It had been some time since Dragon had been to the battlefield, but here he was looking to test his skills. He had been training for a long while now, but he wanted to test himself against someone he didn't know. Or rather, someone who wasn't his mother or his companions. The pines had grown quiet, but the North itself not so much. A new pack had moved into the North, and Dragon felt it might be best to keep himself up to the task of being able to protect himself and those he cared for should the new pack be the unfriendly sort. He knew Mask's pack had been there for a bit now, though he hadn't stopped for a visit, he had scented the man he met on the ship in that area. He knew the North too well, enough to know when things about it changed. Like packs and such. Furthermore, Mask's pack had taken over the Pines, so Dragon and the others were forced to move elsewhere. He was irked, but it was always something rogues had no real power over. And he wasn't about to fight the pack for the pines... Standing tall in the center of a clearing, he tilted his head back and called for an opponent. Soon after, he dropped his head and settled into a relaxed yet defensive stance. He was ready to start as soon as possible. He wanted to vent his frustrations out, but he wouldn't be too harsh unless his opponent really deserved it. "Dragon"||Kimahri||Shiva

As the scent of these battle-worn lands entered his nostrils, the man felt a surge of glee, his tail lifting as he trotted across the battlefield. A feeling of youthfulness filled him as he took in the sights of the barely changed landscape. He knew he'd have limitations in a fight with any wolf here, but he wouldn't let that stop him from indulging in a good scrap, no matter the outcome. When a howl rang out, Xephyris perked toward it and quickly determined where it was coming from. He changed his direction and sought the other competitor on the field. When he came across the wolf that had called for a sparring partner, he chuckled to himself. Of course his opponent was much larger than him. When had they really ever been his own size? No matter, he wasn't going to turn tail just because of this. If there was one thing he'd never backed down from, it was a fight, and today was no different. Xephyris moved to place himself head on in front of the other wolf, a respectful distance away. He dipped his head to the larger man. "I haven't brawled in a while," he rumbled as he began to lower himself into a fighting stance, flexing stiff muscles, "I could use a little warm-up." He grinned slightly, hoping his small taunt would ruffle his opponent's fur a little to get him started. "Talk" "You" Think

An answer to his challenge came swiftly. He heard the approach before he heard the words, the earthen male listening intently as paw steps drew closer. "I haven't brawled in a while," The voice began. "I could use a little warm-up." Dragon lightly smirked, but it quickly faded away. The voice belonged to a male he didn't know, an older male by the sound of it. He signaled to his companions that they wouldn't be joining him in this one. He wanted to test himself. Alone. One on one. "I agree, so let's get to it then, shall we?" He listened carefully to his opponent's movements, trying to pinpoint where he was. Ears lightly twitched as the sounds around him seemed amplified. A result from all the time he had learned to use his hearing and other senses since he had lost his sight. He swiftly settled himself into a defensive stance, starting with his what remained of his ears pinning to his head. Head lowered over his throat, chin tucking to protect it. Shoulders rolled forward to protect the sides of his neck, as well as pulling his scruff forward to add a fatty layer of protection. Hackles rose along his spine, tail flagging out to align perfectly with his head and spine. His stance widened to hip and shoulder width apart to better his balance. Once he was done settling his defenses, he waited a moment before deciding his next move. He couldn't see his opponent, but he assumed that the other male was well prepped in his defenses as well. With that thought in mind, Dragon decided it was time. His head was lowered, almost as if he were investigating the ground. Though with his sightless gaze, it was hard to tell what his intentions were. Suddenly and without warning, he launched himself in Xephyris' direction. Paws ate the distance as he sought to close the distance between them, coming head on towards the smaller male. Dragon's shoulders jutted forward as he aimed to crash both the point of his shoulders and his whole chest into Xephyris' own chest (or whatever part he could manage to find since he wasn't entirely sure where he was hitting just yet, let alone the male's exact position). Simultaneously, his jaws would twist to the right as he aimed a bite to Xephyris' right ear, seeking to grip it and cause pain. As he did this, he lifted his left foreleg and aimed to wrap it over the smaller male's neck in an effort grip him close. His own hind legs spread a little more as he distributed his weight more evenly upon them. Dragon vs Xephyris for SPAR Round 1/2 Height: 39" Build: Heavy "Dragon"||Kimahri||Shiva

There was no more need for words. Xephyris lowered his center of gravity by bending his knees and elbows, rolling his shoulders forward to protect his neck. He tipped his chin downward to keep his throat covered. The hackles along his neck and back rose defensively, while his ears flattened to keep them out of reach. His tail lifted and straightened out behind him, aligned with his spine to aid with his balance. He eyed his opponent for a moment, noticing how the male's gaze seemed to drift off-center, and he didn't seem to be looking anywhere in particular. It was peculiar, but not knowing of the brute's condition, Xephyris didn't quite know what to make of it. When the larger, younger male lowered his head, Xephyris didn't expect him to lunge, and was taken off guard. Normally he could watch his opponent's gaze to see where they intended to go, but this was different. What was going on? He didn't have much time to react as the larger wolf closed the distance between them, and he knew an attempt to dodge would just be too slow. He still had his reflexes, but his body couldn't quite keep up. So instead of trying to get out of the way, Xephyris lowered his head so that Dragon's chest slam struck the back of Xeph's shoulders. It would leave a mild bruise, and Xephyris felt his hind legs give out a bit from the force, falling back onto his left hip. He found his head and neck underneath the front of Dragon's chest - this caused his opponent's bite to miss his ear, though his left foreleg was able to reach over Xeph's back, just over the back of his shoulders. The claws of his forepaws dug into the ground as he made an effort to retaliate. His head twisted sharply up and to the right, parted jaws seeking the skin of Dragon's right armpit. He would try to find a grip there, hoping to inflict moderate punctures and keep a hold. In his position, it was about all he could do until he was able to get to his paws again, a difficult task with such a large male standing over him. Xephyris vs. Dragon for Spar 1/2 Height: 30" Build: Heavy "Talk" "You" Think

Heart pounded in his ears as he had surged forward, hoping that he would hit something. To his surprise and satisfaction, he did end up hitting his target, and everything began to fall into place the moment after impact. Now that he was close to his opponent, he had a better feel for his opponents position and everything. A mild bruise blossomed on his own chest from the impact they had just made. His bite had missed with teeth clicking shut on air with an audible 'snap.' He did, however, manage to get his left foreleg over the older man's back. He felt his opponent's body move in a way that suggested he had lost his balance, and he could feel his opponents head near his chest now. He felt teeth sink into the skin on his right armpit, causing Dragon to growl with pain as moderate puncture wounds were made. The new wound pulsed with pain, but it was soon taken over with adrenaline as he pushed on. The earthen male ensured his defenses were in place with hackles raised, weight evenly distributed across his hind legs with stance hip-width apart. Tail tucked beneath him to protect his belly and other important bits. Teeth bared and his head and chin were tucked, hind claws digging into the earth and toes spread to further accommodate his position. Dragon decided to take the opportunity of being so close, seeking then to bring his right foreleg up and forward in an attempt to wrap his right forepaw behind Xephyris' neck while his left foreleg remained upon Xephyris' back, claws gripping into the fur. Dragon shoved forward, using his weight and traction to shove his chest into Xephyris' head while simultaneously leaning his front half towards his right in an attempt to finish unbalancing Xephyris' completely and to (hopefully) throw him upon his left side and onto the ground. Head then tilted downward, jaws agape as he lunged his head in an effort to sink his own teeth on the back of his opponents head. Upper fangs sought a grip behind Xeph's left ear, and bottom fangs sought to pierce behind his right ear. If he could gain control of his opponents head and get him onto the ground, then this fight would surely end swiftly! Dragon VS Xephyris for SPAR Round: 2/2 Height: 39" Build: Heavy "SPEAK!"||Kimahri||Shiva

And the winner is...

DRAGON! Due to Xephyris not posting in the allotted time the fight has been defaulted in Dragon's favor. Xephyris must now give up by either submitting, fleeing or passing out.

Winner can now....