like a horse stomping out is surprise visitor. She simultaneously turned her head back to look at the wolf- a small dark male who resembled the skunk that used to follow Valentine around. ”Hey, Skunky,” Sparrow called back over her shoulder, ”Why not face me like a man, huh?”

Sparrow vs Misery for dominance (raid)
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Sword
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced pirate hat
Companion 1: Harlequin Macaw, Female - Flying - Boosted
Companion 2: Capuchin monkey, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Mushroom mutated housecat - Battle - Boosted
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Bone spurs - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator
Specialty: Knight

It was a good thing Misery hadn’t planned to hold on to the leg.  As he dashed off he still felt the crazy talons swipe his jaw on the way past.  Now, inflicting pain on others could be entertaining but he didn’t much care for being injured himself.  There was a reason Misery preferred sending others off to battle instead of taking on the role himself.  It wasn’t going to kill him by any means but damn it he was bleeding.  

Misery seemed agitated for a moment but amusement crossed his features at Sparrow’s comment.  “Maybe if you’d told me you were coming to visit I’d consider manners.”   ‘Skunky’ made his way around to face Sparrow, moving closer as he decided where to bite next.  Fighting wasn’t his forte; perhaps he needed to work at it a bit more in the future.  Still, this seemed no more than a joke of a battle.  Sparrow hardly seemed aggressive, more like it was all a game.  Maybe if Misery had strong bonds with the packmates he’d still be in a rage by the attack.  His only real concern was for his mom, who was safe, and that the pack didn’t make fools of themselves to make Habari look like fools.

“Is this better?” Misery offered facing Sparrow.  After the question, he would move to bite for the left ear as a token bit of an attack but mostly was an attempt to grab sparrow's hat right after.

Misery vs Sparrow for dominance
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Small
Build: Light
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Expert Intellectual

"Misery"

And the winner is...

IGNIS

VEIGAR must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Ignis' maim is successful. Aryn can go on to another fight. Totals: IGNIS Attack Roll: 54 Defense Roll: 91 Agility Roll: 38 Perception Roll: 31 Total: 214 Attack[54] + 105% Bonus[56.70]: 110.70 Defense[91] + 15% Bonus[13.65]: 104.65 Agility[38] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 38.00 Perception[31] + 10% Bonus[3.10]: 34.10 Total[287.45] + 25% Bonus[71.86]: 359.31 VEIGAR Attack Roll: 88 Defense Roll: 27 Agility Roll: 83 Perception Roll: 23 Total: 221 Attack[88] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 88.00 Defense[27] + 5% Bonus[1.35]: 28.35 Agility[83] + 5% Bonus[4.15]: 87.15 Perception[23] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 23.00 Total[226.50] + -15% Bonus[-33.98]: 192.53 ARYN Attack Roll: 99 Defense Roll: 77 Agility Roll: 7 Perception Roll: 47 Total: 230 Attack[99] + 70% Bonus[69.30]: 168.30 Defense[77] + 10% Bonus[7.70]: 84.70 Agility[7] + 5% Bonus[0.35]: 7.35 Perception[47] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 47.00 Total[307.35] + 15% Bonus[46.10]: 353.45

And the winner is...

Pyralis

Ichor must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Ichor: Attack Roll: 66 Defense Roll: 99 Agility Roll: 71 Perception Roll: 74 Total: 310 Attack[66] + 10% Bonus[6.60]: 72.60 Defense[99] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 99.00 Agility[71] + 15% Bonus[10.65]: 81.65 Perception[74] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 74.00 Total[327.25] + 10% Bonus[32.73]: 359.98 Pyralis: Attack Roll: 95 Defense Roll: 32 Agility Roll: 71 Perception Roll: 27 Total: 225 Attack[95] + 35% Bonus[33.25]: 128.25 Defense[32] + 15% Bonus[4.80]: 36.80 Agility[71] + 25% Bonus[17.75]: 88.75 Perception[27] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 27.00 Total[280.80] + 65% Bonus[182.52]: 463.32

Exhaustion was wearing upon Aryn, but Ignis appeared single-minded in his choice of target. Against her best attempts at distraction and intervention, she could not stop the brutal assault upon Veigar. Eventually the boy could no longer fight, and Aryn was forced to let Ignis stride successfully away. She escorted the yearling out to the 'border' of the raid, ensured he and his wounds fell into capable paws, and then split away back to the centre of the battlefield. Leaving Veigar when he had been wounded so badly was not something Aryn had ever wanted to do, but the pirates were still here and in need of driving out, and Aryn would stand in defense of Habari for as long as she was physically capable - for Veigar, if not for Recluse.

A fight beside her ended quickly, and another young, unskilled child beside her fell. Aryn's muzzle wrinkled in protective fury, this was not a yearling she knew of very well, but it was one of Recluse's and by extension one of hers. Pyralis' attack might not have been as violent and dangerous as Ignis' had been, but Aryn had made up her mind on the group and had stopped looking for gentleness altogether. She sprinted for the woman [Pyralis] before she could initiate another fight, jaws parting as she neared to try and land a bite upon where the woman's shoulder connected to her chest. The move left her head open, but Aryn hoped her antlers would be enough of a deterrent not to try and take the opening. The kind-hearted Valentine woman was no longer taking chances with this raid, she wanted the invaders gone and she wanted them punished for how their member dared to treat her son. If her bite would land, she would give it her all and seek to leave the pirate with a similar wound to the one Ignis left on Veigar.

Aryn vs Pyralis for Minor Maim (Chest Scarring)
Round 1/?
Age: over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Rock
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced leather chestpiece
Companion 1: Dik-dik, Male - Battle - Boosted
Mutation 1: Roe Deer Antlers - Offensive
Skills: Master Hunter & Expert Fighter

The man dashed away at Sparrow's swiping kick, which was probably good. She didn't really wish to puncture a jugular or anything like that. No better way to ruin the vibe than to accidentally kill someone's packmate or family member. Skunky said maybe if he had known she was coming, he'd have some manners. Sparrow scoffed, trying to keep track of where he was dashing to. "You'll have to take that up with 'Clusie here- this date has been planned for a while." Sparrow smirked in a 'I'm gonna fuck your alpha later' kind of way, whatever that specific smirk looked like. Knowing their agreement was kept secret only warmed Sparrow's heart more.

Before she could get lost in her thoughts, her hat was pulled from her head with a nip of her ear. The man asked her if that was better and Sparrow made a dash to bowl the man over and take back her hat, "You're supposed to buy a girl dinner before undressing her yanno!"

Sparrow vs Misery for dominance (raid)
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Sword
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced pirate hat
Companion 1: Harlequin Macaw, Female - Flying - Boosted
Companion 2: Capuchin monkey, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Mushroom mutated housecat - Battle - Boosted
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Bone spurs - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator
Specialty: Knight

Modesty was pissed. She had spent so long chasing Deluge back to the beach that by the time she finally caught up with the rest of the pack the raid was well and truly under way. No fair! It wasn’t like she actually knew how to fight or anything, but when it came to family at least she had hoped they could have a little fun, after all, they were only after some rocks.

She shook out her long fur, stamping a foot as her antlered rabbit darted between her paws, a half smile crossing her face now that she was here, at least Gilgamesh was still in the thick of it.

“Speech.”

They said that I got to keep it sweet

The flash of teeth toward his throat made him nervous. Even as he gripped Artisan's scruff, he could feel the man struggling. The attempt to deter him wouldn't be enough and soon Ghoul would overpower his lankier opponent with a triumphant smirk. "Maybe next time I'll take a trophy," he chirped toward the man with a wink of his ruby eyes as he watched Artisan withdraw from the crowd of wolves. Around him, everyone seemed to be going at it and to his surprise, even his sister had decided to show up. Lifting a brow, he was about to wander over when a dire female with a coat like the night sky arrived.

Seeing the mild smile upon her lips heightened his excitement to get back into the thick of things. Charging forward, before anyone else could get her, Ghoul lifted his lips in a snarl while he let his ears flatten back against his head. His steps did not hesitate as he neared closer, going full speed toward the woman. Pulling his right shoulder forward and bracing himself for the impact, Ghoul aimed to collide with her chest. If he could at least knock the wind out of her, he could manage to do some more damage in the next moment.

G H O U L

Ghoul vs Modesty for Dominance (Raid)
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Claw gloves
Defensive Battle Accessory: Wolf skull mask
Companion 1: Albino dwarf caiman, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Albino dwarf caiman, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Albino dwarf caiman, Male - Battle
Skills: Expert Hunter & Master Fighter
Specialty: Relentless

He tumbled with the smaller boy. Claws and teeth flew in all directions as they tangled with each other. Growing breathless, he soon managed to snag the win and rolled to a standing position over the cow-spotting boy. "Better luck next time," Gil hissed with a nasty smile tugging at the edges of his lips. Blowing a kiss in Macabre's direction as he took off to find his next opponent, he soon spotted his wife. Happy to finally see Modesty taking time away from the den, he started off in her direction to make sure she was doing okay.

Before he could reach her, the sight of another dire female who surely belonged to Habari caught his attention. Noticing the staff gripped between her teeth, but no opponent in sight, Gil smirked. His next target had been acquired. Changing his trajectory toward Widow, he knew he was going to have to keep himself at leg's length with this one. One good whack with that stick and he would be out for the count. Circling around the youngster, Gil assessed his approach with caution. While he was brash at times, he wasn't an idiot.

"Kind of silly that you need a stick to fight your battles for you, huh?" Gil taunted as he lifted his lips to show his teeth. Thankful that he had adorned his chainmail piece and hind leg guards, Gil took his chance to dart in close to her face. Being a few inches shorter than the girl would hopefully give him a slight advantage. Reaching out with mouth open, he aimed to grab ahold of her neck, right above her chest where the two body parts met. Keeping his ears folded and tail tucked, if he was successful, she wouldn't have many options other than to drop the stick or rip herself away from him.

Gilgamesh vs Widow for Dominance (Raid)
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Gold chainmail cuirass
Companion 1: Barn Owl, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Wolverine, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Crystal spines - Defensive
Mutation 2: Tufted deer fangs - Offensive
Skills: Master Intellectual & Master Fighter
Specialty: Blessed

CODE BY SHELBY

War soon arrived to their door, gave him chills and some concern. Friendly raids were fun but no the one that came out of the blue, they always turned bad or folks began to go beyond the polite intensity, there was always the one to forget it and go hard on their opponents. And him being still very new to the healing arts he wouldnt be able to patch all of the wounds, nor any deceases. And with Abaven gone his chance to learn were thrown away into the cliff. Perhaps he could speak to his cousin about his education but for now he marched to fight.

But when he arrived he saw no one free for him to attack. Clearly giving himself for whoever wanted to go for him and his antled rabbit Salem.

//Open for fights.

"hi"

All You Have Is Your Fire...

Pyralis dominated her opponent, pleased to see that she still had some fight left in her despite her advanced age. Alkali's call caught her attention and she turned to see a gray woman glaring at her with hatred in her eyes. Pyr smirked back. She knew that look meant a desire for lasting damage and she was all to keen to oblige.

Aryn sprinted toward her and Pyralis pivoted to face her head on. As the Habari woman neared Pyralis attempted intercept. Her head lanced down, jaws flung wide as she attempted to seize the front of Aryn's face at an angle from above. She aimed for her upper fangs to land just behind Aryn's right eye and her lower fangs just behind Aryn's left. Pyr's goal was to dig deep and snap her jaws together leaving deep lacerations across the girl's forehead.

Pyralis vs Aryn for Maim (facial scarring)
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Leather bracers with blades
Defensive Battle Accessory: Studded leather armor with cowl
Companion 1: Harris Hawk, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Potoo, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Navigator & Master Fighter
Specialty: Saboteur
(Bard in group)