There was an itch of suspicion in his bones. From what he knew, there might be some excitement in the near future. If it was true, he needed to brush up on his skills. So there he was, muscular body that was still forming into its adult shape, standing tall in the middle of the battlefield. Adorning his skull mask and clawed gloves, the pale spotted body waited patiently. Only a quick call for an opponent let loose from his lips as he anticipated someone's answer. With his deer-like tail pressed flat against his haunches and ears slightly turned back, he hoped he wouldn't have to wait long.

G H O U L

Marchosias heeded the call, padding into view of her opponent with the squish of damp, drowning earth under-paw. She was far from home now, though she knew it wasn’t really home anymore. She was unbothered by the abandoning of territory, but Aerie’s new, nomadic lifestyle was a lot to take in. They could go wherever they wanted, so where would their alpha lead them?

As she moved closer she examined the boy with calculating green eyes. Same height, same age, give or take a few months. Different sizes though, that was clear enough. She hid the envy that came with this assessment. She gave the mortal a solemn nod, not wanting to sully the air with words in this sacred place of violence.

Unsure of how to proceed, she paced around him. He was larger, so it’d do her good to play into her agility. How was she supposed to do that though? She halted, looking him over one last time before darting forward, covering the ground between them easily with her lithe frame. She’d shoot for his left flank, hoping to land a bite just behind his shoulder and near his spine, something awkward to counter. Since he was heavier than her, she took a greater risk with a lengthier journey, attempting to outrun the large boy’s reflexes.

Marchosias vs Ghoul for spar
Round 1/x
Age: Over one year
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Navigator

The girl that approached on quiet paws caught his attention. His stoic expression does not change as she paces around him. Just from watching her, he can tell she is trying to assess the best attack method. While they were similar in age and height, they differed in body type. He had grown into a well-built, thick, and masculine male whereas she was slim and feminine with muscle tone showing as she moved. Ghoul would not move as his ruby eyes tracked her own movements.

As she darted in toward his left side, he began to shift his weight. Being the bulkier opponent, he knew he had to react quickly. Shuffling his paws to begin moving his body in a forward motion, his hindquarters pivoted so that he was parallel to her body. The clash of her teeth into the top of his shoulder was brief as he ripped away and slid farther down until his muzzle was aligned with her hip. Reaching out, he twisted his mouth until he was aiming to grab ahold of her thigh or the soft area around her belly.

Ghoul vs Marchosias for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Claw gloves
Defensive Battle Accessory: Wolf skull mask
Companion 1: Albino dwarf caiman, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Albino dwarf caiman, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Albino dwarf caiman, Male - Battle
Skills: Expert Hunter & Expert Fighter

In her assault they collided, once as her teeth skittered across the boy’s shoulder, twice as his own jaws wrapped around the skin of her thigh, almost missing it entirely, but the bite was strong enough to hold her. A snarl tore from her lips, her back leg kicking inanely in instinct more than strategy. It was the clear that he had the upper hand, especially now. He was stronger than her, more experienced. If she didn’t act now, her defeat was almost certain.

Trapped between iron jaws, she didn’t have much opportunity to attack. And so, she took a shot at his own underbelly, teeth lashing out at much the same area he had her held now. She didn’t have nearly the amount of attack power, but she had some at least.

Marchosias vs Ghoul for spar
Round 2/2
Age: Over one year
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Navigator

He felt the twitch of her muscle as his teeth connected and her leg struck out. Holding firm as he planted his paws steady into the ground, he would wait. With his jaws tight on her thigh, she wasn't going to go anywhere without damage. Not until he let go. Feeling her struggle and those moments of decision stretch out, he wondered for a moment what she would do.

His answer came quickly when he felt her teeth grasp at his belly. Feeling the twinge of pain as her teeth sunk in, his own leg kicked out in reaction. A low growl split from him but he dared not let go. Instead, he went with a different tactic. Shifting his weight away from her to build momentum, Ghoul shoved back toward her with his shoulder in hopes to knock her over and land on top of her. Squish her like a bug!

Ghoul vs Marchosias for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Claw gloves
Defensive Battle Accessory: Wolf skull mask
Companion 1: Albino dwarf caiman, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Albino dwarf caiman, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Albino dwarf caiman, Male - Battle
Skills: Expert Hunter & Expert Fighter

And the winner is...

GHOUL

MARCHOSIAS must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Marchosias: Attack Roll: 12 Defense Roll: 60 Agility Roll: 30 Perception Roll: 10 Total: 112 Attack[12] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 12.00 Defense[60] + 5% Bonus[3.00]: 63.00 Agility[30] + 5% Bonus[1.50]: 31.50 Perception[10] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 10.00 Total[116.50] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 116.50 Ghoul: Attack Roll: 35 Defense Roll: 19 Agility Roll: 52 Perception Roll: 5 Total: 111 Attack[35] + 60% Bonus[21.00]: 56.00 Defense[19] + 20% Bonus[3.80]: 22.80 Agility[52] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 52.00 Perception[5] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 5.00 Total[135.80] + 20% Bonus[27.16]: 162.96

Her bite landed exactly how it wanted to, though in a position like this there was little room to error. Caught in a strange yin and yang, March was curious about how this stalemate would be broken. It was clear neither wolf would break away on their own, the threat of teeth tearing away at flesh keeping them intertwined.

Her question was answered with the shifting of weight from her opponent, and with one movement he had knocked her to the ground, a second panicked snap of her jaws taking some of his fluff with her as she toppled over. She hit the floor with an oof , wriggling under his weight, before realising this was futile, and instead glaring at the pale, speckled, deer-tailed rump dangerously close to her face. She spat out the fluff in her mouth, not gracing this boy with a word of praise or acknowledgment. No mortal, and especially one that was sitting on her, could earn that right.