The heavens spoke to Toxicity louder than ever before, screaming at her. They drove her forward as her paws bled blue and cracked beneath her weight. She screamed as she streaked across the lands. They told her to look for something, but wouldn't tell her what. They kept secrets and drove her through the lands as a test. Blood. They needed blood. It was a ritual, she realized. She needed to perform a ritual. She needed to ascend. Tox ran on, looking for something, anything that she could drag down and pull blood out of for her ritualistic purposes in order to quiet the voices in her soul.

Ru still wasn’t sick. He didn’t so much as have a sniffle, but this sickness had taken his dad from him. Rhyme was gone, just like that. No more lessons. No more gentle-stern looks. He was just… gone. In need of some air, Ru fled the pack. Running with all the speed he could muster, feeling the wind in his fur, ripping the tears from his eyes.

He didn’t expect to meet another wolf, his eyes filled with water, he didn’t see her until it was too late. He knocked into her, hard, and half tripped to the ground. He shook out his coat, embarrassed at anyone seeing him cry. ‘Hey!” he snapped angrily “Watch where you're going!” as if he wasn’t the one who had been blinded. Blinking past the tears and the sudden pain, he realised this wolf was sick. Maybe this wolf had given it to his Da. someone had to have, right? He got back to his feet, and with an angry cry, threw himself at the other wolf. Aiming to thwack his paw into her shoulder. It wasn’t a fight so much as an emotional brawl.


senryū vs Toxicity for dominance
Round 1/?
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Companion 1: Common raven, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Quill Whiskers - Defensive
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Intermediate Healer

Toxicity hasn't seen the young wolf barreling towards her. As he hit her side, her immediate reaction was a snarl and a bite, though her jaws clicked as they met air. She saw nearly nothing past the glowing mists in her eyes, but she knew he was near. Fresh blood. The spirits all pricked at her skin. The younger wolf made contact with her shoulder and Toxicity launched her jaws in the direction of the hot, a snarl ripping from her chest as her paws ambled to carry her in the right direction. "Give me your blood, mortal," she screeched as she snapped at him, "and I'll still let you live."

Toxicity vs senryū for dominance
Round 1/2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Mutation 1: Platypus spurs - Offensive
Skills: Advanced Intellectual & Master Fighter
Specialty: Marauder

The other wolf was quick to respond with aggression, and the pent up rage inside of Ru felt ready to boil over. With a frustrated scream, he tossed his shoulder, feeling her jaws launching towards him. “You're crazy!” he snarled as he aimed to get his other shoulder on her other jaw. Trying to wrestle her into the ground and keep those snapping jaws from his flesh. He wanted a brawl, not some crazy woman crying for his blood! His ears had started to clear from their tears, but he still didn’t recognise this wolf. SHe was sick however - and he wondered if she too, would die.

senryū vs Toxicity for dominance
Round 2/2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Companion 1: Common raven, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Quill Whiskers - Defensive
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Intermediate Healer

The younger wolf wrestled against her and Toxicity could nearly smell his blood from here. He called her crazy, but she didn't hear. Her mismatched eyes unseeing as they searched wildly and wide-eyed over the glowing darkness for the blood she needed. Yes, his blood would make her better. She would contact Abraxas and he would either fix this or end it for all. She waited his response, but first she needed this mortal's blood for the ritual that would connect them to her in the flesh. He pushed her away, but she pressed her weight forward, her teeth snapping at his arms.

Toxicity vs senryū for dominance
Round 2/2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Mutation 1: Platypus spurs - Offensive
Skills: Advanced Intellectual & Master Fighter
Specialty: Marauder

This fight as turning hairy, fast! The strange wolf on top of him was far too interested in his blood. As he tried to wrestle her and keep her mouth far from his skin, he started to realise just how nuts she was. She was obsessed, and wild eyes and leaking. His anger started to fade away, and instead he was left with a strong desire to get free and far away from this woman. “Let go of me!” he yelped in surprise as her teeth grwzed his flesh. He tried to elbow her in the throat, anything to get her jaws away from him!

senryū vs Toxicity for dominance
Round 2/2 bonus round
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Companion 1: Common raven, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Quill Whiskers - Defensive
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Intermediate Healer

Senryu

You cough up a hairball. It doesn't match your coat.



You gain:

• Crystal (1x)- Used in Firefly's Shoppe, and perhaps elsewhere...
  

And the winner is...

Toxicity

Senryū must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Senryū : Attack Roll: 14 Defense Roll: 97 Agility Roll: 17 Perception Roll: 67 Total: 195 Attack[14] + 25% Bonus[3.50]: 17.50 Defense[97] + 20% Bonus[19.40]: 116.40 Agility[17] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 17.00 Perception[67] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 67.00 Total[217.90] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 217.90 Toxicity: Attack Roll: 8 Defense Roll: 98 Agility Roll: 47 Perception Roll: 51 Total: 204 Attack[8] + 25% Bonus[2.00]: 10.00 Defense[98] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 98.00 Agility[47] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 47.00 Perception[51] + 15% Bonus[7.65]: 58.65 Total[213.65] + 25% Bonus[53.41]: 267.06

Toxicity

Your mouth is full of a bitter, glowing liquid that feels thick and sticky to the touch. Eventually you begin to enjoy the taste as the substance finally dissolves. You feel the need for more...,You feel a sudden grit in your teeth that you can't quite spit out.



You gain:

• Crystals (4x)- Used in Firefly's Shoppe, and perhaps elsewhere...