The world outside the fighting cubs was dulled to Yrsa, too possessed of a wildfire, too possessed of the angst, the suppressed fears, fury, growing madness. There was only the taste of fur and blood in her mouth and the dull ring in her ears, punctuated by grunt and snarl. She doesn't see her father turn a stern eye to her, though if she had she wouldn't lament the abandonment or promise of reprimand. Yrsa was here, now, in the thick of it - her little heart bounded with joy through the pain, the grit, the taste of dust in her mouth.

The cubs could kick her while she was down as long as they pleased. She enjoyed the thrill of it. She was relieved her brothers did not come for her protection or revenge.

There were embers in her that was stoked to a fire. Pain was kerosene.

Was this what Mutter thrived on? The taste, the bruises, the frenzy?

Before her, above her, the spotty things' spawn were not Miroslavs, not Andal creatures; they were those savage things whose growls ravaged the borders of Ecrosia and curdled at the edges of her nightmares. They were the things that made the fury in her Mutter's eyes grow cold, the things that left their mark in her flesh. Not Leonie, not Scorpius - they would not drown her. Practice for a truer purpose. Their rivalry sparked for their uncle's sin, but rage born of another realm entirely.

Yrsa's little teeth find a tuft of the boy's throat and she does not pause to celebrate - her back feet swipe and cut and kick at the edge of his chin and their claws skim the cheek of the other. No more celebration; she is focused, savage, some tiny feral gremlin indeed. No pause. No mercy.

But the boy is bearing down and the girl is attempting to strangle her where she writhes in the dirt - and tear her ear off while she is at it. Yrsa feels the cub-teeth dig into the tuft of ear and growls to muffle a scream of pain; Leonie gnaws, Scorpius burdens the heave of Yrsa's chest. Still she intends to cut, mangle, until her very last breath! Her wild, ripping snarls are an indication of that untamed ferocity, even as they choke and sputter and rear back again and again with even greater unnerving resonance.

Refusing to give up, she writhes her spine against the hard ground and switches her attention to the girl with a vice-grip around her throat. Attempting to curl her body and push with all the strength of her shaking hind legs, she tries to dig her hind-claws into the chin of Scorpius and (attempts to) push his head up and off with what waning energy and breath she has. But for Leonie, she has released her jaws' and arms' hold on Scorpius and makes an effort to twist her head and grab ahold of the girl's cheek and shake it like a feral dog, even if it means ripping her bloody, sore ear from her mouth.

The odds do not matter to the tiny berserker. Even in a loss, she will go down ripping and gouging with all the barbarity inside her terrible little heart. But the edges of her sight are waning to darkness, and her breaths are ragged between her otherworldly noises...

Yrsa vs @Scorpius & @Léonie
for dominance
Round 3 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 2d20: 8 + 11

Dodges:

Rolling 2d20: 4 + 1

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 9 + 2 + 12 + 18 + 20

There is some possible jostling that Slaine becomes aware of from beyond Halimede. The scots woman could only hope that her friend was fairing well, unable to intervene due to her own present situation.
A swell of relief blossomed in Slaine's blue chest as Leander released his hold of her right paw, she tried to set the incredibly sore and bloodied foot tenderly to the floor. She could not tell at this time if the blood were hers or his. But as sore as she felt, the woman could not lay down her guard as the male was upon her straight away, his mouth sought and gained purchase of the soft flesh of her neck (the left side, behind her cheek). Slaine felt Leander's fangs sink down, blood springing up to slip rapidly from the wound and down her collarbone.
She was otherwise too preoccupied with Halimede to respond properly, though the ecrosian noble did try to lift her left paw (an unknowing attempt to dodge his attempted pin of the limb) and tried to aim her left talons blindly toward his nearest shoulder. Though the angles of their bodies might make this entirely futile and unrealistic. Nevertheless this attempt would put incredible strain on her injured right leg, who bore her front leaning weight.

Meanwhile, with Halimede's paw in her mouth, Slaine would try to double down on her attack, attempting to bite harder. Halimede's own jaws were able to sink down across Slaine's snout, ripping and tearing into her skin and threatening to prise open the clanswoman's grip. In attempt to counter this, Slaine tried to shake her head side to side with the aim to try and loosen Halimede's hold and also in attempt to worsen any wounds she'd (Slaine) hopefully had inflicted.



Slaine & @Ghyslaine VS @Halimede, @Leander ♔ & @Hazel
For Halimede
Round 3 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 7d20: 7 + 8 + 17 + 5 + 9 + 4 + 12

Dodges:

Rolling 5d20: 20 + 4 + 13 + 3 + 17

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 17 + 16 + 6 + 13 + 14

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All she sees is red. Neither blood nor fire yet both at once; his crimson fur like violent wisps surrounding her view, his scent tangible with each heavy breath, hastened by their fervent caterwauling. It takes everything she had not to lose herself in @Amaroq, and though to any onlooker their fight was clearly one violent and brutal, there is something deeper beheld, as if each raking claw were a tender caress, each angry bite a gentle kiss.

And then—he falls, and he takes Avaneira down with him.

His arms hook around her waist, dragging her down rather than slamming her, but her strike upon the ground does not feel pleasant. A burst of heat and hurt sprawls across the right side of her temple where it connected, and a surprised yowl escapes her mouth in a cry. Desperate and uncoordinated in that moment of confusion, knowing only that he held onto her so tightly, and that they were now laying in earth and dust; Avaneira reaches forward, and attempts to bite down onto his muzzle, in one last raging endeavor.

Avaneira vs Amaroq
for dominance
iii of iii

Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 3 + 12 + 10 + 8 + 2 + 16

Dodges:

Rolling 7d20: 15 + 6 + 2 + 17 + 9 + 3 + 7

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 3 + 15 + 11 + 6 + 10

Do you really want me dead
or alive to torture for my sins

His body snarls with want, with hunger. The ivory caress of her soft, soft fur dances within his vision. Her scent intoxicates him, as did the heaving rise and fall of her breast, that lay achingly close to his jaws. They become a tangle of red and white fur, a wickedly sensual blur of heat and wrath and violent passion.

To the earth they'd crash, the soil scattered beneath his frame; the soldier's jaws clenched as the pain of the collision begins to settle their gash along his muscles. He'd growl through the throbbing ache, unrelenting. His powerful arms would grip tightly around her waist, crushing her into his chest. Then she strikes his muzzle, biting down with enough pressure to sting his flesh, the rivulets of blood dripping down his chin.

Still, Amaroq will attempt to hold her, and instead of letting go, he now attempts to roll on top of @Avaneira in the aim of pinning her body beneath him.

Amaroq vs. Avaneira
for Dominance
3 of 3


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While her teeth remain in ghyslain’s skin, the lioness makes a choice that Hazel isn’t sure she would be able to, and rips herself free at the cost of her face. Despite the need to defend her pride-mates, the druid cannot allow herself to be the one to potentially destroy the Mire woman’s cheek, and when she feels the lioness begin to wrench herself free Hazel lets go, hopefully before too much permanent damage is done.

But even so, that doesn’t mean she will allow Ghyslaine to simply run at Leander and Halimede; as the Mire lioness attempts to bulldoze past, Hazel tries to launch at her back end and attempts to hook her forepaws around Ghyslaine’s back legs in an attempt to trip her before she can slam into the Oasis lions, and bring her to the ground.

All of her focus is on her target; whatever is going on behind her, she has no idea. She can only hope they win, that Halimede is safe and remains where she belongs. That this isn't for nothing.

Hazel, @Leander & @Halimede v @Ghyslaine & @Sláine
For Halimede
Round III / III
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 7 + 15 + 5 + 3

Dodges:

Rolling 6d20: 7 + 15 + 17 + 20 + 9 + 14

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 8 + 6 + 1 + 17 + 10

DO NO HARM
TAKE NO SHIT

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The little brat locks around his throat (or at least a chunk of the loose skin there) and refuses to give it up, baby teeth sharp and painful. Her paws smack and claw into him, and it hurts more than wrestling with his siblings ever did. This is real fighting, with real damage and a real winner.

He tries to remain on top of her despite her thrashing, doing his best to ignore the pain and cuts she makes in his flesh, while his sister does her best to choke the Mire princess into submission. It’s grisly, but effective. When his throat is released and Yrsa attempts to grab Leonie by the cheek, Scorpius lifts a big paw and attempts to stop her by trying to slam it down on the side of her face and pressing her down into the dirt.

Where she belongs.

Beneath them.

{Scorpius & @Léonie v @Yrsa
For Dominance (no one picks on my sister but me)
Round III / III
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 14 + 6 + 11 + 7

Dodges:

Rolling 0d20: 20

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 1 + 13 + 5 + 3 + 7

}

@Avaneira VS. @Amaroq FOR DOMINANCE
— RESULTS —

Avaneira Hits: 0+3+2 = 5
Avaneira Dodges: 0+5+2 = 7

Amaroq Hits: 5+5+0 = 10
Amaroq Dodges: 2+2+0 = 4

Note: Avaneira had a loss of dice in Round 1 due to not posting the dice roller code and Amaroq had a loss of dice in Round 3 due to not posting the dice roller code!

Avaneira Successful Hits: 1
Amaroq Successful Hits: 3

@Amaroq HAS WON THE CHALLENGE FOR DOMINANCE!

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@Leander @Halimede @Hazel VS. @Sláine @Ghyslaine FOR @Halimede
— RESULTS —

Leander Hits: 4+2+2+2 Luck = 10
Leander Dodges: 3+5+3 = 11
Halimede Hits: 4+3+4 = 11
Halimede Dodges: 2+2+1 = 5
Hazel Hits: 3+3+1 = 7
Hazel Dodges: 2+2+4 = 8
Total Hits: 28
Total Dodges: 24

Sláine Hits: 3+3+2+1 Luck = 9
Sláine Dodges: 2+3+3 = 8
Ghyslaine Hits: 2+2+1 = 5
Ghyslaine Dodges: 5+2+1 = 8
Total Hits: 14
Total Dodges: 16

Leander/Halimede/Hazel Successful Hits: 12
Sláine/Ghyslaine Successful Hits: -10

@Leander @Halimede @Hazel HAVE WON THE CHALLENGE FOR @Halimede!

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Léonie could feel every breath that passed under her arms while they squeezed, seeking to strangle the other cub into submission. If nothing else, between her choking and gnawing of her ear, she was successful in drawing the enemy’s attention away from Scorpius. Of course, that put her in harm’s way, but that was such a small price to pay if it kept the rabid girl from tearing at her brother’s throat.

The ear she’d tried to mangle was ripped from her teeth as their enemy turned her head away from Scorpius to snap at her instead. Tiny, needle-like teeth came together on her cheek and drew an annoyed hiss through her own fangs as it was ripped at — but Scorpius was quick to come to her aid, as she had rushed to his. Léonie saw his paw in the air and, trying to predict his next move, attempted to turn her head at an angle and better allow Scorpius the room he needed to attack. She did not try to completely pull away from the other girl, but readily offered her the skin she sought, sacrificing her cheek. Léonie tried to give her what she wanted to keep her attention on her, and not her brother’s paw.

Throughout the mangling of her cheek, the Oasis daughter attempted to not only maintain her hold, but to squeeze her opponent’s throat tighter, trying to completely close it even as the other cub wildly squirmed about. Léonie didn’t intend to release her until she was forced to.

@Léonie & @Scorpius vs. @Yrsa
Dominance
Round 3 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 2d20: 16 + 7

Dodges:

Rolling 2d20: 1 + 4

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 5 + 6 + 11 + 3 + 1

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@Yrsa VS. @Léonie & @Scorpius FOR DOMINANCE
— RESULTS —

Yrsa Hits: 0+2+1+2 Luck = 5
Yrsa Dodges: 0+1+0 = 1

Léonie Hits: 2+1+1+1 Luck = 5
Léonie Dodges: 1+1+0 = 2
Scorpius Hits: 4+3+2 = 9
Scorpius Dodges: 0+0+1 = 1
Total Hits: 14
Total Dodges: 3

Yrsa Successful Hits: 2
Léonie/Scorpius Successful Hits: 13

@Léonie & @Scorpius HAVE WON THE CHALLENGE FOR DOMINANCE!

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