"Aslatiel Fatalis" As was her way of late, Aslatiel was waiting on the fighting platform. Eventually someone would come along to spar with, right? They usually did, at least. She'd taken off her armor after training with the dummies and was sprawled out on the edge of the platform, grey and white paws hanging over into the air. As usual, Aslatiel had a lot to think about. She was serious about this fighting business and was slowly working her way up as far as raw skills went. There was also the matter of her grandmother. She had seen Resin kissing Tamsyn. They were both girls! She had no idea that this was a thing. Why had no one ever told her? She'd have been kissing girls this whole time. The cream and grey young woman made up her mind that she would kiss Kaizer as soon as possible, just to see if girls kissed differently than boys.

♩

Sedna had been dedicating much of her time to healing, but that wasn’t really her purpose here was it? She was a warrior by rank, and so she felt obligated to actually fulfil the role she had been assigned.

Making her way down to the plains, she approached the platform to find the young princess perched on it’s edge. She smiled an easy smile, her tail waving welcomingly behind her. She hadn’t officially met the daughter of Sirius yet, but had seen her at training with Tamsyn and that was enough for her to feel comfortable with knowing the girls purpose here. She had been the same at that age. Jumping up nimbly for all the extra weight she was carrying, she wandered into the centre of the platform. "Wanna put these old bones to the test?" The Archer-Lyall asked, rolling her shoulders forward defensively and tipping her chin down to protect her throat, all while knowing she was far too young to be old, but surely must seem it to the wolf in front of her.

"speech".

on the level with you

In fact, the grey woman didn't seem old to the girl. She was a year old now and this wolf could only be a year or so older than she. Besides, her grandmother told her that age was in the mind. She wouldn't lie to her, right? You were only as old as you felt. Asla, for example, was currently feeling like an old woman. She'd been deep in thought about various things an overthinking always made her feel old. Tomorrow or even an hour from now, she might feel differently, but for now, she was old.

Seeing the nameless woman settle in for a spar, Aslatiel rose easily to her paws and took up position across from her. She didn't reply. She didn't need to. The girl squared her frame, head dropping even with her spine. Ears tucked back against her skull and her tail stood out ramrod straight for balance. Suddenly, a thought exploded within her mind and a slight smirk tugged at her maw. "If I win, I get a kiss." Now she wouldn't have to wait for Kaizer.

Rather than going through the pleasantries of asking who would attack first, Asla took the initiative. The girl rushed forward towards her opponent. Jaws opened wide as she feigned a dive as though she would grab one foreleg. Instead she juked to the side and ducked under the woman, intent on using the quills of her porcupine armor to keep the woman upright while she sank her teeth into one hind knee.

Aslatiel Sirin Fatalis vs Sedna for Spar (A kiss)
Round 1/3
Age: Under 1.
Size: Small
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Kudu Skull with antlers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Porcupine Armor
Companion 1: Snow Leopard, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Bat, Female - Flying
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Skills: Advanced Hunter & Expert Fighter
Specialty: N/A

Sedna smirked at the stakes, barely managing a nod before the younger wolf was charging at her. She almost forgot about wolves here fighting with armour until she felt the brush of hard spines along the underside of her ribs, well that was going to make things difficult, wasn’t it? It really limited her options of where to retaliate for the sharp pinch of teeth against her knee.

The Archer-Lyall aimed a sharp bite to the base of the younger wolf’s tail then pushed off the ground with her rear legs twisting to get the smaller wolf out from beneath her. She landed in a crouch low to the ground, bracing, knowing the move had undoubtedly cost her time.

"speech".

we wear red so they don’t see us bleed

Sedna Archer-Lyall vs Aslatiel for spar
Round 1/3
Age: over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Opossum, Male - Battle
Skills: Novice Fighter & Intermediate Healer
Specialty: N/A

Of course biting the woman's knee would leave her hind end vulnerable. Asla took the bite, which thankfully wasn't too hard, and grimaced as she kept the hold on the knee. A moment later though, the knee was jerked from her jaws as her opponent leapt into the air. Well... that would leave a mark.

As Sedna sprang away like a frog, Aslatiel was already turning in that direction and was lined up for her next attack. The horns atop her helmet turned backwards and so her opponent wouldn't be impaled by them unless she really wanted them to be. Instead, Asla rushed Sedna, intent to slam her head into the larger woman's ribs like a battering ram.

Aslatiel Sirin Fatalis vs Sedna for Spar (A kiss)
Round 2/3
Age: Under 1.
Size: Small
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Kudu Skull with antlers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Porcupine Armor
Companion 1: Snow Leopard, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Bat, Female - Flying
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Skills: Advanced Hunter & Expert Fighter
Specialty: N/A

The Archer-Lyall could feel dampness gathering on her knee, the adrenalin keeping the pain at bay for now, but the hard hit that came at her ribs with that skull helmet, there was no avoiding. She bit back a curse to herself, she really wasn’t in her best form today, and struggled to suck air back into her lungs as her dull claws scraped across the platform with the force of it. When her momentum slowed, she pushed forward, aiming low to bring her own unarmoured skull into the stomach of the younger wolf, more concerned with holding her own than winning at this point. Maybe afterwards she’d hit the princess up for some battle accessory advice.

"speech".

we wear red so they don’t see us bleed

Sedna Archer-Lyall vs Aslatiel for Spar (Kiss)
Round 2/3
Age: over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Opossum, Male - Battle
Skills: Novice Fighter & Intermediate Healer
Specialty: N/A

Her hit connected, but so did Sedna's. Asla wheezed as the air was knocked out of her and she fought to suck breath back in while keeping her hold. Still thinking on her paws, Aslatiel used the momentum of the strike to her stomach to spin and leap towards Sedna again with jaws open. She aimed to sink her teeth into that same mangled knee for a second time. Hopefully the pain would cause the older woman to admit defeat. Simultaneously, Asla turned her quills inward in the hopes of preventing Sedna from getting too close. They were almost done here and she was excited to see who would win and whether or not she would win her kiss.

Aslatiel Sirin Fatalis vs Sedna for Spar (A kiss)
Round 3/3
Age: Under 1.
Size: Small
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Kudu Skull with antlers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Porcupine Armor
Companion 1: Snow Leopard, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Bat, Female - Flying
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Skills: Advanced Hunter & Expert Fighter
Specialty: N/A

Teeth clamped down on her already injured knee and the Archer-Lyall grit her teeth. It was now or never and as much as she was loathe to make contact with the sharp rattling spines of the princesses armour, she was out of choices now. Sometimes you had to sacrifice your hide to gain the upper hand. Her teeth bit firmly (with no intention to pierce or tear, hoping only to pinch) the thin skin where thigh met belly and her shoulder connected with sharp spines, knowing some of the tips would probably break off beneath her skin and bring her grief for days, but hoping her weight would be enough to tip the smaller wolf over.

"speech".

we wear red so they don’t see us bleed

Sedna Archer-Lyall vs Aslatiel for Spar (Kiss)
Round 3/3
Age: over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Opossum, Male - Battle
Skills: Novice Fighter & Intermediate Healer
Specialty: N/A

And the winner is...

SEDNA

ASLATIEL must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Adjusted rolls: 1.45 93.5 38.5 59.4 ASLA'S total is.. 202.49 **Asla rolled a critical fail, you can claim an award in the awards board Adjusted rolls: 60.5 98.4 67 100 SEDNA'S total is.. 325.9 **Sedna rolled a critical hit, you can claim an award in the awards board

Aslatiel released a slight eep of surprise as the larger fae pushed into the spines. The action managed to topple her, but Senda came along with that topple. Trapped beneath the bigger woman, Asla wheezed, but laughed aloud. "Can't breathe!" She wasn't a poor loser in this situation. The older wolf had given it her all and hadn't treated the girl like some breakable baby. The little princess appreciated that immensely.

Wiggling out from beneath the grey lady, Asla shook out her quills. "Good fight. You got me." She grinned, tail swishing back and forth. Next time she would make sure that Sedna wasn't so lucky. This time though, Sedna had earned her respect.

The airy can’t breathe was met with a disbelieving chuckle as Sedna made to removed herself from the smaller wolf, wincing only slightly at the pull of spines leaving her flesh, the minuscule hooked barbs inevitably breaking off some (no doubt Otis would chew her out over it). When she found her feet and shook out her fur, her tail waved playfully at her back, a smirk pulling at the corner of her lips. "So’d I win a kiss or what?" She teased, not minding if the princess decided to renege on the prize. She’d had a good time regardless.

"speech".

we wear red so they don’t see us bleed