+5 Practice speed or strength. 1/2 She left the comfort of the tundra and would come into the Grove nearby. Passing Vermeda's borders and coming to the Grove's edge. This was the easiest place for her to train her speed. To see how fast she'd be able to run through without tripping over any of the roots that came up from the ground. Standing there at the edge of the Grove, Astrid would look inside of it before digging her claws into the ground. This would be fun. Ears falling flat on her head as she would feel her legs push her forwards and into the grove as she would run. ”Speech”

OOC: (I had to! The title beckoned him!! xD)
- +5 Practice SPEED or strength 1/2

Fenrir had made it quite a good distance from the passage in only a few days time. In a way, he was proud of himself for having covered such a distance. Hunger had begun to pang at his belly which drove him to search the nearby territory for some sustenance.

He made his way through the brush before suddenly he heard someone passing only a short distance nearby. He could tell by the scents in the air that a pride border was nearby... and this piqued his interest. Perhaps this was a good opportunity to get at an unsuspecting pride lioness! Roughing her up and teaching her a lesson on straying from her pride would do her some good!

A mischievous smile spread across Fenrir's maw as he began trotting toward the sound of footsteps. Finally, just as the female came into view he noticed she was preparing to run.

Oh, what fun this would be!

Just behind her, Fenrir readied himself for a sprint as well. He steadied his feet, balanced his weight and once she was off, he darted after her. His claws sunk deep into the grassy soil, getting kicked into the air as he tried to gain speed and catch up with his query! At this point, he hadn't even noticed the female ahead of him did not smell of the nearby pride at all. He was simply so focused on closing the distance between them that it consumed him almost entirely.

In fact... he hadn't even thought of what he would do if he caught her.

@Ástríðr

Death smiles at us all

The wolf smiles back

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+5 Practive speed or strength 2/2 Astrid was unaware of the one that followed behind her like a hunter stalking it's prey. Oh how he would be disappointed when he realized that she was not prey, far from it actually. But for now she was focused completely on keeping herself from tripping over the roots. Ears flat on her head as she would keep her teal jewels on the ground so that each of her paws would move over the roots and debris that would be able to trip her. Once she felt like she had gone far enough she would come to a sudden stop, sliding into a clearing with her chest rising and falling as she went to control her breathing, completely unaware of the demon behind her. @Fenrir ”Speech”

+5 practice SPEED or strength 2/2

The young outlaw had his eyes locked on his prize. She was a lioness, about a year his senior, but to him he saw only prey running for it's life from the dreaded monster that was Fenrir! His claws scraped through the tough soil as he streaked behind her, not truly able to gain any ground.

His breath came in ragged yet rhythmic bursts, maw agape and fangs bared in a smile as he raced with her through the grove. Each step onto the earth could be felt by the end, his muscles aching with fatigue and yet pulsing with excitement!

The female then came to a sudden stop and Fenrir saw his chance. She did not seem to be keen to the fact that he had been pursuing her. With a surge of excitement, Fenrir leapt from his position behind her without even pausing to take a breath. He used the momentum he had gained in the sprint to attempt to propel himself into her hind quarters.

Fenrir's claws were outstretched, arms open in an attempt to catch the older female's thighs on either side. He would attempt to sink his claws in as deep as he could and use his body weight to bring her rear down to the ground with him, as though he were attempting to take down a zebra or antelope.

@Ástríðr vs. Fenrir
For Dominance
Round 1 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 20 + 15 + 2 + 19

Dodges:

Rolling 2d20: 11 + 17

Death smiles at us all

The wolf smiles back

code by corvus

+5 Practice speed or strength 2/2 - done - OUTLAW
+5 Win a spar, or Lose a spar - whichever happens
+5 Complete a spar - BARBARIAN

She was content with continuing onward on her quest to get faster. But it seemed that the Gods had other plans for her as she would feel the sudden sharp pain of claws going into her thighs. A growl formed as her flesh tore and her back legs began to bend. Ears went flat as Astrid would look over her left shoulder and spot the one who would attack her like a coward. Attacking from behind was a cowards move and that frustrated her even more. Her back muscles began to tense up as she would dig her claws into the ground. Alright, let's get this over with. Tucking in her back legs, Astrid would attempt to thrust herself backwards and into her assailant. There wasn't to much she could do right now.

Astrid vs. @Fenrir
Dominance
Round 1 of 3

Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 4 + 19 + 11 + 3

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 6 + 4 + 13

code by javs

+5 Practice SPEED or strength (Outlaw)
+5 Complete a spar or fight (Barbarian)
+10 Win a fight you started OR +5 Lose a fight (Barbarian)

Fenrir found that a quiet, dark laugh had escaped his throat as his claws contacted with his query's flesh. His fangs bared as her lower legs tucked and she thrusted herself into the bulk of his body. The impact would no doubt bruise his chest and belly, but the ache of the blow only would prove to spur him forward.

Fenrir attempted to push off with his hind legs, claws digging into the earth for power and momentum as he attempted to launch himself toward his query's scruff. He would attempt to grab hold of the flesh between her shoulder blades on the back of her neck while releasing his grip on her hind quarters.

@Ástríðr vs. Fenrir
For Dominance
Round 2 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 11 + 13 + 12 + 18

Dodges:

Rolling 2d20: 10 + 8

Death smiles at us all

The wolf smiles back

code by corvus

Well he let go of her thighs and instead seemed to want her scruff. A growl formed then, her thighs ached from the lacerations he caused ones that would surely scar her thick coat. Songbird was surely going to be worried about her once she comes home from this. Right now, Songbird was the only one that Astrid cared for and the only that the viking didn't like to cause worry from. But enough about that, Astrid would let him grab her scruff but would also attempt to throw herself backwards by pushing her front legs off of the ground. Like a bucking bronco.

Astrid vs. @Fenrir
Dominance
Round 2 of 3

Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 15 + 3 + 1 + 11 + 9

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 8 + 7 + 11

code by javs

{+5 Practice SPEED or strength (Outlaw)
+5 Complete a spar or fight (Barbarian)
+10 Win a fight you started OR +5 Lose a fight (Barbarian)}

The young Fenrir felt a jolt of excitement and glee as his fangs clutched the female’s scruff between them! However, she was not interested in rolling over and giving up just yet. The female had a fighting spirit, and launched her front half off the ground. The quick and powerful movement threw Fenrir off balance and he could tell he was about to crash into the ground. She was practically beneath his feet and there was no room for him to correct his footing.

No matter.

If he was going down, he was determined to take her down with him! He attempted to keep his grip on her scruff as his full body weight went to the ground. He was wholeheartedly attempting to bring her to the ground on her back. In order to aid this cause, he also attempted to grip both broad sides of each of her shoulder blades with his clawed paws.

{@Ástríðr vs. Fenrir
For Dominance
Round 3 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 6 + 5 + 11 + 7

Dodges:

Rolling 2d20: 12 + 9

}

Claws dug into her shoulders and a snarl erupted into the air. Well she was already going backwards, there would be no stopping the momentum now. However, Astrid would attempt to jut out her left shoulder and aim to slam it into his armpit. Or really where ever she could get as they went backwards. Just great. Her thighs ached. Now her shoulders? At only 2 the viking would be covered in scars and she was just fine with that as long as she wore them proudly. Defeat or victory, Astrid never went down with a fight and this one found our the hard way.

Astrid vs. @Fenrir
Dominance
FINAL ROUND

Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 16 + 4 + 19 + 10 + 15

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 4 + 17 + 15

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 2 + 18 + 11 + 1 + 5

code by javs

Ástríðr VS. Fenrir FOR Dominance
— RESULTS —

Ástríðr Hits: 3+2+3 = 8
Ástríðr Dodges: 1+1+2 = 4

Fenrir Hits: 3+4+1 = 8
Fenrir Dodges: 2+0+1 = 3

Ástríðr Successful Hits: 5
Fenrir Successful Hits: 4

Ástríðr HAS WON THE CHALLENGE FOR Dominance!

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