A heavily-scarred black female with lighter brindling and the obvious look of a warrior swaggers in to survey the pups, and her gaze swings over them to alight on Caelia and Tyto. "Well I do declare," she exclaims, "ain't you two jes' as cute as a couple little buttons? Come along now, let's jes' get out of the way." She leads the pair over to a circle of stones set into a ring in the ground. "Now, you jes' keep yourselves in that there circle, hear? If y'all step out you forfeit the match. I'll declare a winner once y'all are done going hog wild. You go first, sugar," she adds to Tyto.

Theta sat down at a good viewing distance to so the fight that was about to begin. Her brother Tyto was in this one and she would be here to cheer him on. This tournament was their chance to prove themselves to the world that the children of Tyranis and Leera were no pansies, they could hold their own.

Anxious for the fight to begin Theta shouted out words of encouragement to her feisty brother “Kick her butt bro!” She had no doubt in her mind that her brother would win, because if he didn’t she would never let him live it down.

His uncle Cloud had heard wind of something cool going on, asking the pups if they wanted to go check it out. Of course, Tyto was all for it. As were all the other pups! What they had come across had been pretty cool so far, and through the midst of it all, he found himself joining in some sort of tournament to see who could be the best of the best. Tyto, of course, had absolutely no doubts that it would be him. At the end of it all, Tyto stood among a huge crowd until eventually, a woman with a strange accent approached him. She picked him and another pup from the crowd, asking them to follow her and even going as far as calling him cute! He scowled. He was not some cute little pup! He was going to be a strong warrior someday, he'd show her! He had to admit though, she was pretty sweet. When she finished explaining the rules, Tyto nodded and looked at his opponent. Another pup older than him...but that didn't matter. He was pretty big for his age already. The girl who was to be his opponent was pretty, and the youth found himself gawking a little too long before shaking himself out of it. "I'm Tyto! I won't go easy, and I don't want you to, either. Mkay?" Normally, he wouldn't have even bothered to say anything and was likely go straight at her. But he didn't...yet.

Even though he said that he kind of...didn't want to go too hard on her. She was cute. He didn't want to mess up her pretty fur. Why couldn't he have been paired up with one of the other kids from his pack? Specifically the ones that weren't his siblings? Ah well, he supposed nothing could be done. Ears flicked as he heard his sister shouting encouragement, the boy turning and nodding with determination before returning his attention to his opponent. "Ready or not!" He shouted. The pup rolled his shoulders as he loosened up his muscles. Ears pinned to his head and his hackles were forced upward to make himself appear bigger. Magenta eyes narrowed to slits and he bared sharp, pointy white teeth. He had had absolutely no fighting experience and had yet to be trained, so he would do what he normally did with his siblings. Tyto was the rough and tumble type. He didn't know how to be gentle, and often made his siblings cry because of it.

Would she cry, too? Only one way to find out.

Tyto scraped each front paw across the ground to test the footing, prepping himself for his charge. Once satisfied, he let loose the roughest puppy growl he could manage and charged forward. He aimed to come at Caelia head on, his chest thrust forward as he aimed to crash his whole body into hers. As he did this, he would lift the front half of his body upwards and attempted to get each foreleg around her neck. Right foreleg sought to hug the left side and left foreleg sought to hug the right side of her neck, his vain attempt to hug and hold onto her. His head would aim towards her own left side, mouth opening as he aimed to plant pointed sharp teeth into her left ear. He wanted to grab it and tug it as hard as he could, just like he did with his own siblings. A series of growls erupted from him, the boy determined to show everyone here who was boss!

Tyto VS Caelia for Tournament Spar
Round 1 of ?
Size: Extra Large
Build: Medium
Fight Skill Level: Beginner

Caelia couldn't shake the feeling that maybe she was being a a hypocrite by coming here. Hadn't she just told her mother that fighting wasn't really her biggest interest? Though she hadn't decided right away to join the rumored tournament, knowing that Artur was dead-set on participating had been enough to really spark her interest. She had no doubt they would do well - especially when she saw exactly who she was fighting. He looked significantly younger than her, almost laughably so, despite his size. But still - how could she lose a gawky youth? Caelia cast a double-take at the coydog that had paired them up, wondering if she'd made some kind of mistake. Clearly not, as she merely smiled at her and nodded, gesturing for Tyto to begin. "Like I'd go easy on you. I'm here to win," Caelia replied stiffly, narrowing her eyes as she examined the oversized boy in front of her. She stiffened as he made to charge at her, not completely sure how to defend herself against his attacks, but she was willing to try anyway. She wrinkled her nose and lowered her core toward the ground; she had about as much fighting experience as he did but she was hopeful her age would work to her advantage. Caelia felt a rush of adrenaline as he started to growl (a foolish sound, at least to her ears) and charged toward her - she wasn't afraid but she felt some kind of nervous excitement that was hard to ignore. Ouch! Though she braced herself for the impact, he hit harder than she expected him to, his forepaws landing hard on her shoulders and refusing to let go. Her instinct was to pull away, annoyed at his brutish attack, but she held her ground and felt the sharp sting of his teeth snapping at her left ear. How dare he! Returning the growl with a higher pitched snarl of her own, she used her own frame to ram back into him, snapping her own jaws at the side of his face, hoping desperately to grab hold of the sensitive skin at the corner of his mouth, at least enough to get him to back off a bit. CAELIA vs TYTO for Tournament Spar Round 1 of 2 Size: Medium Build: Light Fight Skill Level: Beginner

Whoa! He was not entirely prepared for any of that. The air rushed from his lungs on impact. He had been expecting her to move, but she didn't. But at least she was kinda sorta where he wanted her. But he was also kinda sorta screwed. Pointed teeth dug into her ear, the boy faltering when she uttered a growl of her own. Double whoa! He and his siblings definitely did not have growls like that, but then again, they were all younger then this pretty little girl. Though he wouldn't admit it, he was pretty intimidated by her. Not just because she was bigger, older, and potentially stronger than him, but she was also pretty. And honestly, she was the first pup he'd ever seen outside of Erovrare. He couldn't exactly say his own siblings were pretty, or the other three pups they shared their home with. They were all just weird.

Okay. He was thinking about this too much. Whether she was trying to intimidate him on purpose or not, it was sorta working. She pushed back, forcing the boy to extend his hind legs as far as they could go as he tried to keep his footing. But when she snapped at him, her teeth pinched the corner of his lips and he gasped with surprise. He released her ear, the boy finally slipping into the sand and turning himself so that he was on his back. He was still in the same place, just...on his back. His head was beneath her chest, and as he watched her loom over him, he got an idea!

He curled his tail over his stomach for protection before he started his attacks. With a grunt, he coiled his hind legs and then aimed to kick wildly towards her face with both hind feet. Simultaneously, he did the same with his front feet, flailing all four legs in an effort to beat at her face, neck, chest or whatever he could reach. Meanwhile, he turned his head to his left and towards her right foreleg as he aimed a hard bite at her wrist.

Tyto VS Caelia for Tournament Spar
Round 2/2
Size: Extra Large (Pup)
Build: Medium
Fight Skill Level: Beginner

He didn't seem like he was going to let go any time soon, at least that was how it felt to her. Caelia felt teeth digging into her ear, the pain stronger than she'd expected - it wasn't enough to make her want to give up, but it still caught her briefly off guard. She didn't want to admit she was slightly afraid of the much younger boy, but she totally was a little wary of him.. he had a childlike fearlessness that she couldn't replicate, as hard as she tried to seem calm and collected. Surely as an Adravendi she could still come out on top, even if the fight was more difficult than she expected. What she also didn't expect was to see him flip backwards, over onto his back, his tail curling over his stomach. Without hesitation, before she could really react, he was kicking up at her with his wide paws, and she let out another snarl, trying to retract away from him. Pulling back too far though felt like it might equate to admitting defeat - and he made that option impossible as he leaned over to latch his jaws onto her right forelimb. Thinking fast, she snapped her jaws down at him, aiming to grab near his throat again, not overly hard but hoping she could somehow grab hold of his neck from the side - as he held firmly onto her leg - hoping the pressure was just enough to force him to relinquish her hold on him. CAELIA vs TYTO for Tournament Spar Round 2 of 2 Size: Medium Build: Light Fight Skill Level: Beginner

And the winner is...

TYTO	CAELIA must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Tyto: 128.95 Caelia: 123.35

- Judged with Love by Tea

Somehow, his stupid attack work. She'd been trying to grab onto one of his limbs to get him to stop kicking, hoping that gaining a hold on just one leg might make the other three stop, but she had no such luck. The boy just kept kicking and kicking and finally she backed up just enough to push herself out of the ring and thus, she'd lost. Damnit! She released her hold on him, breathing hard as she tried to catch her breath, though in the midst of it all she let loose an annoyed growl. Had she seriously just lost to a little kid? Apparently. Hopefully Artur hadn't seen. She felt embarrassment rising to her cheeks in a rush of invisible warmth as she cast Tyto one final glare before stepping out of the ring, wanting nothing more than to hide her face for losing to someone so much younger than her. Next time, I'll kick his ass, she thought to herself, deciding she would find him again and challenge him to a fight once he was fully grown.

He flailed. That was about all he could do, along with trying to bite her. The older girl tried to get a hold of his leg and succeeded for the most part, which in turn caused him a little internal panic. But as he braced for her retaliation, the coydog judge thing called an end to the fight and named him the winner. What? Whoa! He won!? The girl released him and he got up and shook the dust off his fur, a big grin on his face. The girl didn't look happy, and he probably wouldn't be either if he had lost. But hey, that wasn't his problem. He wore a smug look at his flashed a toothy grin at her, but before he could say anything she took off and glared at him. Shrugging, he bounded away to go brag.