ooc: --- +5 Complete a spar or fight +5 Lose / win a spar or fight (defaulted or judged)] The wounds from his last fight had healed, and now that he had someone he was willing to fight for he was here to strengthen his skills. fiery red mane shone in the sun while the russet lion made his way to the pit. Yellow eyes narrowed he began to paw at the dirt beneath his feet, kicking up a little dust and debris wouldn't hurt. It worked last time, why not try again? He chuffed softly seeking a challenger, until he went home he would continue to use his alias. Ears were twitching in his mane, listening intently for a response or if any sneaky sneaks were trying to get the jump on him. Tripfire vs ??? for Spar 0 // 3

Art and Code by Cloudy

Events in her life had taken a drastic turn recently, rousing from the Scottish queen a reawakening of sorts. Her aching heart, both full of love and sadness, was a weight that had become heavy to carry with her at all times.
Once upon a time, hard to see now, she had been fierce and formidable. But time had softened those sharp edges, leaving a lioness so concerned with this or that, family or friends, love or duty. She had taken to wandering a bit, aimless in her destination. It is both coincidence and convenient when the call reaches her shifting blue ears. A chance to remind herself just exactly who she was.

The blue lioness strode, unhurried, toward the lion. Her wide and bright sapphire gaze settled appreciatively across the red hue of his coat. "Pretty." She smiled faintly with a nod.

In an instant she propelled herself forward, attempting to close the distance between herself and the male, her athletic body stretching and coiling with each bound. The lioness aimed to try and get close enough that she could try to skid to a halt at the last second. Both her forearms attempting to come up with each set of talons trying to grapple with his handsome face.

Sláine vs. @Tripfire
spar
Round 1 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 7d20: 4 + 19 + 17 + 11 + 14 + 3 + 8

Dodges:

Rolling 5d20: 16 + 10 + 7 + 4 + 1

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 7 + 2 + 9 + 17 + 14

ART BY IRISH / CODING BY SENTINEL

ooc: --- +5 Complete a spar or fight +5 Lose / win a spar or fight (defaulted or judged)] A lioness of odd coloration appeared, this made his fight number three against a lioness. And his tail tip twitched in irritation, it wasn't that he thought them weaker or less formidable... it was that he was wondering why the lions didn't even bother to show up? And having a losing streak with the previous woman did not help. Noting the way her gaze traveled across his form, he was cautious, he couldn't openly invite her into his den anymore. all he could do was spit pretty words. "Oui, same for you," he drawled forwards with his accent. Shit, she was fast. Lips peeled back into a snarl while she closed the distance, and Tripfire charged fowards to meet her head on. When she skidded to a stop, he did not. He was attempting to slam himself into her, which yes would cause immense bruising but it saved his face. the claws aiming for his face would instead rip out chunks of mane before proceeding to rip into either shoulder leaving painful lacerations in their wake. Jaws sought to grapple the womans left cheek while his own right paw swung up to attempt to grab at her lifted left arm. Claws extended to try and attain a grip at the bend. Eyes narrowed while tail lashed to keep him balanced. Tripfire vs Sláine for Spar 1 // 3 Hits:  Rolling 6d20: 12 + 16 + 9 + 2 + 5 + 20 Dodges:  Rolling 4d20: 12 + 6 + 20 + 15 Luck:  Rolling 5d20: 14 + 20 + 13 + 3 + 4

Art and Code by Cloudy
@Sláine

She's lost to the moment, deriving pleasure from the adrenaline that coursed through her body as she approached the red male. Grateful for the opportunity to expel some of her tension, to take back the power over her own life and her own destiny.

Ears slipped back across her skull as she heard the lion's voice rise in a snarl. A smirk cast across her features, willing him on and as if he could hear her thoughts, the male came straight at her.

As Sláine skidded to a stop, the lion slammed right into her. Knocking the lioness backward more than a few steps. Air sucked out of her quickly bruising chest and she felt dizzy from the impact.
But instinct would take over when her mind could not as her claws moved through his mane and then down to his shoulders.
His mouth came toward her and she tried to swing her own jaws toward his, aiming to bite at his nose as his own fangs tore bloodied skin from her upper and lower lips.
His right paw grasped at her left arm, and though she tried to move it away, he had caught her by the elbow. His claws piercing the delicate blue flesh and drawing blood.

With her free right arm, Sláine aimed to try and dig the right set of her foreclaws into his left shoulder.


Sláine vs. @Tripfire
spar
Round 2 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 7d20: 1 + 19 + 8 + 12 + 10 + 2 + 18

Dodges:

Rolling 5d20: 19 + 15 + 13 + 16 + 3

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 14 + 10 + 1 + 11 + 18

ART BY IRISH / CODING BY SENTINEL

ooc: -- Sorry its blah! The impact shoved her back and he winced feeling his body ache from it. Jaws tasted flesh and he felt a twist in his stomach if pleasure from the taste It lasted only seconds for her jaws had pierced the top of his nose. Hissing in pain he released his hold on her lips aiming to pull his head down while seeking a hold on her neck instead. Always the damn nose! Claws hooked along her elbow and he grunted with satisfaction. Though he snarled when her claws ripped through the flesh on his shoulder leaving deep lacerations. He jerked his paw back suddenly hoping to jerk her arm towards him and cause further damage to the area. Tripfire vs Sláine for Spar 2 // 3 Hits:  Rolling 6d20: 11 + 18 + 13 + 20 + 3 + 7 Dodges:  Rolling 4d20: 1 + 15 + 8 + 2 Luck:  Rolling 5d20: 15 + 19 + 17 + 5 + 4

Art and Code by Cloudy
@Sláine

GOD KILLS INDISCRIMINATELY AND SO SHALL WE

He happened by during a short period of daylight, and would have chanced to be on his way. The most spectacular challenges tended to take place on the borders of prides, heightening the drama and stakes, but he did miss having a consistent way to spend the afternoon. Either training or jeering at challenges from afar. A low chuff caught his attention and he wheeled around with a grin. Hmm, who could he rip apart today? One must enjoy spontaneity some time.

Unfortunately - although the male was one he would happily devour, it was only if he could do so without being found out; and a sea-dark female was already engaged. He'd happily place bets on her. Vermier sighed as he slumped his weight down several ledges and took watch on an overhang halfway up the pit walls. He did need to study the battle techniques of the Dieudonné servants. The male had won the charge, but from there had not pursued an advantage. His shoulder bled heavily but his other limb seemed to struggle to cause similarly severe damage to the female. All brawn, no brain, he surmised, not surmising that it was a trait they shared.

+5 Observe a fight

@Tripfire VS. @Sláine FOR spar
— DEFAULT —

Due to Slaine not posting within the allotted time, this fight has defaulted.

TRIPFIRE HAS WON THE SPAR!

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