The first spar against the maned wolf woman was over and yet Bellamy had not received her fill of battle just yet. The dark-furred woman had taken just enough time to check over any bruising or other hurts she had received in her previous battle and then readied herself once more. Ears seemed to be eager for another battle, more than ready, even. The devil remained close to Bellamy’s side, beady eyes scanning the terrain as if he expected an opponent to show before Bellamy even called for one. Whiskers was close too, ready for a round two. Bellamy couldn’t remember the last time she had felt so free. Perhaps this journey was even more important than she first thought. Tilting her head back to the sky Bellamy called for an opponent in hopes someone might take her up on the offer of a spar. "Speech" 'Thought.'

The boy clad in galaxies wanders a little further from his brother and sister today. Part of Kore hurts and it is a deep gnawing ache that makes him want to lash out at… anything. After he had met Angelique, the boy had agreed to escort her to the festival in the north except… she had never shown. He had probably made a fool of himself, done something horrible to cause her to run away but, without knowing why she had left, all Kore can do is beat himself up.

Or maybe someone else.

A call rings out from the land nearby, catching the young male’s attention and causing him to all but race to accept the invitation. It does not take long for the challenger to appear on the horizon and, as he slows his fast pace, Kore takes a moment to inspect his opponent. She seems older than any of the wolves he has sparred with before, not that that is bad, just means she has more experience. Plus, she also has two companions with her and armor. Oh man. Heck, Kore will take these odds!

Actually, maybe he just doesn’t care and hopes that, by the end of this, his body will hurt as much as his heart. Whatever his reason, the shorter male stops a short distance away, offering the stranger a friendly smile, his lips curling awkwardly back over his saber teeth (he still isn’t use to the dang things) and gives a short bow of greeting. Straightening up, the yearling politely says, “My name is Kore and I accept your invitation.” It has been so long since he has sparred with anyone that the boy does not acutally remember what the proper etiquette for doing this is.

Lowering his center of gravity, spreading his paws shoulder width apart, Kore adopts his battle stance while also setting his defenses… and waits. She is supposed to attack first… right?


Kore vs Bellamy for Spar
Round 0/?
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Light
Mutation 1: Saber Fangs - Offensive
Skills: Expert Fighter & Advanced Intellectual


"Kore Regni"

A yearling appeared and accepted her challenge, a young male who wore a friendly smile. “Sounds good. I thank you, Kore, for accepting my invitation. I’ll start us off then, be ready.” The woman had given him fair warning that she would begin the spar and that was what she was going to do. She flicked her ears back, narrowed her eyes, and distributed her weight evenly across her limbs. She raised her tail to align with her spine and raised the fur along her body to add a small buffer against bites. Then, with defenses set in place, the woman charged forward. She was a bit taller than the yearling and heavier too, something she planned to use to her advantage as she charged toward him head-on. The woman did not deviate her path and instead, once she felt she closed enough distance between them, actually sought to shift her weight into her hind legs, pushing forward with them before lifting her front limbs off the ground. She sought to wrap her forelimbs around either side of Kore’s neck. Then, to follow up her attempted grab, the woman sought to swing her jaws towards the right side of Kore’s head, attempting to lightly grab onto his ear with her teeth. She didn’t want to cause lasting damage after all. Ears and Whiskers came forth too, Whiskers moving closer to Kore’s front right while Ears attempted to circle wider and to his left. Both companions were snarling and growling, though neither attempted to make physical contact just yet. "Speech" 'Thought.'

Bellamy vs Kore for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over One Year (Six Years)
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bone dagger
Defensive Battle Accessory: Snow leopard cape
Companion 1: Tasmanian Devil, Male - Battle
Companion 2: American Badger, Female - Battle
Skills: Expert Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual

The older wolf who had called for an opponent accepts him and Kore quickly falls into his defensive stance. He does not waste words on her telling him to be ready, the saber-tooth yearling opting to nod his understand as he readies. Bright eyes watch the older woman as she prepares, waiting for her to charge. As he scrunches the fur at his scruff, rolling his shoulders to do so, she is suddenly rushing forward, closing the gap between them.

Since Kore has only really sparred with his siblings, facing this new, taller wolf is exciting and terrifying at the same time. As she nears, the woman shifts her weight into her back legs, reminding the boy of the grizzly bear’s he has fought and how they would do that right before standing up. Sure enough, she is lifting herself off the ground in an attempt to grapple him and Kore makes the spilt second decision to react, lifting his own front end to meet her.

Bodies slam together, the older wolf wraps her legs around his neck and Kore slaps out with his paws. He aims to smack at her face and muzzle in the hopes to loosen her hold while snarling at her. Her companions appear and snarl and growl and the boy is distracted by their presence until he feels a sharp pinch to his ear. With another, stronger snarl, Kore refocuses his attention on the wolf (since the animals haven’t tried to bite him yet) and aims a bite at the underside of her neck. Nothing horrible, a pinch and release but he does want to show he means business.



Kore vs Bellamy for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Light
Mutation 1: Saber Fangs - Offensive
Skills: Expert Fighter & Advanced Intellectual


"Kore Regni"

Her yearling opponent rose to meet her and Bellamy could only admire his drive. His paws slap out, hoping to catch her face and muzzle, and given their proximity manages to do so. Bellamy flinches but not much more, a seasoned warrior used to distractions, to small bits of pain. She manages to nip his ear, nothing more than a sharp pinch to the youth, but it is enough for the woman who was now holding onto him with her own forelegs to have gotten a small victory. It is just a spar after all and more serious injury is not necessary for her to win. Bellamy did not keep her hold, releasing her opponent's ear as he bites at the underside of her neck. He does not break skin either but the skin and fur bunch up uncomfortably in a sharp pinch. Hm, not bad. A reactive snarl bubbles up from within the dark-furred woman as she shifts tactics. Her opponent is smaller, lighter, and she attempts to wrap her forelimbs around him even tighter than before. Then, shifting her weight a little to distribute more of it to her front half, the woman seeks to drag the yearling to the earth to secure her victory. Her companions, seeing what their mistress was up to, both charge forward, Ears toward one back leg and Whiskers toward the other, attempting to throw their entire body weights into the yearling's back legs and compromise his balance. If he hadn't thought to right it before, it was something he could regret now! "Speech" 'Thought.'

Bellamy vs Kore for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: Over One Year (Six Years)
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bone dagger
Defensive Battle Accessory: Snow leopard cape
Companion 1: Tasmanian Devil, Male - Battle
Companion 2: American Badger, Female - Battle
Skills: Expert Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual

Kore’s bite lands and, for the briefest moment, a thrill of excitement zips through his veins. For someone who is only use to sparring with his siblings, it is a breath of fresh air to fight someone new. As soon as he feels the skin pinch, the galaxy-hued boy releases the bite not wishing to harm the older wolf in any way.

Sensing the end of their fight is near, she wraps her strong forelegs around him and begins to throw her weight onto him. She has size and heft on side, plus two champions who rush up to slam into his back legs. Kore knew he was going to fall the moment she had started to topple over on him so he shifts his focus and attempt to control his decent and shift in such a way that will allow him to slip free from her grasp.

Maybe, if luck is on his side, the yearling can escape and still claim victory in this fight. After this, Kore will make sure to get his opponents name so he can give her the respect she deserves.



Kore vs Bellamy for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Light
Mutation 1: Saber Fangs - Offensive
Skills: Expert Fighter & Advanced Intellectual


"Kore Regni"

And the winner is...

Bellamy

Kore must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Kore : Attack Roll: 12 Defense Roll: 70 Agility Roll: 1 Critical fail! Perception Roll: 32 Total: 115 Attack[12] + 10% Bonus[1.20]: 13.20 Defense[70] + 5% Bonus[3.50]: 73.50 Agility[1] + 5% Bonus[0.05]: 1.05 Perception[32] + 15% Bonus[4.80]: 36.80 Total[124.55] + 20% Bonus[24.91]: 149.46 Bellamy : Attack Roll: 59 Defense Roll: 72 Agility Roll: 27 Perception Roll: 87 Total: 245 Attack[59] + 35% Bonus[20.65]: 79.65 Defense[72] + 15% Bonus[10.80]: 82.80 Agility[27] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 27.00 Perception[87] + 10% Bonus[8.70]: 95.70 Total[285.15] + 20% Bonus[57.03]: 342.18

Bellamy had gained the upper paw. Kore was strong for a yearling but it seemed despite his fire he would not be overcoming the teamwork between Bellamy and her two companions. Ears and Whiskers hit his back legs head-on and the yearling began to lose his balance. The femme made she sure kept her hold, twisting with Kore as she wrestled him to the ground. Then, moments later, the dark-furred woman had him pinned. She drew in a breath and grinned down at the boy. “Well fought.” Her gaze slipped to his fangs before they shifted back up to his eyes. “Give it a little longer and I’m sure you’ll be kicking everyone’s ass.” Bellamy moved, as did her companions, to give him room to get up. “I am Bellamy of Foi, by the way. My companions are Ears and Whiskers respectively.” She nodded to the Tasmanian devil first and then to the badger. “Glad the fight didn’t go further, even if I am the one who called.” She grinned. “I’m expecting, but I just couldn’t help myself to a couple of spars. I find the dance of the battlefield soothing. How about you?” "Speech" 'Thought.'

Kore fights with all his heart but the big woman comes out the winner. She grins at him and the boy offers a disappointed but pleased grin and her words about him kicking everyone’s ass pulls a happy laugh from the galaxy-hued boy. The lady moves back with her companions allowing him room to get up and Kore swiftly regains his paws, shaking out his coat before facing her with a happy grin.

The lady offers her name, Bellamy and those of her companions, Ears and Whiskers, and the boy’s gaze moves over each of them in turn offering a polite dip of his head while saying, “My name is Kore Regni and it is a pleasure to meet you Bellamy, Ears, and Whiskers.” Allowing his gaze to linger on her friends, the boy jokes, “You, know. If I had such loyal and amazing companions as you two, I bet I would have won.”

A wink is given to Ears and Whiskers before he suddenly looks to Bellamy with shock on his features as he realizes what he said and says, “Uh, not to take away from your win or belittle your accomplishment…” Kore suddenly realizes how woefully inadequate his social skills are since they have been mostly limited to his brother and sister. Heat creeps up his neck as Bellamy speaks but he still cracks a grin at her as he nods, casting a quick glance at her belly in hopes that he had not injured the unborn pups.

Gaze turns back up to her as he says, “Fighting is always something that has interested me greatly. Unfortunately, due to life taking a weird turn, I haven’t really had time to practice as much as I wanted. And my brother and sister got kind of fed up with me trying to spar with them all the time.” A soft laugh tumbles uncertainly from his lips as he thinks of his family, wondering where everyone has wound up and if they are okay.


"Kore Regni"

Whiskers was the one to chuckle at the young man’s remark. “You might have, yes. We have worked with Bells for years now. Having companions are just one part of the puzzle. You need to be able to work together.” The badger tipped her head to Kore. “Something to keep in mind for next time, perhaps. Bellamy does like to keep her skills regarding such things sharp.” At this Bellamy grinned as well, and added on. “We’d be happy to help you guys get going together too. Teach the next generation and whatnot, you know?” None of them minded the little joke at all. In fact, they were pleased to have met a good fighter, after all. Especially Bellamy. She could tell how he glanced toward her belly quickly and she shakes her head with a smile. “Don’t worry, Kore, they’ll be alright.” She promises him. Though pregnant females would not typically fight they still could do so. Same with hunting - not every femme had a mate or had a mate that was capable of providing for her growing hunger. His next words caught Bellamy’s attention and she gave a small nod. “Life has a funny way of throwing us for a loop, so I can understand that.” Then, thinking for but a moment, she adds something else. “I am making a pack soon, a place that will be called Ethne. If you are ever wandering, and notice our borders, feel free to call on me. I’d be happy to spar with you again any time you want.” Her smile widened into a full-blown grin. “Can’t let someone so eager in the art of fighting grow rusty from lack of someone to fight with, can we?” "Speech" 'Thought.'

Kore grins at Whiskers as she speaks, the badger stating that the companions have worked with Bellamy for some time. The galaxy coated boy’s eyes brighten as the kind lady offers to teach him and he bobs his head in agreement, happily exclaiming, “That would be awesome!” As he worries about the unborn pups that Bellamy carries, she is quick to promise him that they are okay and the boy lets out a loud ‘whoosh’ of air as he mumbles to himself, “Oh, thank goodness.” The boy would never have been able to forgive himself if he injured the pups or their mother.

As his thoughts suddenly begin turn to his childhood and the absent mother in his own life, Kore is grateful when Bellamy’s voice pulls him out of that downward spiral. Nodding somberly to her statement about life throwing loops, the boy perks up when she talks about the pack she is making. A smile appears on his lips and his tail slowly wags as he says, “That sounds great! And, maybe if we see each other out in the wild, we can spar again! You’re in the lead, one to zero. I’ll have to even the score next time.”

A wink is given as a thought crosses his mind and Kore asks, “Do you know where you want to establish your pack? Maybe, I could stop by and help for a bit. You know, just to visit and… stuff.” The boy does not know what pack life entails but, if it is anything like living with his eleven siblings, the star-marked boy figures he might be good at it. Besides, having a regular place to sleep at night might be nice too.


"Kore Regni"

Kore seemed eager enough to agree to train with them and Bellamy felt a flicker of excitement as his eagerness. The woman was delighted with the idea as well. Maybe if everything went over well Kore would even like to train with her little ones when they would be born. He was relieved to hear that he hadn’t done anything to the pups, and Bellamy gave a nod. Really, she should have been more mindful about fighting while she was pregnant. But the woman wasn’t always one for planning ahead. The she-wolf was more of a, wing it sort of individual, who did the best she could on impulse. At Kore’s next statement Bellamy gives a nod. “Sounds fun to me! I’d love to be able to spar with you again. It’ll be a treat to see how your skills grow while we’re apart.” Bellamy rumbled. Hopefully, the boy would work on his abilities while he was out wandering. She would have left things at that, but he asks about the pack she plans to make and Bellamy chuckles softly. “I’m actually on a pilgrimage to find suitable lands. I’m leaning towards somewhere a bit warmer than the North though if I can. Not ruling out Auster, either.” At the moment she wasn’t entirely sure where the pack would be raised, but… “Just keep an ear out for us. I’d love if you came to visit, and if you are ever in need of a home, Ethne would welcome you with open arms.” The femme told him. “For now though, it may be better if I get to moving. Thank you, Kore, hopefully you’ve enjoyed this part of the day as much as I have.” The femme dipped her head and turned away, preparing to leave unless the yearling were to stop her. "Speech" 'Thought.'

Bright, curious eyes watch the woman and her companions, a smile never far from his lips as they talk. Kore grins as she agrees to sparring in the wild again and he says, “I’ll be better. Just watch.” The words are not mean or malicious, merely a promise that he will be better at their future meeting. He nods as Bellamy speaks of finding warmer lands and grins as she names her pack. With a respectful bow, the galaxy-marked boy says, “I will keep an eye out for you pack. Thank you for the spar Bellamy, until we meet again. May fortune smile on you and your pack!” A warm smile is on his lips as the pair part ways, the boy happy to have made a new friend.


"Kore Regni"