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Post by Meds on Mar 14, 2018 12:35:55 GMT -5
((OK, I say that the current fight is over. I'd love to get Acribus in the ring again—does anybody want to throw a wolf in with him? ^^))
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Post by tovaana on Jun 27, 2018 16:01:07 GMT -5
Fenrir;
Now that Sigyn spent many days avoiding Fenrir, he found he had a lot more time on his paws, especially since his sister was around bossing him around. It had never bothered him, he was the ‘do as says ask questions later’ type – but he never actually asked questions. That is, until he met Nyx. He had started to gravitate toward her and her dark aura, finding a hunger within him growing, a hunger that never seemed to be satisfied. Naturally he started to wonder why he had let his sister rule his actions for so long.
It was one of these moody days that he decided to look into what he had heard Nyx talk about once. A fight club. Somewhere where brawling wolves either worked out problems or just fought to fight. He had an itch to tear something apart; it seemed like a good place to look for a victim.
Fenrir’s large body moved smoothly toward the rock and stone hedge, his pale amethyst gaze searching the rocks for a way in. Once he found the opening, he moved toward it and awkwardly picked his way through it, finding his body slightly too bulky to move through with ease. He grumbled a little as he entered, looking up and around the encircling stones- finding the circle quiet and empty. An anger started to bubble up inside of him; anger that there was no one to take his anger out on, anger toward his sister, anger directed at all the world. Clouds started forming a neat circle, covering exactly and only over the fight arena. He trotted across the arena and turned to face the one entrance with his narrowed gaze. A growl rumbled in the back of his throat and rain started to fall as the water symbol on the back of his leg lit up. It fell lightly in an even coat over the whole of the arena, all except the bubble around Fenrir. His sleek summer coat (now starting to thicken with the approach of autumn) kept dry, his bulky muscles rippling under his coat as he shifted slightly from a puddle that was forming at his paws.
His lip lifted and he out a challenging loud growl that echoed off the stony walls about him. His nails gripped the damp soil under him in a growing frustration, quite eager to get a challenger he could take his anger out on.
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Post by Boomer on Jun 28, 2018 3:03:13 GMT -5
Kaiko;
With Kaiko thinking about being the alpha of a future evil pack, he would need to fight more often and show who's boss. Kaiko only thought about one thing, blood- blood on his paws and of course he didn't care if a wolf died or get injured, he just wanted some kind of blood in his paws. Kaiko's coat ruffled up and he once heard of a fight club, that sounded perfect for getting his paws dirty every now and then. Kaiko looked at what seemed to be a rock and stone hedge, was this the place? Kaiko's large body moved toward it and he kind of had a hard time. Kaiko spotted an opening and went up to it, he entered with ease and chuckled as he entered. His red eyes shifted side to side looking at the arena, dangerous things surrounded Kaiko and he couldn't help but grin as he liked dangerous things.
Kaiko's ear lifted as he heard a challenging growl, a challenge? Kaiko looked around trying to see where the loud growl had came from. Kaiko lowered his body and gave out a loud crazy hyena like laugh (like he was the Joker or something). Kaiko got up and saw another male wolf, he grinned and walked up to the wolf "I heard a growl, I assume you did it? Because if so," Kaiko growled "I'll take that challenge." and once again he laughed crazy.
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Post by Meds on Jun 28, 2018 8:36:56 GMT -5
::. From somewhere in the distance a loud yelp echoes across the trees, from some poor soul—but it sets the mood. Fenrir almost gets an opportunity attack when Kaiko approaches him so suddenly and without calculation, but doesn’t quite shift his weight in time. ::
As of now, the fight begins. Remember that though your wolf will not die unless specified beforehand, a word of caution to evil wolves that get into dangerous fights... White Magic does not like healing evil wolves... If your wolf is powered, it is now fair game in the fight. Posting order will go Tov, Boomer, me. Begin!
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Post by tovaana on Jul 4, 2018 0:58:26 GMT -5
Fenrir;
A sound echoes from somewhere in the distance, and Fenrir felt a jealousness pour through his veins – from his thoughts to his heart. Somewhere, someone was perhaps having more success in causing havoc than he.
The moment the black and white wolf entered the arena Fenrir felt his tense muscles relax, and was about to propel himself at the perpetrator – when he realized that the fool hadn’t even seen him yet. He had moved a step forward, but paused from slight confusion. The rain started to fall in larger droplets from his growing anger, at least the fool would wetter than he – therefore heavier. So he let the daft wolf take his time in noticing Fenrir’s looming figure on the other side of the court with a snarl on his lips.
Then the wolf spoke in response to his challenge. First, he laughed. It was an odd sort of reaction, but who was Fenrir to judge? His eyes were moving over the wolf, calculating each muscle twitch, learning how he moved – and imaging what it would be like to sink his teeth into his large form. It had been a while since he had battled someone his own size, and while this wolf wasn’t quite as large, he was already enjoying the challenge it would face. Talk, talk, talk – all wolves did was talk.
About the time the wolf was boring him with his rhetorical question, Fenrir’s muscles coiled and leapt forward. His paws splashed through the growing puddles, an eruptive snarl ripping through his throat as he jumped at the male. “Like hell, you will.” He muttered as he charged at the male, gaining momentum (as much as he could in such an enclosed space) and calculating the male’s movements as he did so.
Fenrir feigned high, but went low, using the watery ground to allow him to make a sliding motion, hoping to get under the male and thrust him backward toward the sharper and smaller circle of stones that lined the arena. As he went low, his maw opened, trying to grab onto his leg to help him have more grip on the male in order to throw him.
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Post by Meds on Jul 9, 2018 14:58:50 GMT -5
((so now you reply again Boomer. You can respond to the attack and try to defend or attack back—just remember that any hits or dodges arent “for sure” until I come in as mod))
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Post by Boomer on Jul 14, 2018 1:53:51 GMT -5
Kaiko;
His ears perked up and gave a wild grin to himself as he heard a yelp that echoed. Kaiko laughed like crazy, he would be excited about this challenge. He looked at the male and studied his form "Large male...muscles....might be hard to beat." Kaiko didn't care if this other male would beat him really, he would prefer for the male to kill him! but somehow Kaiko just REALLY has bad luck when it comes to dying. His left hear quickly perked up as he heard the male say "Like hell, you will" and suddenly the male charged at Kaiko. Now Kai would move fast, but he wanted to let this guy take the first hit, maybe the male would think that he was slow so it might be an advantage.
Kaiko would get behind the male and hoped he can bite his back, then he would lift his paw and aim for his right eye trying to scratch it. He tries to back up a little then maybe just run up to the male, open his maw and aim for the neck.
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Post by Meds on Jul 14, 2018 21:09:15 GMT -5
::.Fenrir successfully gains momentum as he rushes Kaiko. Because Kaiko chose to get hit by Fenrir, Fenrir's attack succeeds. Fenrir does get under Kaiko and thrust him backwards into the rock ring. He misses grabbing hold of Kaiko’s legs. One rock pierces Kaiko’s hind leg as he gets smashed into them. Because Kaiko is backed into the rocks, he fails at getting behind Fenrir—though he does manage to bat Fenrir across the face; unfortunately, his claws do not land. As he runs at Fenrir none of his attacks land, because Fenrir was already so clsoe to him, but they do get a little tangled up. Both wolves are within biting distance of each other.::
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Post by tovaana on Jul 16, 2018 23:54:55 GMT -5
Fenrir;
He didn’t care why or how the attack worked – it just did. The simplicity of the brute was his ability to assess situations and overtake. It was Sigyn’s job to think things through, to think about what the other may be thinking and why. Fenrir was the soldier, Sigyn was the artist. He felt himself sliding low and the other male almost let him slide under and wedge himself between the male and the ground. His teeth gnashed at air, but he didn’t flinch at it, snarling and continuing to heave his large body. He didn’t even have to hoist very much up to throw the male back (since he was so large), he just had to use a quick standing movement and throw his shoulder into the male. He was rewarded with the feeling of his challenger getting pinned and backed up against the rocks.
A large paw smacked his head as the two tangled from the collision, the movement thrust his head away from the scene momentarily. The exertion of everything was exhilarating, his molten anger melted into pure energy into his veins, then pumped his vibrating heart beat and made loud pulsing noises in his ears. Another snarl ripped through his throat; this male needed to feel his pain – the world needed to feel his pain and wrath.
Fenrir did not back up, he did not relent. So while he had been smacked, almost like a over-charged magnet his head swung back and continued to try push the male into the arena wall. His chest, head, paws – whatever it was that was pressing against the male, he pushed if it would let him, like an overwhelming wall, incessant and endless, because endless was the anger pulsing through him. Images flashed through his brain, because anger was colored with memories of his overly controlling and manipulative sister, the emptiness of his days, and when the old pack had turned on him and his sister and killed her pups. His anger was red, a dripping and warm blood red.
Since they were so close, and as he pushed him, he reached out with his teeth once more, searching for the male’s neck – though any part of him would do. He was in no hurry for the fight to be over, but he also was not going to hold back. With his volcanic anger the rain continued to fall, but his distraction made his dry bubble around him fall away. His coat started to collect rain and mud as the two battled.
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Post by Boomer on Jul 18, 2018 2:27:11 GMT -5
Kaiko;
A heavy growl went through Kai's throat. With teeth showing, Kai tries to push back the male trying to make the other male be against the wall also. Kai's muscles were noticeable because of him pushing trying to make sure he was not against the wall. The first attack Kaiko will let the other opponent do, but thats it. As the other male would try to push Kaiko back and bite him, Kai would try to lower his body and try to get under him this time and hopefully on time. He would do what the other male did to him, Kai would push him up from the males belly and get him back.
Kaiko opened his maw widely as he aims for the males front leg. He stayed focused and tried to keep alert for what the opponent might do next.
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Post by Meds on Jul 18, 2018 8:20:45 GMT -5
::Fenrir reacts quickly, and manages to push Kai harder into the wall. He piece of rock stabbing into his hind leg snaps off, leaving fragments in. Kai will notice this pain for the rest of the fight. However, as Fenrir becomes blinded by rage, he forgets to guard his belly. As Kai ducks, Fenrir’s bite lands north of his neck and snaps at an ear, but it doesn’t hold. He tears the skin slightly though, which will result in blood trickling into Kai’s eyes and making it difficult to see. Kai succeeds in getting under Fenrir despite the bite, and manages to shove him up and back. Kai’s bite lands on Fenrir’s front leg, holding it tight, but unfortunetly because it is the front leg and he has bent down to get it, his back is now wide open for attack.::
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Post by tovaana on Aug 5, 2018 16:58:17 GMT -5
‘i will crumble…’Fenrir;
He could hear the snapping of rock through his own snarls of frustration. He had not been able to grab a hold of Kai, but he had felt something rake through his teeth. There was no time wonder or see what it was, because as his head and neck disappeared, the wolf had gotten under him. He felt them move away from the wall, the pressure he had been applying was more difficult with his balance offset by having the wolf under him.
Then the wolf shifted under him and he felt pain in his front paw, his face contorted in more rage and pain, and gave another shove as he twisted and aimed his teeth at the back of the male’s neck. As his face lowered on the male quickly he tried to get a deep hold, preparing to lock his jaw around the mal and pull him out from under him, or at least try to pull him down. So at the same time he let his whole body go slack and let all of his weight fall on the brute under him. '…and the world will dissolve.’
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Post by Boomer on Aug 9, 2018 3:49:48 GMT -5
Kaiko;
Blood in his eyes, to Kai it was a sign for death and because he was feeling pain. He would laugh in his mind, attempting to rip some flesh off of the male and as he tried to rip some flesh he would swing his head back at the same time. Kaiko hoped that it was still raining so that the blood would get off of his eyes, he would aim for the males neck her side belly attempting to scratch it wanting to see him bleed and maybe even scar him. Then Kai would try to walk back giving space between the two, so that he can have a better idea on what to do with his next attack.
He growled loudly in hopes of distracting the male, and if possible he would try to jump on the males back and bite him.
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Post by Meds on Aug 9, 2018 9:18:46 GMT -5
((Don’t forget positioning! ^^)) :: Current Positioning: Kaiko has managed to get underneath Fenrir. Kaiko’s bite tightens on Fenrir’s paw, and at the same time that Fenrir snaps at the back of his neck, Kaiko pulls his head back. Fenrir’s bite lands and sinks deep into the back of Kai’s neck, so deep that as Kai tries to yank his head back his movement is somewhat affected. He succeeds in jarring Fenrir’s paw and leg pretty good despite being held down at the neck—Fenrir will have to avoid putting too much weight on this paw for the rest of the fight. The rain from Fenrir’s power does help clear some of the blood from Kaiko’s eyes, but because the wound is fresh, more blood just trickles down again.
Because Kaiko is underneath Fenrir, he does manage to rake his claws against the underbelly; however, because Fenrir’s weight goes dead on top of him, his scratch isn’t anything that will leave lasting damage. Kai is unable to walk away from the tussle, because he went under Fenrir, and is now held there by the brute’s considerable weight on top. As Fenrir attempts to yank Kai out from under him, because he went dead-weight at the same time, he isn’t able to pull very hard. His jaw is still clamped deeply onto the back of Kai’s neck, but when he attempts to pull him out he loses balance slightly. His jaw unclamps from Kai’s neck as he becomes unsteady.::
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