She left her gear and her companions at home, this time, the Wraith wanted to test herself unarmed and without help. She had done alright prior to meeting her companions and making her equipment, so she wanted to go back to that for the next few days, unarmed and unaided. Medusa stopped in a clearing, tilting her head back and calling for someone to come practice fight her. She was feeling a bit feisty, and though she wasn't planning on pulling punches, she still wanted to give a good fight and was eager to see if someone would come along and do the same. "Medusa"

After her first few entanglements with the Thrall boy, Delphi was itching to practice. To get better, stronger, faster. She wanted to one day prove to him, to anyone, that she could fight. Defend herself. That she didn't need some big scary dude to protect her. Nope! She would be her own protector! Which is why she had sought out the place called the Battlefield. Delphi had overheard the others talking about it at some point. Originally, it hadn't interested her, but now it did.

Setting out from the mountain and heading to the no man's land, she paused at the boundary. Toes flex into the hard dirt as she looks around. Blood stains the ground and remnants of carcasses in varying states of decay polka dot the plateau. Well, she was here now so there was no turning back. Thankfully, the youngster wouldn't have to wait long. A searching call reaches her ears and there is an instant feeling of excitement and anxiousness filling her.

Picking up her pace, Delphi practically races over to the wraith. "I'll fight ya!" She says in energetic tones as she rolls her shoulders back and spaces her paws apart slightly, a devious grin growing on her lips.

The Wraith waits impatiently for someone to fight her, and luckily, someone does come! It was not what she was expecting, but then again, she wasn't sure what she was expecting to begin with. Some big, hulking Armadan again? Maybe some sort of Recluse ghost floating from the ground? No. It was none other than an itty bitty girl that seemed all too eager to get into a fight. Medusa's head tilted, a grin forming as her tail slowly wagged. "Medusa will fight with tiny girl! You are small like Cricket! Tiny girl is cute like little Cricket!" She exclaimed. Why were little tiny creatures so much cuter than the bigger ones? A question she would probably never find an answer for. Dropping her stance into a play bow style, she kept her grin as she pawed the ground as she got ready to charge. "One, two, three here comes Medusa!" She chanted before kicking off and ran toward the girl. She wasn't going to do any major harm, oh no. She wouldn't dare harm a child! Her goal? Hitting her just enough with her body with just enough force to topple her to the ground. Medusa vs Delphi for Spar Round: 1/? Age: Over 1yr Size: Extra large Build: Light Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter "Medusa"

Delphi is excited about her opponent's enthusiasm, but her brow furrows slightly. Small like a cricket? Did she mean that green bug that hopped around buzzing all the time? Tilting her own head, she isn't sure what the woman means but brushes it off anyway. The woman's voice isn't malicious or taunting in any way so maybe cricket was someone's name. Not that she was given much time to consider this.

Suddenly, this Medusa is in a play bow, pawing at the dirt. Delphi's smile grows as she lets out an excited bark. "Bring your best!" She calls out as Medusa comes loping toward her. Looking up from her short height, Delphi braces herself. As Medusa plows into her, she skids back at first and then falls back onto her butt. Taking the momentary advantage where Medusa would be shifting her weight to do something else, Delphi slides down onto all fours until her belly is pressed against the ground. Then she pushes forward with all four paws and aims to playfully snap at Medusa's toes.

Delphi vs Medusa for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Under 1
Size: Extra small
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Leather bracers with cougar claws
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked collar of bear teeth
Companion 1: Male Binturong, 22” - Battle
Companion 2: Tasmanian Devil, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Saber fangs (Offensive)
Mutation 2: Spicy blood (Defensive)
Skills: Expert Healer & Novice Fighter

The little girl is excited. So that makes Medusa excited. She is interesting. She is someone Medusa is very, very interested in! The girl tells her to bring her best, and Medusa nods with all the enthusiasm of a child as the pair begin. She collides with the little girl, knocking her onto her butt. Medusa giggles with glee as she moves to readjust, though she does a bit of a hop, skip, and jump over Delphi after she feels a sharp nip on her toes. "Ouchie!" She yelps as she yanks her feet away, stumbling as she lands rather...ungracefully at Delphi's left side. She almost, almost nearly trampled her, she was sure, and she danced around trying not to step on the tiny child! Hoping she's unable to stomp on her, Medusa rotates her head to the side in an effort to pick the kid up on her own head in an effort to...well...toss her into the air like a hacky sack. If she ends up successful, she'll catch her, of course...provided the little girl didn't panic and make it hard to do so. Medusa vs Delphi for Spar Round: 2/2 Age: Over 1yr Size: Extra large Build: Light Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter "Medusa"

Through the trampling and moving of paws that is Medusa, Delphi can only curl in on herself and hope not to get trampled. She had felt her teeth graze against Medusa's toes and that had made her happy. Excited even! Her tricks were working! But now she had to avoid getting stomped to death. Quickly tucking her chin and putting her paws over her eyes, she cowered for a few moments until she heard Medusa shuffle and stop. One eye peaks between toes as she watches Medusa lean down with an open mouth. Wha-

Oh fuck! A yelp leaves Delphi as Medusa grasps her and lifts her up and into the air. There is no chance to retaliate as she somersaults higher and higher.

Delphi vs Medusa for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: Under 1
Size: Extra small
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Leather bracers with cougar claws
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked collar of bear teeth
Companion 1: Male Binturong, 22” - Battle
Companion 2: Tasmanian Devil, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Saber fangs (Offensive)
Mutation 2: Spicy blood (Defensive)
Skills: Expert Healer & Novice Fighter

And the winner is...

Medusa

Delphi must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Medusa: Attack Roll: 56 Defense Roll: 50 Agility Roll: 24 Perception Roll: 9 Total: 139 Attack[56] + 25% Bonus[14.00]: 70.00 Defense[50] + 5% Bonus[2.50]: 52.50 Agility[24] + 5% Bonus[1.20]: 25.20 Perception[9] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 9.00 Total[156.70] + 25% Bonus[39.17]: 195.88 Delphi : Attack Roll: 23 Defense Roll: 35 Agility Roll: 9 Perception Roll: 10 Total: 77 Attack[23] + 40% Bonus[9.20]: 32.20 Defense[35] + 40% Bonus[14.00]: 49.00 Agility[9] + 15% Bonus[1.35]: 10.35 Perception[10] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 10.00 Total[101.55] + -15% Bonus[-15.23]: 86.32