Onyx tried to avoid the ship as much as possible, she hated the sand and the cold oceans. But she got bored of wandering the pines, looking at the same old trees and didn't want to bother her mom or dad about going out of the pack. There wasn't much to do outside the pack with them over her shoulder, so unless she was really desperate she didn't ask. She knew there would be a day where she didn't have to ask permission, but she knew she was too young to do that for now. For the fire cracker that she was, she was very obedient at least to her parents.

She stuck close to the ship's structure on the outside, she didn't care for the inside much. She was pretty picky about everything but a fight, she would fight anyone or even ask to. It was the best way to spend her time, she had no problem putting herself out there. She stopped and stood around the ship's hull, not wanting to sit down in the ice sand mixture that was under her. If she wasn't so bored she would just go back to pines. But there wasn't much fun to do here either it seemed, or at least she was just cringing at the feeling of the and on her skin. So maybe she would go be bored back at the pines after all.

"Onyx"

Mature! For foul language. Can be prone to violence.

Dark paws hung from the edge of the ship's deck, his head laying on his forelegs as he looked out over the open tundra near the ship. It was yet another quiet day, another day spent listlessly waiting for something to happen. He had given up trying to seek anyone out at this point. If someone came to him so be it, but his family didn't seem to care about spending time with him so why would he care about them either? His father and a couple of his brothers had gone off without him without even a word of where they were going or why so he didn't feel particularly inclined to put in the effort to find them. If they could abandon him so easily then he could do the same.

A flash of blue against the cold, drab landscape caught his attention and he peeked down till his yellow gaze landed on Onyx down below. He hadn't crossed paths with the girl since they fought that one time, but he thought pretty highly of her from their spar. She had given him a good fight and it had set the bar for what he expected from all of his spars now. He watched her as she walked around the outside of the landlocked ship from a dozen feet or so above and he smirked a little as an idea started growing in his mind. He glanced over at a clump of snow that had fallen onto the deck off of the railing above him and he reached a paw to scoop it up, pressing it into a snowball. He waited then till Onyx was almost directly under him and then nudged the snow ball off the side, watching as it dropped toward her from above.

Cináed Praetor

She wasn't sure quite what she was doing, all her days were starting to blur together. It seemed like just yesterday that she was at the tournament, in her first spar, fighting the saber cat, leaving the den, and being born. There were few times now a days that she felt like something exciting happened. And those more fun, exciting memories seemed to fade like a down high from a drug. And maybe it was what made her want to fight so much. It was easy for her, but it also gave her some kind of adrenaline rush. Though she didn't feel like she was in danger, she was well over confident for her age and her skill. And she mostly fought the red kids to show that her and her siblings were superior over them. Bloodlines meant nothing in the right of royalty, at least to her. But it would only show as she became older how she truly felt, or the superiority of her family.

In her aimless wandering, she was smacked back into reality by falling snow, or no, a snowball. The falling momentum of the formed shape of the snow was unmistakable that it was made instead of natural. She had her eyes down on the snow that had fallen off of her for a few seconds before her neck spun nearly upside down to look at the perpetrator. Her leer was not really a different look from her, though she had only met this boy once before other than seeing him around the pack occasionally. "Hey?" Her voice was a little loud from the distance of the ground to his position on the ship. But the land here felt deadly silent most of the time. "You want me to kick your ass again?" She was more playful than serious, but was also very serious. A fight was the only fun thing to do around here while she wasn't old enough to go out and do things on her own outside of the pack yet.

Seasonal Skill Prompt (Fighting)
Total Word Count: 873 words
Word Count Goal: 1500 words

"Onyx"

Mature! For foul language. Can be prone to violence.

Cina grinned at the look on Onyx' face when she seemed to realize what had happened and her head popped up to look at him from where he was perched on the edge of the ship's deck. Her feisty attitude about it just made him happier at the result of his mischief. It wouldn't have been nearly as much fun if she had just shrugged it off and kept going. The fact that she wanted to fight him because of it just felt like a win win in his book! He gave her a wide grin and laughed at her threat, calling back down to her, "I'd like to see you try! Come up here and do it then!" He waited till she disappeared out of sight to go to the stairs that led up into the ship, chuckling to himself at the entertainment he had found for himself. His day had gone from bland and frustrating to endlessly entertaining in the matter of moments. He hopped to his feet, giving himself a quick shake before turning to face the opening that would lead her up to the deck where he waited for her to appear. Only a moment later he felt the first pin pricks on his back as slushy, half frozen rain began to fall. For now it was just a drizzle of sorts, but already the cold perspiration wasn't exactly pleasant to stand in.

WC: 236
Total: 1109/1500

Cináed Praetor

She's Sweet Like Candy In My Veins I'm Dying For Another Taste ________________________________________ He had threatened her as she had threatened him. Well, not really threatening, he was willing to fight back for what he had done. Maybe that’s why he had done it in the first place. She could admire that about him. She was always up for a fight to make her stronger. What she wasn’t really up for was the ship. Gods she hated the ship. She hated being in it, looking at it. She never found anything really interesting inside. So maybe her scurrying inside for the fight meant something. She was fond of him or whatever, at least a little bit. Enough to clang through the giant metal maze just to face off again. Even if her actions didn’t relay that feeling. She heard as the sleet slowly fell harder along the metal walls and eventually heard it along the top of the ship when she was high enough up. Finally she found the opening to the top where she saw his darkening shape just on the other side, waiting for her. Her more irritated expression turned up into a more content grin before she leaped up the last stairwell up towards him, instantly aiming to fly towards him to hug around his shoulders and attempt a bite at the right side of his scruff. She was intending a surprise from the inside of the ship to the outside. What she wasn’t expecting was the way the sleet would make the surface of the ship slip out from under them. She would find out soon, but she still wouldn’t see the danger they would be in because of it. Onyx vs Cinaed for Spar Round 1/? Age: Over 6 Months Size: Extra Large Build: Medium Skills: Advanced Fighter & Novice Intellectual Specialty: N/A Total Word Count: 1380 words Walk "Talk" Think

Cina grinned as Onyx' blue form shot out of the stairwell up to the deck of the ship, jumping into their fight without a bit of warning. He did love her enthusiasm for fighting and with the sleet starting to come down harder around them he was more than a little eager to get the fight over with so they could retreat inside. She jumped out toward him with her forelegs out stretched to wrap around his neck. He tried to dodge her, but the sleet had very quickly made the metal floor of the deck slick and even one quick step made him start to slip. In his efforts to save his balance he hadn't been able to avoid her attack and she wrapped her legs around his shoulders, feeling her teeth latch onto the side of his scruff.

The impact of her momentum toward him made him stagger slightly. Under normal conditions this probably wouldn't be a big deal. He was bigger than her and his balance was pretty good so normally he wouldn't have an issue with absorbing that kind of impact. This darn icy rain was making things a bit more difficult, however. He tried to catch himself again, but his paws started to slip out from under him. Thinking quickly, he made an effort to at least twist to try and bring Onyx down with him, aiming to land on top of her to try and pin her under him as he fell.

Cináed vs Onyx for Spar
Round 1/1
Age: Under 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Novice Intellectual
Specialty: N/A

WC: 248
Total: 1628/1500

Cináed Praetor

And the winner is...

Onyx

Cináed must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Onyx: Attack Roll: 74 Defense Roll: 37 Agility Roll: 18 Perception Roll: 86 Total: 215 Attack[74] + 5% Bonus[3.70]: 77.70 Defense[37] + 5% Bonus[1.85]: 38.85 Agility[18] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 18.00 Perception[86] + 5% Bonus[4.30]: 90.30 Total[224.85] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 224.85 Cináed: Attack Roll: 84 Defense Roll: 9 Agility Roll: 62 Perception Roll: 57 Total: 212 Attack[84] + 15% Bonus[12.60]: 96.60 Defense[9] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 9.00 Agility[62] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 62.00 Perception[57] + 5% Bonus[2.85]: 59.85 Total[227.45] + -5% Bonus[-11.37]: 216.08