That night the babe would wake to a power-hungry mood. To where energy filled her dark soul and awaited it's release. Usually the woman constantly woke up to this mood-...but decided to fall back asleep. This time she would rise and make her way to the battlefield, where she would prove her excellence to the world. Where she would feel blood, warm blood, roll down her cheeks and send thrilling chills up her spine. It was time to show Alacritia who she was and why she was here. No matter the partner that responds to her summoning/challenging call. She was determined to feel blood, to draw it out of someone, and to taste it flowing through her jaws. Catrix, resting silently in the Saratoga Wood, would exhale smoothly as she stared into the ebony distance. Full of trees, full of ash, full of hell. Her forearms were crossed over her chest with her tail wrapped around her, keeping her warm from the lingering winter air. Even though spring was blooming from the icy shadows. The sooty bitch lowered her chin and rested it on the dusty ground- nearly sneezing to the stirring clouds of dirt. But she held it back and continued to stare into nothing. As if something so interesting was standing right there before her. But suddenly her train of thought crashed and collided with reality. Snorting softly, her mind immediately sank into thought. The first thing that came to her mind was 'blood.' A spar, of course, would sooth her gloominess. To feel pain. She'd rather feel pain then nothing at all...slowly rising to her feet, the woman would extend her back out to as far as she could manage. Her tail would align with her spine fleetingly. But as soon as it rose, it fell between her hind legs like a limb soggy piece of bark. Exhaling smoothly, the babe would turn and begin her run to the battlefield. While she traveled, though, she wondered who'd arrive to challenge her. To stand in saying, "I'm better than you. I'll fight you to prove it." A laugh bubbled easily from her throat at the thought. She hoped anyone would come at all! Once she was finished thinking she snapped back into reality, again, and quickened her speed through the dewy grass. But finally, she had made it. Catrix slowly lifted her muzzled and inhaled the clear air...blood. Decay. Death. She loved it all. Making her way toward a massive clearing the babe found her spot at the edge and tipped her head back, releasing a cracked, summoning howl for a partner. To see who would dare challenge her...

The beast would stalk towards the battlefield, blood seeping through his claws from pools both fresh and stale. Aqua gaze scanned the terrain, rumbling in his throat indicating irritation. Where the hell was everyone? Fools, the lot of them. He still sought a pack to join once again after his disappearance, the one he used to search for his damned goody two shoes brother. He thought he had found his trail once, but could not find it after. Perhaps it was no more then a figment of his putrid imagination. Teeth flashed, anger roiling in his mind and body. His fur would bristle, his walk turning into a quick trot as he sought to sink teeth into flesh on someone, anyone. The ashen male wanted to taste blood, to take out the frustrations of not being able to find his god forsaken brother. A growl bubbled in the blokes throat, deep and hearty like the demon he was. Would there ever be a pack to take him in somewhere? Ha! He doubted they could handle his insanity and constant outbursts. The need to constantly render flesh from bone. A stench of another would reach him, and the male would stop where he stood. Body low to the ground, he located the scent and moved forth. He never cared to play fair, something obvious in the war that had been held nearby once before. A low chuckle bubbled in his chest, slipping past parted jaws as he slunk towards the unsuspecting wench. Upon witnessing who the temptation was, he noted that she was indeed a beauty. And he wouldn't have minded fucking her instead of fighting her. But alas, perhaps he could get both...if she lost. Without hesitance, his speed moved faster, body low to the ground as his knees were bent. Ears plastered to his head, eyes narrowed, tail streamlined with his spine as his head was lowered over his throat, teeth baring in preparation to attack and defend. Hackles bristled along his body, his core tightened, claws digging into the ground with each passing step, toes spread and legs balancing his body as he streamlined towards her. He would arrive from behind, as silent as he could possibly. Jaws gaping as he aimed to close the distance, to try and bite the rump of the one who stood before him. All the same, his right paw would shoot forward in an attempt to hook around her right hind leg, to trip her behind and bring her hind end down. Should he succeed, he would attempt to lunge forward and grasp her scruff or the back of neck, to try and gain control and simultaneously, he would try to push his weight down upon her back end to try and keep her from getting up. All the while, his shoulder blades rolled forward to protect the sides of his neck, his scruff unprotected with the extension of his head. Jet VS Catrix --For ? Round 1/? Attacks: He would arrive from behind, as silent as he could possibly. Jaws gaping as he aimed to close the distance, to try and bite the rump of the one who stood before him. All the same, his right paw would shoot forward in an attempt to hook around her right hind leg, to trip her behind and bring her hind end down. Should he succeed, he would attempt to lunge forward and grasp her scruff or the back of neck, to try and gain control and simultaneously, he would try to push his weight down upon her back end to try and keep her from getting up. Defenses: body low to the ground as his knees were bent. Ears plastered to his head, eyes narrowed, tail streamlined with his spine as his head was lowered over his throat, teeth baring in preparation to attack and defend. Hackles bristled along his body, his core tightened, claws digging into the ground with each passing step, toes spread and legs balancing his body as he streamlined towards her. shoulder blades rolled forward to protect the sides of his neck "Speech"

Seconds would gradually turn to minutes as the young woman waited and waited. While she waited, she had set her defenses fleetingly. Toes splayed into the soft ground, legs widened with weight distributing to each for balance, eyes narrowed and brows furrowed, knees bent just slightly, ears lied back against her skull, chin tucked, lips curled into a snarl, and tail and head aligned with her spine. Her hackles were raised, and her shoulders were rolled slowly in order to bunch the flesh on her neck. The woman was ready- and she was paying great attention to her surroundings. Although...the man's aroma did come by surprise. By the time she noticed it, and heard the slightest movement from behind her- those strong pair of jaws had already latched onto her hindquarters. Burning pain rattled up her spine and she could feel the blood begin to leak from her body. But in spite of the pain, the woman had aimed to whip her body around to the left in hopes of avoiding the man's strike to her left hind leg. She also hoped this would cause the man to loose balance from missing the leg he was aiming for, and to release her rump by the sudden yank of her body. Though, if not, she would hope he wouldn't continue to pull her down. The least she hoped would happen would be for him to get dragged along with her hindquarters...unfortunately the boy, even when she had hopefully twisted to the left and out of the way of his claws, had caught a slip of her right hind thigh and had tore into it. So much pain came up from her hindquarters. The pain was unbearable- but giving up wasn't a choice. Catrix growled with frustration and, if she had knocked him off balance and had caused him to loose his grip, would take an uneasy step back and face the man fleetingly. She would not waste a second standing there. Her paws would propel herself at the man- and though he was a short distance, she would aim to be powerful. Even with her hindquarters burning with horrible pain from the powerful bite and minor tear on her right thigh. The babe would attempt to get close enough to move her right shoulder blade forward and aim to bash it into the fragile area between his left fore leg and the ribcage. This was all attempted on the man's left side. In addition to hopefully have her right shoulder blade rammed into the soft area between his ribcage and upper left forearm, she would attempt to twist her head to the left just slightly and aim her jaws to lift forward and snap around a small piece of flesh that's located on his cheek. If successful, she would aim to pull downward, either bringing his head with her or just pulling the flesh downward. Although her blind spot was nearby- and this gave the man the rather unfortunate opportunity to strike around that oblivious area. CATRIX v JET Round 1/2 for Dominance/? ATTACKS catrix had attempted to swing her body out of the way(to the left) of his right paw, but his claws would have gotten a slip of her thigh nevertheless. she hoped this would cause him to loose his grip on her rump(from the sudden swing of her hindquarters to the left), so that she could step back, angle herself toward him and attempt to get close to him at a powerful speed. if getting close enough, she'd throw her left shoulder forward and aim to bash it into the soft area between his upper left forearm and his ribcage. in addition to doing this she attempted to lift her jaws to his face, hoping to get at least a small bit of flesh to pull down on. DEFENSES toes splayed into the soft ground, legs widened with weight distributing to each for balance, eyes narrowed and brows furrowed, knees bent just slightly, ears lied back against her skull, chin tucked, lips curled into a snarl, and tail and head aligned with her spine. her hackles were raised, and her shoulders were rolled thoroughly in order to bunch the flesh on her neck. INJURIES deep/major bite located on her hips/rump & a minor tear located on her hind right thigh. NOTES hehe, this took me forever. ^^; tell me if anything needs explaining, or if I am adding too much movement to this post. just don't be afraid to tell me anything that you are uncomfortable with either! also, they can fight for dominance or something else? like if jet wins I guess he can have rights to catrix for it bit? i don't know, it's whatever your comfortable with. c: i also thought two rounds was good. if you want more than just tell me.

Jet

Teeth would close around the mark he had successfully chosen, blood seeping onto his tongue as he tore into flesh and muscle. The woman would wrench away as his claws swiped forward, catching her right thigh as she ripped free from his grasp. His legs remained squared, balancing until his airborne paw managed to find ground again. A snarl tore through his gullet, the Australian menace lurching forward to follow as she turned around to face him. Instantly, she would aim to bash into his left side, and he would turn himself to face her head on, rushing at her the same as she did to him in an attempt to close the short distance. Her shoulder would collide with his upper right chest, a bruise spreading and flashing across the area only causing him to wince, though he was sure she would feel it as well. As he moved, he would maintain defenses--Ears folded back, eyes narrowed, tail aligned with his spine for balance, claws digging into the ground for traction, toes spread, his abdomen tensing to reduce damage dealt there, shoulders rolled forward, scruff bunched, head tilted downwards to protect his neck, hackles bristling with the thrill of a fight, and jaws gaping as he sought to rip flesh from bone. However, as he came charging at her, he would feel teeth slicing through his left cheek and flesh would tear about two inches, the wound bleeding as he ripped away from her. With a cackle, he would bring his head down and to his left, attempting then to close his jaws around her face. Perhaps he would choose to rip the top of her muzzle, depending on how she moved. Or even try to scar her pretty little face. He was not above damaging vain faces, and she would be the unfortunate one. He strove to push against her, to force her back and possibly even topple her as he attempted to use his weight to gain leverage. A rippling snarl would emanate from parted jaws, the beast wanting to get his way. And yet, if he failed today, there was no denying he would keep trying in the future. Fight Stats Round: 2/2--Jet VS Catrix Defenses: Ears folded back, eyes narrowed, tail aligned with his spine for balance, claws digging into the ground for traction, toes spread, his abdomen tensing to reduce damage dealt there, shoulders rolled forward, scruff bunched, head tilted downwards to protect his neck, hackles bristling with the thrill of a fight, and jaws gaping as he sought to rip flesh from bone. Attacks: Attempt to bite her face, be it the top of her muzzle or the center of her face. Attempts to use his weight to push forward, to try and unbalance/push her back. Injuries: Heavily bruised chest, two inch gash on left cheek. Out Of Character Notes: I am up for anythin' with Jet, so it is up to you whether you want something to happen to Catrix or not. Though he will keep trying should he lose or anything. He is relentless, PM me if you have any other ideas, yes? Sorry for the short post, It would be longer but it's late and I'm pretty tired from working. Good post~ And good luck~ Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think

Pain, so much pain shot though her veins. But this was almost an alarm that went off in her body. Cover your jugular, flatten your ears. And so the woman did. Whilst she was snapping and biting weakly at the man's face she adjusted all her defenses. Well...all that she knew of. Her ears lowered back and flattened against her skull as if they hadn't ever existed. As she pulled down she made sure to keep her chin shielded before her throat. Eye would narrow deep into the man, and her eye brows would remain crinkled protectively. Shoulders were rolled and legs were widened out, weight distributed equally to each. Her toes were splayed into the dirt and her knees were slightly bent. Finally, the woman lifted her hackles yet again and growled softly, lips curling upward into a snarl and her tail aligning with her spine. This boy was obviously fighting her for something other than victory and dominance. Was it satisfaction? Maybe slavery? Not in a million years would she be owned by someone. The man was suspicious to her because his attacks were just brutal- and it seemed he was constantly trying to get her onto the ground. Catrix wouldn't let this happen. Not that night...But suddenly her confidence and power was sucked away as a pair of jaws angled themselves around the left side of her muzzle. Oh, how the pain just weakened her. It made her feel like she had just fallen into a bush of sharp thorns. He would push into her- causing winces and soft whines to escape her gullet. Just like the man had hoped she stepped back...but because of her balanced limbs and bent knees she did not topple over. She stood straight- but could fall at any minute. She could hear the dangerous snarls from the man slithering into her ears from just before her- when suddenly the woman attempted to push her whole body into him with a quick, large step forward. More pain, more blood dripped down her maw as his ivories tore open the top of her muzzle. But she continued on with heavy breathes leaving her nostrils. If the babe would have gotten close enough to the chest of the man when stepping forward, she'd, yet again, move her left shoulder forward with a great amount of power, aiming to bash it into his chest right where his lungs were located. She hoped to knock the breath out of him- causing him to release her ruined muzzle. And it seemed, because of her movement, his teeth were deep into her delicate flesh now. She'd have scars definitely...but now like she didn't have them everywhere anyways... CATRIX v JET Round 2/2 for Dominance/Control ATTACKS when jet had gotten ahold of her muzzle- she had stepped back, but because of her readjusted defenses she had enough balance within each leg to keep herself standing. but after a bit of just standing there with jaws wrapped around her face she attempted to press forward into the man. almost to where her chest would press up against his. by doing this his teeth would probably scrape against the top of her muzzle, leaving scars later on. but nothing too serious. if she had successfully made it close to him, she'd attempt to throw her left shoulder forward, aiming to bash it into his chest(where his lungs are located). she hoped this would knock the breath out of him, causing him to release her. DEFENSES ears flattened against her head, chin tucked to shield her jugular, eyes narrowed, brows wrinkled, lips pulled back into a deep snarl, hackles raised, shoulders rolled, legs widened out with weight distributed equally to each for balance, toes splayed into earth, knees bent for extra balance, tail aligned with spine. INJURIES deep/major bite located on her hips/rump, a minor tear located on her hind right thigh, moderate tears upon the top of her muzzle NOTES i just wanted to wish you good luck<3

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Jet v Catrix for Spar Round 1 Jet: 0 for clarity- -2 what angle is he attacking her at? -2 where on the rump is he aiming? -2 what does he hope to achieve with this attack? Is it for a hold? To cause lacerations?-2 where on her right hind leg his he hoping to hook his paw? -2 be specific in your attacks avoid using "or" then listing potential targets. -2 what is he hoping to grasp her neck with his fangs? forelimbs? 7 for powerplaying. -3 for conditionals, give your opponent time to respond to the first attack before adding in another, this almost inevitably makes for a messy fight right from the start. 7 for defenses. +1 for each -3 for not readjusting balance when lifting paw. Balance is key in a fight. 5 for attack. +1 for jaw attack (-2 for clarity) +2 for paw attack (-1 for clarity) +1 attack to scruff (points lost for pp and clarity) +1 pushing weight down (points lost for pp conditional) 10 for injuries. First Round Round one Total: 29 Catrix: 3 for clarity- -2 where on her rear did he latch onto her? -1 he's aiming for the right hind leg not the left. Minor directional goof but still an important one. -2 what angle is she approaching him at? -2 what is she hoping to accomplish with the shoulder attack? dislocate the shoulder? just cause bruising? knock off balance? 3 for powerplaying.-3 you need to give your opponent time to respond. If she's facing him it means you assumed her movement succeeded and he let go. -2 don't assume she's a short distance away -2 for conditional "if successful she would do such or etc." 10 for defenses.+1 for each seen 5 for attack.+2 for shoulder attack(-1 clarity issue) +3 jaw attack 10 for injuries.First Round Round one Total: 31 Round 2 Jet: 0 for clarity- -2 which way does he turn himself, sorry you have to say in your post. -2 how did the attack end up hitting his upper right chest instead of the intended target? -2 where on her face is he aiming to bite? -2 how is he positioning his jaws? for example where the lower jaw hoping to land? cheek? eye socket? -2 what's he pushing against her with? Chest? forelimbs?. 8 for powerplaying.-2 you still need to attempt to face her head on 10 for defenses.+1 for each seen 3 for attack. +1 for bite (-2 for several clarity issues) +2 for attempting to throw her off balance (-1 for clarity issue) 6 for injuries. -1 for minor gash to cheek -3 for severe bruising to chest Round two Total: 27 Catrix: 2 for clarity--2 where is she aiming with her first bit attacks? -2 you need to specify what part of her body she's aiming to collide with him, even if she plans to put the weight of her whole body behind it you need to state a contact point. -2 you also need to specify a contact point on him, what's she hoping to throw her body into? -2 where on the chest is she aiming to hit. Expanded lungs are large you need to be more specific than that 7 for powerplaying.-3 "snapping and biting weakly at the mans face" give your opponent time to respond to the first set of attacks before making another. 9 for defenses. 4 for attack.+0 for mini bites (points not give for clarity and powerplay issues) +2 body slam (-1 clarity issue) +2 for shoulder slam (-1 for clarity)) 7 for injuries.-3 severe wounds to muzzle, will likely scar Round two Total: 30 Totals: Jet: 56/100 Catrix: 61/100 And the winner is... Catrix! Jet must give up by either submitting, fleeing, or passing out. Damage: Jet- Severe bruising to chest will take several ooc days to heal, might constrict movement. Gash on left cheek will also take several days to heal, may leave a scar. Catrix - deep lacerations to rump will take an ooc week to heal and may affect her movement. Will likely scar. moderate-severe wounds to muzzle will likely scar. I imagine the flesh tore further in her attack heightening the severity of the wounds. Notes: For Drake Ah clarity, it's such a pain in the butt! But that's the area you need to practice in. Be as concise as you can. Not really much else to say at this point. Watch conditionals as well. The word "IF" almost always hails a conditional so a good rule of thumb is to avoid it. For SalmonYou're improving! You still need to watch the clarity and the conditionals. I'll repeat this for you as well, the word "IF" almost always hails a conditional so a good rule of thumb is to avoid it. If, then, etc. Keep your attacks and posts concise and don't fret as much about getting in a ton of attacks. It's no good if you loose all those points do to clarity and pp issues. - By [Lunarcat7]