I fell in love today there aren't any words you can say The blood stained ground would give him sweet sentience of the place. His bones and muscles were aching for exercise and blood. The battlefield was perfect for such a place. Where there were no simple boundaries as pack, rogue and the such. Well, unless something as a force claim, or pack challenge was going on. But the point was, here the war lord was free. He was free and unleashed with all the power in the world and that was for certain. Etern was ever so longing to better himself in the art of fighting, and always with his expressionless face he would wait, for the enemy to come to him. Though the armada man would not be surprised if family showed up here to challenge him. It seemed Glaciem loved to fight, in all their blood. Etern was in charge of the little fledglings known as Isar's children. Being the king's brother had it all that was cut out for it. His toes dug into the dirt as he waited patiently. Practicing over and over in his head different scenario's. The assassin stayed calm, and without emotion over his body.

Massive beast moved with the slow moving confidence of a continent, paws placed carefully on blood stained ground so they would expand easily and absorb the sound of his movement. Shoulders rolled lazily, skin stretching for a short time to accommodate the movement beneath it before laying smooth again. Though the movement was barely noticeable beneath thick matted coat, twigs and debris tangled within his thick ruff. It was good to be back here, it was one of the few places he could honestly admit to being comfortable in. Sickly green gaze roved lazily over the landscape, expression void of emotion and yet there was a curiosity in his eyes as he sot out anyone. Normally this was a place where wolves came to spar but occasionally they were simply here to find a pack or meet others. Strange how two separate things happened in such a god forsaken place? But he didn't dwell on that, content to meander around until he found exactly what he desired. He wanted to spar, he needed to drag all that pain he felt inside out and make it known to the world. He wanted to bleed and wanted to feel the flesh of another part beneath his teeth. Already jaws were clenching and unclenching, grinding in anticipation.

And that was how he found his target, the blue pelted man that immediately brought his hackles to a stand as far as they could in their current state. Mud and dirt coated almost all of him, he was pretty sure there was still blood mixed into it from his last spar but he didn't want to bathe. The monster wanted to look on the outside like he felt on the inside so that was what was happening. So he said nothing to the male before him, head still hung low so nose was almost dragging on the ground. Chin would tip in and neck would scrunch, shoulders rolling forward to lessen the amount of flesh that could be grabbed onto between his head and shoulders. Paws would splay evenly though one hind leg would slide backwards to brace himself for any attack that might come his way. Ears pinned, eyes narrowed and nose wrinkled into a snarl as lower jaw unhinged to further protect his throat and allow for less lag time in his attack when it came.

But the beast didn't attack straight away, hunkering down like the tank he seemed be be designed after. Spine arched and abdomen tucked with ease, tail in a middle position of behind him to act as a rudder but close enough to the ground to tuck firmly between his hind legs if needed to. He made sure that there was next to nothing for the male to grab onto when he did attack. "Lets go." Voice was a rumble, low and threatening without even trying. It was as though his vocals had been damaged long ago and now that they had gone untested for quite some time it was even more unpleasant, grating on the audits. He was ready for this.

Speech!

I fell in love today there aren't any words you can say A beast would come to confront him, and have no attempt to even try to be intimidating. Luckily the war lord had been trained since a young age to pay no mind to such things. Plenty of older, stronger, opponents had fallen to his jaws. He had lost some, won some as well, so all you could have on your mind was victory though. Etern would have to use his smaller size to his advantage, his emerald eyes showed no emotion, but his demeanor change nearly completely. Shoulders rolling back as he stretched himself the beast was obviously ready to fight, not even leaving time for a proper introduction. Etern's ears would turn to his skull, resting on his thick fur of the head. Eyes narrowing, and jaws pulling back in a veracious growl left his vocals, an armada in his fullest. His toes made quick work to dig into the soft rock soil and tail outstretched to level with his spine. Head tucking slightly, hackles raised the fur standing on end as the rolls on his scruff and neck rolled forward. Abdomen tighten the male shot forward with speed, the dirt flew up in the air. The war lord opened his jaws, body shifting to the right side of Kylar. His body would attempt to make a stitch on his shoulder flesh of the hunkered down man. Canines aiming to dig into and rip apart, his right forelimb stretching to press on the middle of the males own right. Etern stopped his back legs digging into the dirt his head still lowered as he used his front paws to jump back once more to stand a foot or two away from the man after the quick attempts. Tail keeping level for balance as he bent his knee's slightly head tucking in slightly, eyes not leaving the sight of the enemy. Fat rolled forward to protect all vitals. Etern v. Kylar for spar 1/3 Attack: Etern charged Kylar's right shoulder, attempting to dig in as deep as he could and rip away. As well as aim to kick in the right forelimb where the elbow is to try and make him lose balance. He then jumps back not trying to stay within close proximity to the other man. Defense: Eyes narrowed, ears pinned, hackles raised and knee's slightly bent. Head tucked slightly, abdomen tightened tail level with spine, toes splayed digging into the dirt. Injuries: N/A First round.

Always he had been a man of few words, generally hating the company of others and avoiding them at all costs but today had been different. He wanted to fight, wanted to draw blood and feel his one flesh part beneath the jaws of another. That was what he would get. Kylar was more then used to facing smaller opponents, having them dart too and fro around him in an attempt to get him to move but Kylar preferred close quarters, preferred shoving his body weight around. That was why he let the little pest make the first move, hunkering down like an unmovable boulder rather then wasting his energy chasing and running. He was built for strength not speed. Shoulders rolled languidly, keeping himself loose and preparing for an attack. It came quickly enough, the unknown man darting straight at him and for the first time in a long time he smiled. Right forepaw would drag backwards to lower himself the tiniest bit, ready to push himself forward and upwards onward the males jugular if he was decided to go with a direct attack. But instead he darted right, slipping as quickly as his still large body size would allow to the beasts side. Sickly green eyes followed him and for a moment it felt like everything slowed. Stomach tucked quickly, weight shifting so hot breath would cascade down on his scruff lower scruff rather then the muscles on his shoulder. Fangs dug in hard to loose flesh and blood flowed freely. A forepaw from the male was lashing out but Kylar was already moving and the males paw scratched along his to cage rather then kicking his leg out from beneath him. Massive beast was stepping forward and to his left so body began to curl around the male. Left paw came to push against the males left, attempting to shove his shoulder against the blue males. First he would try and push the male off balance enough to stop his retreat or maybe even throw him to the ground if he was lucky. Next his neck would scrunch and curl, looking to find a hold on the top of the blue males neck just above his shoulders in a similar place he had struck Kylar. Should he succeed in this hold he would try and force the male down with his heavier body weight. Tail was now tucked, protecting it from being grabbed, ears still pinned to skull and eyes remained narrowed. He was standing taller now to force this male's head up if he continued with his grip and if not then only presenting his shoulder and ribs for easy attack. Hackles remained raised, spine hunched and stomach tucked. Legs were loose to prove easy movement but stance remained splayed so his centre of gravity was stable.

ONE TWO THREE

ATTACKS Shifted his weight back so Etern's attack landed on his upper neck above his shoulders then stepped forward and around so he was arched around his attacker. Forced his weight upwards so that if Etern tried to keep his hold he would be stretched upwards then attempted to shove his left shoulder into Etern's left shoulder and throw him off balance or push him to the ground. Lastly he will arch his neck around and down to bring jaws on a downward attack towards Etern's neck on the top above his shoulders.

DEFENCES Ears pinned, eyes narrowed, neck arched and scrunched with jaws open to protect the underside of his upper throat. Back arched, stomach tucked, legs loose with stance wide so his weight is evenly distributed. Tail tucked to prevent it being grabbed.

INJURIES Bite wounds to flesh on his scruff above his shoulders, deep to the first layer of flesh but nothing substantial.

Speech!

The heat of battle was definitely where he belonged, weather to win or lose he would definitely go for the win. Smirking as his jowls twitched with the excitement as blood was drawn, but he was not allowed to leave. Close quarters it was then, he wouldn't be able to get the advantage very well off but he could try. Etern dug his nails into the dirt feeling the man trying to pull himself over. His scruff suddenly scrunched forward rolling upwards to protect his vitals. Jaws opened, eyes narrowed as he made his tail level with his spine. A shoulder would collide with his left as the man growled intensely. Swiveling under his feet to keep himself steady no matter how heavy Kylar was, backing up slightly as he felt the jaws hit behind his scruff near his shoulders. The teeth digging entry, the pain filling up his desire to fight and cause even more destruction. His eyes narrowing at the man. Gracefully, the man would cock his head in an attempt to hit it against the neck of his attacker. Raising his front legs, his whole body weight would try to rise up to throw him off. Back legs would tighten to keep him balanced jaws splayed teeth sharpened to cock to the left and aim for a grip on the side of his neck. Etern would try to dig his fangs deep and shake his head to tear off flesh. Front paws raising to hold Kylar in a hug. Blood still trickling from his wound the opponent had delved on him before. Etern desperately trying to use his small size and momentum to his advantage. His head tucked slightly, abdomen tightened as his toes splayed into the dirt. 2/3 For spar Attack: Etern aimed to hit his head on his side/near his neck to startle him or cause discomfort in the fleshy part. Then trying to raise his body in a fast frantic manner, opening his jaws to lock on his neck or near his shoulder or where the collar bone should have been(considering they don't have collar-bones that's what I'm using to describe it). His both front paws raising to lock on his shoulders in a wolfy hug, or at least try. Defense: Ears pinned, eyes narrowed, scruff scrunched and abdomen tightened. Back legs spread equally for balance, tail level with spine and head tucked slightly. Injuries: Inch and a half deep wound near the back of his scruff, may be more damage depending on next move. Speech,