Muscles flexed beneath the heaviness of a thick winter's coat. Tiros had grown quite bored in the short time in which they'd taken settlement in these lands. While Cirrus clearly took to easily killing off any who dared try to force themselves onto her, the Mireya male wanted nothing more but to hone his skills. It'd been long enough since the last he'd gotten into a meaningful spar or even a decent reason to fight. Which is how he found himself at the great wall his eyes seen 'pon arrival here. The several scents that clung to the lands here were faint, yet worth the perfect place to take on anyone that approached with intentions to entertain his vise. Inhaling sharply the crisp chilled air, he howled out to any who wished to take on his challenge. All four limbs spreading evenly against the terrain. Toes parted, while claws dug into the snowed ground for balance. Tail high and leveled in the air above his rear. Tip pointed to the straightening of his spine. Tiros silenced the howl to travel as it may. Head steady. Ready to tuck to block the soft open area of his throat. If he did not leave here bleeding, he ensured one of them would. "Tiros Mireya"

Well now, how long has it been since Rhazien heard the symphony of a battle cry? Drawn like a moth to a flame, the Saxe brute sauntered along the length of the wall, pursuing the familiar scent trail of a male he met days earlier. Initially, when he heard the beacon for a fight he hadn’t predicted it would come from someone he knew - but, being that he, the boy, and the girl shared such a lovely time at the ocean side, he couldn’t help but answer with enthusiasm. Plus, he was never one to back down from a battle.

Wearing the grizzly hide, Rhazien entered the makeshift battleground with a dazzling smile on his face- one that was charming, but in reality, indicated the joy he felt at the thought of bloodshed. Approaching the male, he took on a defensive posture; rolling his shoulders forward, straightening his tail, and tightening his core to center his gravity. “Looking for a spar, or some bloodshed?” His voice rang out across the clearing, but he didn’t stop in his advance. Regardless of the man’s answer, Rhazien would engage.

Suddenly picking up his pace, Rhazien attempted to barrel straight into the male, jutting his chest out to body slam him. Their sizes were nearly identical- so his goal wasn’t to topple him over, but to engage them power-driven grapple. In sync, his jaws splayed and he snapped at the male’s right shoulder, wanting to sink his serrated fangs into his flesh.

"Speech"

Rhazien vs Tiros for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: >1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Steel Serrated Fang Caps
Defensive Battle Accessory: Grizzly Cape
Skills: Novice Fighter & Novice Intellectual

He'd arrived. The one who helped with the crocodile not so long ago. A smirk pulled at his lips at the same time the male smiled t'wards him. Such a calm and silent gesture of both here for the same thing. Tiros rounded his shoulders. That soon followed shortly by a shrug. "I'd be lying if I said I didn't wish for both." His words were a bit seductive and taunting. Their builds match perfectly between the two. He just so happened to be a bit older than the Mireya twin himself. A shiver shooting through his veins at the anticipation of what was soon to come. The male's posture shifted. Legs picking up pace when the fight began. Their bodies smashed together by the chest. Blending the cloudy black mass into the dark abyss coat of his opponent. Tiros snarl moaned when teeth snapped the flesh of his shoulder. Seeking into the area easily. Some found his way of pleasure a bit disgusting when it came to fighting. He welcomed the pain. Admired it. Succumbed to it once it came to dominate his life. Muscles tightened under Rhazien's weight. Pushing back with the power of his own much like two large bulks during mating season. Jaws opened to latch onto the side of the male's thick neck. Head shaking enough to tear at the skin there. If he wished their bodies to be one, then one they shall be. "Tiros Mireya"

Tiros vs Rhazien for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: 3 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: N/A
Defensive Battle Accessory: N/A
Skills: N/A

Barreling forward, Rhazien was successful in both of his attempts. The collision of their chests winded him, but only for a moment. He was used to this type of grappling, and knew how to stagger his breaths until his lungs were at full capacity again. Splayed jaws found purchase on the male’s shoulder, in which he moaned through a growl. Was this guy turned on right now? It wasn't a foreign concept, just something he hadn't expected. Shaking the thought from his mind, Rhazien continued with his next assault.

Pain irrupted across the side of his neck, as the male’s jaws closed around a decently sized portion of flesh. His opponent's head started to shake, which made Rhazien’s move with the momentum- but the Saxe brute had other ploys in mind. Shifting his weight, Rhazien attempted to raise one of his front legs and swing it over the male’s shoulder, to try and shove his upper half down. In sync, he attempted to release his hold on Tiros’ shoulder and snake his jaws up to snap at the male’s face, wanting to grab whatever he could and force him to let go of his neck.  

"Speech"

Rhazien vs Tiros for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: >1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Steel Serrated Fang Caps
Defensive Battle Accessory: Grizzly Cape
Skills: Novice Fighter & Novice Intellectual

Blood trickled down where Rhazien’s teeth had once been. The satisfaction Tiros felt in landing his attack surged throughout his body. Sending a jolt of adrenaline into his veins. Which led him to continue the onslaught. There was just something about fighting that sent him into a whirlwind of bloodlust. If only they could fuck afterwards, it would end this spar with a very happy ending for at least one of them. Chuckles sounding out at the mere thought of this colossal brute mounting him. Tiros felt his body struggling to withstand the weight of his opponent. The moment he swung his front leg over his shoulders to press his top body to the ground. But, this did not deter him from letting go of the male’s neck. At. All. if anything he tightened his grip even more. Attempting to stay latched on as he felt his opponent’s breath fan over his face with every snap from close jaws. At the same time, paws pressed down to allow his shoulder to try and knock the other off of him. "Tiros Mireya"

Tiros vs Rhazien for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: 3 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: N/A
Defensive Battle Accessory: N/A
Skills: N/A

And the winner is...

Rhazien

Tiros must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Rhazien: Attack Roll: 51 Defense Roll: 65 Agility Roll: 69 Perception Roll: 92 Total: 277 Attack[51] + 10% Bonus[5.10]: 56.10 Defense[65] + 20% Bonus[13.00]: 78.00 Agility[69] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 69.00 Perception[92] + 5% Bonus[4.60]: 96.60 Total[299.70] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 299.70 Tiros : Attack Roll: 14 Defense Roll: 89 Agility Roll: 33 Perception Roll: 39 Total: 175 Attack[14] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 14.00 Defense[89] + 10% Bonus[8.90]: 97.90 Agility[33] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 33.00 Perception[39] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 39.00 Total[183.90] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 183.90