Awaken had been gone for quite some time. The cold hair puffed around him as he snorted angrily. So much pent up rage and he didn't know why. He needed someone to bleed, how he wanted a mangled corpse to tear apart. The sweet, gentle soul he had become, was gone. In his search for his destiny he's found his past. The brutal past he'd left years previous.?

The sweet scent of battlefield blood greeted him. The kin-slayer slowly scaled the jagged edges of the cliff overlooking where he'd place his fight. His emerald green eyes frayed with insanity. He didnt even remember the fact he had a wife, and children. He'd gone mad. He'd even left sacrement behind in a snowstorm during their travels outside of alacritis.?

He threw his head back in a howl straight from hell as a downpoor began. His fur heavy with falling water as thunder and lightening clapped against the skies. ?He'd make this a fight for the books.

The monster had been itching for a good fight lately, so what better place to arrive than the battlefield to answer some sad soul's song. Ever since the events with Raven her evil side had been itching on the inside of her head, to clear blood out of the way. The smile on her face stretched from both sides due to the scar, and a new one on the top of her snout as the monochromatic lady perked her black ears to the man. Intimidation from her glare waved off of her so easily as she creaked walking as she stretched popping her back as she went. That smile was so uneasy, almost starring, as was her crystal blue eyes. What was so terrifying about the beast was her unbelievable menacing feeling she gave off with her simple presence. She approached the smaller male, looking at his green eyes to meet with the devil she was. A small rumble began in her throat as she wiggled her hind quarters with the joy of having something to taste for once. Her mate Raven, would be close no doubt to watch her. Even if Ryouta lost, she was insane, and her level of caring had been thrown out long ago. Her paws shifting within the dirt as she faced the male opening her mouth wide a few moment before she spoke, making it seem like she was just standing there with her jaws open. "Ryouta likes this one, he has pretty eyes. Shall Ryouta and the man dance for dominance?" She giggled, deep in her throat. A mechanical, devious giggle that would come from a little girl it seemed. Yet with every sense of darkness on it as she narrowed her blue eyes on him. Waiting for an answer before she would prepare herself. And establish who was attacking first of course. (You can decide how many rounds we have. I'm not counting this post as the start that's why I haven't put defensive and stuff in.) Speech,

Her lover had left the cave to answer the call of a wolf from the battlefield, her angst for bloodshed unbearable, was all the sulty shadow wisp could assume. Getting out of their bed, which she had kept stocking up with pelts from beasts they had hunted and killed, she followed quietly, curious as to what her mate was going to do. When she found her on the battlefield, the fae's tall ebony audits caught Ryu's voice. A grin played on her sharp, elegant features as she watched the interactions of the pair. Seating herself upon the blood soaked ground, she wrapped her long obsidian banner around her tea cupped paws, eager to see what would follow. Her voice would slither from between her dark lips, a purr of encouragement to her eternal grinner. "This shall be fun, lovely Ryu." She murmured, flashing pearl razors as she spoke. Her exotic, dual toned optics flicked back and forth between the two, waiting for the first blow to fall, the first blood to spill. Speech,

Awaken's bloodstained canines showed through his inky lips. His breath reeked of blood. He lowered his head, saving the formalities. His ears licked back like a cap on his head. Eyes narrowing and his jaw hanging open to protect his throat as he lowered his front end slightly. His legs placed firmly under his shoulders and hips to improve balance, along with his toes spread out across the mud, claws digging into the soft soil. ?His tail parallel to his spine for balance should their be a sudden impact.


He'd set his defenses in case of a sudden attack from the girl. His emerald eyes gazed upon her as he offered a demonic snarl. His body had become much bigger on his trip. More muscle added from dashing through snow to keep up with his tiger friend, thus making him heavier than he used to be. His muscles were tensed and braced for an impact should the girl decide to launch a sudden attack, and he refused to lower them.


"Fight we shall, bitch." His voice roared in anger. When he looked at her all he saw was Eos. Oh how he wanted to crush her beneath him. Make her cry at his paws. Even kill her pups. Pure fury blazed in hell's fire, making his eyes reflect hate and anguish. This fight would not be a pretty one.



Attack: none yet, first post

Defenses: toes spread for balance, claws dug into the mud to brace for possible impact. Shoulders rolled forward, lower jaw dropped to protect throat. Ears slicked to his head and eyes narrowed to avoid snagging. Tail straight out from his spine to keep balance. Legs placed right under his hips and shoulders for stability and mobility. Muscles tensed to sport a quick reaction.?

Injuries:none

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There was a blissfull sense in all of this, this man was slightly insane like him. It nearly made her eyes roll to the back of her head, letting out a harmonic groaning moan as she giggled. Pulling her head down to level with her spine. However bloody, she would enjoy the pain, the blood, and even get a bit of thrill from thrashing the boy about as well. Her ears moved back against her head, and she lowered her chin. Her weight became balanced on all fours as she spread her toes digging into the dirt for traction. Her eyes narrowed the monster kept them locked on the boy. She rolled her shoulders inward, feeling the skin around her scruff move upward in a comfortable enclosed position. Her flume became level with her spine as she waited for the man to pull his first attack. Weight fully in the center waiting for any type of push that he would give. Her immense size coming into play as she let a small growl start in her throat. Hackles raising as the fur around her rose and bristled. Smiling, this would be an interesting fight. Ryouta v. Araken, For DOMINANCE 0/3 Attack:; N/A first round Defense:; Ears pinned to skull, hackles raised and eyes narrowed. Head slighty tucked, toes spread and weight evenly distributed. Her shoulders rolled/scruff scrunched, and tail level with spine. Claws digging in soil for traction. Injuries:; N/A first round ooc: Lets have a good fight soul ^w^ hope it'll be fun for the both of us. Speech,