Incubus was restless. After having been put on bed rest for the indefinite future he really did follow through with it. He was a good boy and minded the pack's healer. Only getting up to do standard patrols, check in on others from time to time, and maybe a small hunt here or there. But, on this morning he woke up with nothing but the desire to go get his fangs bloodied. The urge brought the brute all the way to the Battlefield. His sprained tail felt better with the aid of the herbs Seere prescribed, he was no longer just existing in constant pain. But it would take time for the actual injury to heal. All in all a spar would likely set him back but he absolutely needed to get out some of this pent up energy. Large paws beat down on the earth like war drums as the beast made his way through the Battlefield to an open ring. The stale stench of dry blood filled his nose as those heavy strides slowed to a complete stop. Incubus soothed his breathing as mismatch eyes took in the area. It did not seem like anyone was around. Thus, the Klein shot his head up towards the clouds and let forth a call. Summoning an opponent.

the herculean man moves across the desolate expanse, working his footing just right so that he slid perfectly down an incline until he'd reached the bottom of the rough terrain and thus continued his steady gait across the battlefield. in the distance grïmmjow could just barely take out the silhouette of one's stature and as he moved closer to the fiend across the blood-stained arena, grïmm's eyes briefly narrow at the sound of the male's call. the howl rung in his obsidian ears, igniting a flame inside of his chest that caused his claws to eat up the earth's surface as he attempts to tread a little faster toward the stranger. his spine tingled and his muscles ached, only now realizing just how long it's truly been since he's sunk his fangs into the flesh and sinew of one's throat. oh how he longed for that adrenaline rush. so, like just a junkie, the large battle-worn man closes the distance between him and the other. his head snakes up high, legs parting slightly in order to distribute his mass on all four limbs, all while his shoulders roll forth in an effort to add extra "padding" around his jugular. grïmmjow gifts the male a confident, yet wicked smile as he flashes his grisly maw at the man.

"you bellowed?" grïmmjow cackles morbidly, the insidious smirk that toyed with the corners of his mouth slowly washes away as his eyes narrow. "though i warn you, i don't play nice."

"speech"

It wasn't long before a beasty answered his call. Blue and pink eyes took into the form of his new opponent. A large inky male tattered with old scars and a splotch of white on only half of his face. Incubus shamelessly sized the male up as he stood with his head high and chest out. They both seemed to drip with dominance, this would be an interesting fight. So far Incubus had only ready sparred with younger females. This was a new competitor entirely, that fact caused his blood to start pumping. He thrived when a new challenge was laid out before him. Incubus watched as the male drew closer and locked in a fighting stance. This caused Inc to do the same. Hackles rolled upward to protect his neck, ears flicked back, and eyes squinted slightly. He ensured his weight was evenly distributed between four legs and his muzzle pointed more towards the ground to guard his throat. Those taunting words flew from the strangers jowls and Incubus; lips curled into a vicious grin, "I wouldn't have it any other way." The fight began when Incubus charged at his opponent. Aiming to close the distance between them swiftly. He aimed to slam his right shoulder into his opponents right shoulder. Hoping to knock the breath out of the other Wolf and leave him with some bruising. but, he was not satiated. When that distance closed Incubus went in for a bite at Grimm's scruff, the right side of his neck. Hoping to latch onto the loose skin. Incubus vs Grïmmjow for Spar Round 1/?? Age: Over 1 year Size: Extra large Build: Medium Companion 1: Silver Fox - Female - Battle Mutation 1: Horns - Offensive Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Advanced Navigator

grïmmjow had an inkling that this male would pounce.. and sure enough, incubus did exactly that. had grïmm been distracted in any way he'd surely be on his ass with sickening fangs inching deeper into his scruff. however, the fact he knew what the brute would do prior to his opponent initiating any sort of attack, allowed for grïmmjow to act swiftly. though the attack from incubus had been sudden, grïmm wasn't quick enough to shift his body to his left in order to avoid the haunting jowls of his foe.

as if things moved in slow motion, the herculean man watches as incubus' fangs slice through the soft tissue of his scruff, and grïmmjow lets rip a ferocious growl that reverberates deep inside of his chest cavity. ignoring the hot ichor that seeps into his thick black fur, he decides to act quickly and without hesitation. he had no time to think, though strategy and charisma were his forte rather than brute strength. just then, the slow of time seemed to fall back into place again as grïmmjow side-steps his body further to the left, rearing up on his back legs ever so slightly, his left fore-paw swinging out - claws hunting for blood. thus, grïmm aims to slam his left paw down onto the right side of incubus' face, hoping his claws successfully rake down across the male's face.

"speech"

GRÏMMJOW vs INCUBUS for SPAR
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Hunter

Adrenaline pumped through the demon as his assault landed. The distance closed between them and Incubus managed to dig his teeth into Grimm's scruff. The metallic taste of blood fell upon his tongue and sent a small shiver down his spine. Though, it was not time to relish in victory. The battle had only just begun. Incubus tried to keep his hold on his opponent's scruff for the time being but he hadn't expected what came next. A quick side step from the opposing brute and then a fierce slash of claws. Before Inc couldn't even flinch the paw met his face. Canine claws were not sharp enough to do lasting damage but Grimm was able to break the thin skin below Incubus' right eye. As that paw came crashing down on Inc's cheek his jaws let go of Grimm's scruff. In immediate retaliation the Klein aimed to grab his opponent's raised front leg with his teeth before the limb was able to hit the ground. He tried to bite the leg just below the knee joint and keep hold of it. The male was sure to keep his eyes squinted in the process in case Grimm went for another facial attack. Incubus vs Grïmmjow for Spar Round 2/2 Age: Over 1 year Size: Extra large Build: Medium Companion 1: Silver Fox - Female - Battle Mutation 1: Horns - Offensive Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Advanced Navigator

the beast of a man let’s loose a demonic cackle, it was soft and yet chilling all at the same time. the feel of his opponents sticky, gooey, and oh-so savoring fluids painting his claws in red made the hellish brute grin with satisfaction. albeit, just as fast as grïmmjow’s attack landed, Incubus went in for another. this time, caught slightly off guard, grïmm growls aloud - like a raging storm crackling over head. the second Inc’s fangs met his left fore-limb is the moment grïmm’s eyes grow cold and dark.

with his upper body positioned slightly over inc’s, grïmmjow would allow himself to be dragged down just a bit at the weight of his opponents grasp. having only seconds to react, grïmm decided to utilize gravity. in an instant he’s attempting to sink the mass of his person down onto Incubus, while simultaneously aiming to quickly hunt for the back of Inc’s neck in an effort to further weigh him down. grïmmjow’s agenda was only that of pinning the other male to the ground beneath him.

"speech"

GRÏMMJOW vs INCUBUS for SPAR
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Hunter

And the winner is...

GRIMMJOW

INCUBUS must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: GRIMMJOW Attack Roll: 1 Critical fail! Defense Roll: 63 Agility Roll: 52 Perception Roll: 76 Total: 192 Attack[1] + 5% Bonus[0.05]: 1.05 Defense[63] + 5% Bonus[3.15]: 66.15 Agility[52] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 52.00 Perception[76] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 76.00 Total[195.20] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 195.20 INCUBUS Attack Roll: 47 Defense Roll: 16 Agility Roll: 32 Perception Roll: 42 Total: 137 Attack[47] + 25% Bonus[11.75]: 58.75 Defense[16] + 5% Bonus[0.80]: 16.80 Agility[32] + 15% Bonus[4.80]: 36.80 Perception[42] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 42.00 Total[154.35] + 10% Bonus[15.44]: 169.78