Hazel has the bug. It's like a fever she can't sweat out, can't tamp down, can't control. She wants to fight. She needs to fight. Over and over again until she's satisfied, she'll show up here. She'll arrive on the battlefield and hope that there's someone worthy. Someone who wants to take her on. Maybe Hazel still feels like she has something to prove-- maybe she knows it. Something she longs to prove, to show everyone. She'd prove them all wrong. She had to prove them all wrong. Everyone who'd ever underestimated her-- they had to see. Had to.

With high steps and bright eyes, the red and pale yearling returned to the battlefield. She came to rest in one of the scorched earth rings, taking a moment to stretch and compose her thoughts. Around her, the chilly autumn breeze seemed to swirl and fight. The afternoon sun hung low in the sky, and it would be coming down soon. Still, she had time. Tipping her head back, a call rang true from the little fighter. It was time.

"Speech"

She returned to the battlefield in search of trinkets and treasures left behind by those who had fallen in lost fights. But instead of finding that, she had found something better. Someone was looking for a fight, and beneath the afternoon sun would the skeleton woman oblige. Seymour flew overhead, letting her know exactly where the younger wolf's position was. Medusa would arrive in a few short minutes, a grin on her face and a bounce in her step, head low and tilted to the side as her dual toned gaze looked her over. She was young. Much younger than Medusa, but that didn't matter. Medusa wasn't old anyway, and had fought plenty in her years on this plane so far. "You are looking for a spar? Medusa will play with you!" She cackled, tail brushing against her hocks. She didn't mean any harm, not unless the stranger did first. Though the smell upon the girls coat vaguely reminded her of Azure...were they from the same pack? It definitely smelled Armadan. Medusa vs Hazel for Spar Round: 0/? "Medusa"

The woman that appeared before her was... unsettling. Quite unsettling, actually, and she towered over Hazel where the girl stood to assess her. The height difference was something the girl was accustomed to, surrounded by giants in the Armada. Still, something about this one was different. Carefully peering at the woman, curious as se does. Medusa. There is only the glimmer of recognition, some rumor she'd picked up on the wind. If it was enough that Hazel had heard about it, then she may very well be someone important.

"On your move," she carefully set her defenses. A soft, internal reminder about her weak left side. Stretching to her full height, doing her best to look confident and composed. Full eye contact with her adversary, and a nod. Hazel was ready, and more than willing. Heart hammering in her chest, excitement coursing in her system. She was ready.

"Speech"

Hazel vs Medusa for spar
Round 0/?
Age: over 1
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Porcupine quill cape
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather Breastplate
Companion 1: Red Panda, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Hawk, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Crystal fangs - Offensive
Skills: Master Intellectual & Master Fighter
Specialty: Bard

The younger girl would give her first move, and Medusa couldn't help but grin as she had been assessing her would-be opponent since her arrival. She looked like she'd be fun to fight! And those sparkly fancy fangs in her mouth looked like they could pack a punch! She'd have to be careful of those, but hey if she got bit then so be it. Maybe she'd end up growing some crystals, too! The thought was amusing. After all, anything could happen nowadays, no? The Long Nights had proven that! Giggling as she settled into her defenses, Medusa cocked her head as if she were part owl as she considered how to start her attack. Though the consideration was brief because she just ended up charging forward, straightening out just slightly as she came in at a lopsided lope, aiming for her opponents right shoulder with her own. Should she manage to get up close and personal, her fangs would reach for that tasty looking elbow where she'd attempt to grab and pull in an effort to throw her off balance. Medusa vs Hazel for Spar Round: 1/2 Age: over 1yr Size: Extra large Build: Light Offensive Battle Accessory: Sharpened claw covers Defensive Battle Accessory: Wolf skeleton Companion 1: Wolverine, Female - Battle Companion 2: Cougar, Female - Battle *Companion 3: Lesser yellow-headed vulture, Male - Battle Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter Specialty: Weaponsmaster "Medusa"

And the winner is...

MEDUSA

Due to not posting within the time limit, HAZEL loses by default. They must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out.