Sirius Warlord Sirius was beat, from spending his day being an emotional (and physical) punching bag to those he loved that had lost Archon, and then scouting the area around their chosen hideaway. Truth was, he was avoiding Zee, just a little, because every time he saw her he felt this overpowering compulsion to sit on her and not let up. He was so afraid that if he turned his back on her, something in this disaster would end her life. Instead of facing it like a normal person, he lived in denial, and kept away until he felt he was exhausted enough to drain away some of the stronger points of his emotions. Tired, bruised, and bloody, he dragged his way to her side and collapsed beside her, pulling her towards him just a little. not because he was giving into his compulsion at all, but because… well… that was exactly what he was doing. He let out a soft, protective growl at the same time. A possessive, bastardly noise. "Speech"

Zee's head lifted as her mate strode up. He looked to be in bad shape, and her eyes were wide with speechless concern as he ambled over and flopped beside her. "What the hell happened?" She questioned accusingly, remembering how he'd taken on a melee with Winterfell's wolves a while back. She got to her feet, wiggling out of his grasp to lean over him to properly inspect his battered form. After a few moments of observation, she lifted a paw to kick him in the leg. "Get up." Zee demanded as she nudged him. "We need to go find Lucretia so you can get looked at." Though she tried hard to keep it inside, Zee was worried. Sirius was a powerhouse - the strongest wolf she'd ever met. If someone could do this to him, what could they do to her? Were they still in the area? Did he at least tell Deathbelle? First the volcano erupts, and now Sirius was attacked by god knows who. It was becoming increasingly hard to call this land her 'new home.' "Speech"

Sirius Warlord Zee reacted to his slightly rugged appearance, and then wiggled free of his grasp. He gave a disgruntled growl as his mate sat up and took a look at him. He would much rather have wrapped his paws about her and held her close. He was still feeling a little wild around the edges, and it didn’t help that he couldn’t take out any of his emotions when he and Deathbelle had fought. He had been nothing but defensive and careful, which explained how easily she had mauled him. “No.” he growled, stubborn and pig headed as he got to his feet and moved to grab her with a paw in an attempt to keep her going too far. “Lady Lucretia has enough on her plate, it’s nothing but a scratch” he told her. Okay, so it was slightly more than that, but he knew how to keep it clean and he could go without pain meds. Besides, the pack likely was running on bare minimum for supplies at the moment. “I tripped.” He told her, and then flashed a grin, knowing she wouldn’t believe it for a heartbeat. Still, would she let it lie? He was clearly reluctant to speak on it. He grabbed for her again, a growl subtle in his throat. “Zee.” he said, need in his voice, the need to know she was here and real and his. Couldn’t she see the wildness in his eyes? The desire to stand over her and growl at anyone who so much as looked sideways at her? "Speech"

Zee gave him a blank stare of disbelief as he waved off her concern, calling his injuries a mere scratch. She blinked at him, eyes narrowing in a terse stare. "Maybe you should trip again, might knock some sense into you." She responded dryly, sighing as she moved to lick gently at his wounds. Sirius wasn't stupid, if whomever had harmed him this way had been a danger to the pack then he'd have said so. Perhaps it was Hannibal, or Harbringr in another spar. Her small head shook gently at the thought and she continued to try and clean his injuries. He grabbed for her and she let herself fall against him, leaning into his soft fur and looking up at his soft blue eyes. She could see the emotion within them and she swallowed her own feelings down. It was common knowledge at this point how obsessive and possessive Sirius could be and the fact that he belonged to her made her heart flutter wildly. Kids. One day they'd have kids. He'd be hers forever, and she his. "Sirius." The name was a soft contented sigh, and she did her best to push down the desire she felt beneath his intense stare. "You have a choice, either you let me call Lucretia or you let me take care of your wounds." "Speech"

Sirius Warlord He only smiled at her fondly as she hinted at the lack of sense between his ears. He was just grateful she moved closer, and he hid a wince as she licked at his wound. He didn’t protest as she saw to him, but he did also let in to his desire to pull her close, and was satisfied when she didn’t fight him. He breathed in the scent of her deeply as he held her close, a protective rumble in his throat. “Mine.” he said, the words holding a bite as he enveloped her with his large paws. He would have gladly continued to hold her there, breathing in the scent of him, and letting it bring him peace and calm, but she spoke, and he sighed. “Don’t call Luce, you can see to them if you want” he said. His actions disagreed with his words as he tightened his grip on her, and he gave her a wet lick against her ear, and bit down gently against her scruff, growling softly. Essentially claiming her as his with his actions, even if there was no one else around for his dominance display. "Mine. Wife." He repeated. Then, finally, released her and gave her space to see to his wounds if she chose to. "Speech"

Zee hid her smile of amusement as he continued his possessive display, glad he had agreed to let her see to his wounds. Zee was no healer, but it'd be better then nothing. She'd picked up some tips from Lucretia when Deathbelle was pregnant and she knew her way around some herbs. Though he'd agreed, he only clung to her tighter. It'd be more then difficult to reach his wounds while wrapped up in his arms. His teeth came down upon her scruff and she felt the vibrations on her skin as his growl slipped out. Zee shuddered softly, though was not prepared to submit just yet. As much as she enjoyed his possessive streak, she also enjoyed playing the game of cat and mouse. With his mouth upon her scruff she angled her head up so that her muzzle pointed towards his ear, being careful to not contort her neck in a way that would make his grip painful. "We're not married." She whispered to him, her small smile widening slightly. It wouldn't be the first time she'd told him and she didn't think it'd be the last either, but Zee was set upon being as annoying as possible to her overbearing titan. If he'd released her she hadn't noticed - her focus was too set upon him to feel his gentle teeth any longer. "Speech"

Sirius Warlord Somewhat definitely to his actions, she twisted around to look at him, and he could see the rebuke in her eyes even before she opened her mouth and spoke. He set his chin stubbornly and only showed her a frown - having released his hold on her neck. She continued to say that she was not his wife - but they had agreed on a honeymoon, and well that was delayed with the pesky timing of the volcano, he did and would continue, to consider her his. She was his wife, his mate. His, his his. He growled again and gave her a gentle tap on the nose with his own, staring her down as he did so. “Your my wife. he countered. “I claim you, and if you really protested you should have backed away sooner.” He warned her. Would he have let her go? He wasn’t entirely certain, and realised that question would do him no good now. “No. I’m calling you wife, if you want me to stop, make me " he threatened. Before, he had simply ignored her, and called her wife regardless of her protests, but he was on edge, and he wanted to bury himself in her scent and call her his, and for her to agree, dammit. he stared her down before snapping his head forward in an attempt to grab her scruff in his jaws again. Sirius vs Zeitgeist for Dominance and right to mate Round One of ? Size: Dire Wolf Build: Medium Companion One: Extra large companion, Battle Vulture (plus 10%) Companion Two: Snow Leopard (plus 10%) Battle Accessory (Offensive): Bracers Battle Accessory (Defensive): Bracers Mutation: Fangs Fight Skill Level: Master Specialty: Weaponsmaster "Speech"

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Sirius tapped her nose with his own and she frowned back at him, her brows furrowing in a glare. He challenged her to 'make him' stop, and then moved to grab her scruff. Zee's lips parted in a snarl and she turned as she felt his teeth meet her scruff. "If you wanted somebody submissive maybe you should have claimed that slave you picked up in the battlefield." She snapped back. This wasn't exactly a fair fight, but he wasn't giving her any other option. The blue-tinted woman resigned herself to simply giving it her best shot and make him sorry he tried. She aimed to latch her teeth upon his face - carefully avoiding the eyes - and to hopefully grab upon the flesh of his lower cheek. It wasn't the best course of attack, but with his positioning and hold upon her scruff there was not much else in range to bite upon. It didn't help that previously they were wrapped in a cuddle, and the she-wolf thrashed against him with her legs to hopefully work her way out of proximity to him. This fight would go best if she was not held in his arms, and she aimed to get herself in a standing position to better defend herself - and maybe beat her thorn-wrapped against him painfully in the process. Sirius vs Zeitgeist for Dominance and Right to NOT mate Round One of Two Size: Small Build: Light Companion One:  Rough Scaled Bush Viper Battle Accessory (Offensive): Thorn wrappings on legs Fight Skill Level: Expert "Speech"

Sirius Warlord Sirius was already a little bloody, and the quick movement reopened his wound, and the scent of blood filled the air. He ignored it as through he barely felt it. There was something in his eyes that burned and devoured as he stared her down. When his teeth clamped onto her scruff, he ensured his grip was gentle, but firm, holding fast to her as she scrambled to pull herself from his lap. He aimed to give her a heavy handed tug, in the hopes he could force her to fall back into his arms, even as he himself sought to find his feet. Her thorn wrapped paws did find him, beating against and pricking him with their sharpened edges. He growled at her, the sound not so much angry… as warm, inviting almost. He aimed to pull himself over her if he was successful in pulling her to the ground, as through to pin her down with the unfair advantage of the weight of his body. His skin was warm to the touch, and she might find in his eyes the warning that this was about more than just the rights to call her wife. It was the rights to own her claim her, to leave his scent upon her. Sirius vs Zeitgeist for Dominance and right to mate Round Two of Two Size: Dire Wolf Build: Medium Companion One: Extra large companion, Battle Vulture (plus 10%) Companion Two: Snow Leopard (plus 10%) Battle Accessory (Offensive): Bracers Battle Accessory (Defensive): Bracers Mutation: Fangs Fight Skill Level: Master Specialty: Weaponsmaster "Speech"

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Zee was altogether too small to fight his overpowering size and found herself easily and quickly dragged to the ground. Her snarl increased in volume, her desperation and frustration sounding through into it. His own growl sent waves of feelings through her body and though a large part of her wanted to give in, the prideful servant would never let this happen without a fight. She continued to kick out at his body as he pinned her down. The primal urges within her made it hard to separate everything she was feeling. Instinctively she knew he'd already bested her and it thrilled her to her core to know how powerful and commanding her titan truly was; the other part of her was prideful and feisty, unwilling to back down from any kind of fight. She'd always fought him - body and mind - even when she was slave and he was vessel. Today was no different. She saw the passion in his eyes and did her best to shove the recognition to the side, moving in to aim a bite as hard as she could upon his face. Her attack was wild and uncontrolled, though she did not care where upon his face it might land she only wanted to cause him pain enough to release her. Sirius vs Zeitgeist for Dominance and Right to NOT mate Round Two of Two Size: Small Build: Light Companion One:  Rough Scaled Bush Viper Battle Accessory (Offensive): Thorn wrappings on legs Fight Skill Level: Expert "Speech"

And the winner is...

SIRIUS

ZEITGEIST must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. SIRIUS now has the right to mate with ZEITGEIST. Totals: Sirius: 264.13 Zeitgeist: 194.76