Few things caused Elaine joy. Pride challenges weren't high on that list normally but a pride challenge in the Oasis made by one of their own. That went straight to the top. She hoped it would prove to be fun. Elaine moved toward the Oasis with ease and arrived to see her niece being targeted. Her parents were there but before either of them could do much, Amara jumped in. Elaine raised her brow slightly as she watched her mother and heard the words between them. She wasn't sure he had ever heard her mom bicker while fighting before. She shook her head slightly and started moving toward the group of Bluff members until she spotted the young cubs around @Revna.

She moved quickly to her side and snapped at @Roussel and @Silvine that Revna was trying to keep in line. Tu ne devrais pas être ici. you shouldn't be here Her icy gaze fair harsher than the last time she saw them. Restez avec elle et hors de vue. stay with her and out of sight She glanced at Revna for a long moment. She didn't think the lioness would have been up for coming out of the Bluffs in such a public way, was she just here to protect the cubs or was she looking for a way out? Elaine stepped out in front of them a little and watched the space around them closely with an ear on those near her. She would fight and kill anyone who tried to touch one of the cubs.

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VERA

She wasn't one of the first individuals to arrive at the Oasis but the rumor-mill worked fast and once Vera caught wind that there was a challenge to attend she was slowly and casually making her way out of the Mire. She missed the fun that came with events like this. Even though she knew that it was someone's home that was being uprooted she still couldn't help the part of her that enjoyed the chaos and mayhem. Vera didn't know anyone from the Oasis and it was no great loss to her; she was simply attending for the sake of drama. And because she was incredibly bored. The woman made her way along the outskirts of the immense group gathered, an ear flicked forward and listening as she attempted to stake a claim to an area not that far off from @Alexander ♔ and his company. She was completely unaware that he was the King of the Hollows, however whatever he was saying about "truces" had her quite intrigued. Lowering herself on the ground she made herself as small as possible and hopefully unnoticeable along the few boulders and sparse bushes. Magenta gaze flickered from the Hollow lions to the fight on the sidelines and back again, whatever would happen tonight would surely cause some heads to roll. That much was certain.

*Vera is attempting to hide!


[sleuth exp/doubled from Keligan]
+20 Spy on another pride
+20 Remain undetected in a large thread
+20 Learn something about pride/group relations

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Regardless of the cub’s answer, Adelita would be there to treat whatever wounds incurred by members of her pride. With both the cub’s parents there it would seem, Adelita knew the youth was now well protected. As Amara had told her, they protected their own - and cubs seemed to be extremely protected by the Bluffs members. The fight would continue to carry on between Amara and the lioness who had targeted the cub, and mentally the little healer would take account of what herbs she would need and if they were in her satchel for the aftermath of the fight - and that of the Wolfbron member who had challenged for this desert pride.

Another would arrive, spitting venom at her for calling the one lioness a cowardly bitch. A slight lip curl escaped her as she sat between the other Wolfbron members and glared at the one who had spoken to her - @Minerva. "I called her as such for attacking a child when she had plenty of adult targets to pick from. Only a coward attacks children." Adelita said simply, remaining in her spot and not moving.

"I do not rise to answer childish taunts." She added on, knowing that if the lioness dared attack her, she would be well protected by those in her pride. Emerald eyes flickered around her, spotting the other cubs in the area - but they seemed to be well taken care of for the moment. The healer was not a fighter, but she had tricks hidden within her satchel that could aid her pridemates if the need arose - and not everything in her satchel healed.

actions. "speech."

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She is here. Her fury, the molten lava in her veins. How dare they - how dare they. The Blood Mother is restless, her soul aching for violence and the turmoil that comes from war. Alexander, her kin - they seek peace, solitude and all that comes with it. But the woman that had come to know death, the facets of war - every intimate, ugly detail...

Teodora could never rest.

This place in all it's chaotic glory sang to her. She seethed, aching with every fiber of her being to rend and tear into anything viable. To lacerate the flesh of her enemies and relish in their torment. Misery loved company and it was misery she would sing.

The sight of her nephew settled next to the enemy elicits a guttural sound from deep within her throat. It vibrates up her throat and expels from her nostrils in a snarl. Skulking close, the Blood Mother falls in line for a moment, but after slips past both Alexander and @Dragos to take her rightful place just before them. For now, she is quiet - for now she is c o n t r o l l e d.

Teeth flash, saliva glistening from her fangs as the ghoul slit watches the scene. A vibrant, predatorial eye scans every body, every creature - anyone who she could sink her fangs into.

Teodora is open for interaction & fights.

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He sends Sedona away. There is no choice in the matter, no argument to be had. The risk is too great. His wounds from the last challenge have barely scarred over, and they come again. Again, and again. It will never stop, will it? His third year has barely begun, and Scorpius is tired of it already. Do they see him as a weak king? Does he seem like an easy target?

He’ll show them weak.

Scorpius arrives quietly, red eyes quickly taking in the masses gathered - his sister fighting the Dieudonne queen, the bitch that insists on continuing a war that started with his father - and his other sister shouting insults. He passes @Caltáriel and @Walpurgis. "Anyone that isn’t Obsidian or the Summit are not wanted here, on my borders or inside it." He says loudly, giving the lead fighter - and any other Oasis member - leave to do as they see fit to remove them. "Get rid of them." An ear flicks as the Cove king chuffs to his lead hunter, and Scorpius frowns at her, but he says nothing as he walks away.

Irritation shows when he notes @Alexander ♔ sitting peacefully with the Bluffs lions, and one of their own the challenger. The boy-king settles for a narrowed glare towards the Hollows leader and his group of kin. How nice it must be to be able to make peace with the cannibals while they rip apart your supposed allies.

Finally, Scorpius bothers to look at the lioness who called for him. She doesn’t look like a Dieudonne, but she might as well be one. Her scent is of the Bluffs. Oh, he knows her. She’d witnessed his actions in the passage, when he’d ripped out a tongue.

"You’re going to regret this." He tells her once he’s walked within speaking distance. Win or lose. Scorpius knows there’s a chance this older lioness could beat him. Cirilla had come close, thanks to the poison on her claws, her age. This fight is not guaranteed, and the knowledge scares him. Failure is unacceptable, and yet, a very real possibility.

Without another word, Scorpius pushes off the sand and lunges forward - aiming for Helah’s front. What’s the point of being sneaky? He attempts to close the distance between them with building momentum behind his bulk and come at her hard and fast. His left front paw lifts and attempts to slam into her right eye, carrying with it the sand and grit of his home. He attempts to dig his claws in above her eye socket and drag them downwards. At the same time, his neck bends and his skull tips to his right and he attempts to lock his jaws around the left side of the lioness’s throat. Blindly, his right front paw slams down, trying to pin her left paw under his weight and claws.

Scorpius vs @Helah
For Andal Oasis
I of V
Hits:

Rolling 8d20: 10 + 3 + 11 + 16 + 7 + 1 + 5 + 18

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 12 + 14 + 19

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 20 + 9 + 10 + 7 + 4

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Double exp
+10 attend a challenge

Caillen was late, but better late than never, right? The young lioness had her eyes travel through each face she could detect as she approached the Obsidian group already there. A soft smile adorned her lips while she took a seat near them. Respecting the borders like the rest, never crossing over. She knew better not to trespass in homes that weren't hers. Even if it was one where she slept back when her father was still here. "Hello!" She greeted as she started to watch the fights unfold.

"Who is the one challenging?" She asked @Alexander ♔ or anyone nearby. Wanting to start a conversation on her own to try making a good ambient.

Code by Danyeen - Art by Drifty

+10 observe a fight (Scorpius vs Helah)
+10 Observe a fight (Leonie vs Amara)

Zahra hadn't been here in ages—a home she had long ago under Seneca's rule. She enjoyed her time here with her tike until the idiotic Ryker took it away from them. She was happy they were back, that they could call it home again—well,  at least Miroslav, whom she respected and had a good image of as she once aided them in Wolfbron when they were cubs. Of course, she wasn't aware of the rift Cirilla caused between Sigrun and Miroslav. All this was thanks to her time as a captive in the Hollows, all the news she had missed made her angry that Vermier had taken such important things from her.
 
She takes a seat, respecting their borders. "I am rooting for the Miroslav. I hope they can keep their home." She didn't care who she could offend with her honest opinion about this, but she never cared about that. She was going to speak her mind and not lie.

She then looks at the other fight taking place between two familiar faces. But she didn't know their names. (Amara and Leonie).

//
She is not trespassing

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A call rang that immediately made her bones become chilled. Fear coursing through her body as she wasn't sure if she was going to be found. To the Oasis, she did not feel as though she had a reason to hide but to "others" she did. The Oasis was no enemy of hers but yet the leader had not mentioned that Vermeda was safe to be here like the Summit or the Hollow. She just wanted to know and to have the knowledge of what happened here and simply did not wish to bring more attention to herself than her family around had. So she tried her very best to spectate, gazing at the male that went straight to the Bluffs Heiress. A paw reaching to swipe at her face and Ana takes in a deep but silent breath. Eyes moving to the fight that now included the Bluffs Sovereign instead of the younger child, a mother protecting her own? Or another family member? It was hard to say but they didn't fight with honor so it was clear that this was clear aggression. A feud or even a war that she hadn't even known existed until now. Both of these fights were met with anger and she made sure to dictate where she could help if either pride needed it. Knowing that neither were an ally of the Brook but that didn't mean that she couldn't reach out to help.

analia has covered her scent,
and is hiding outside the borders

+10 - Observe a challenge and learn the results (Helah vs. Scorpius)
+10 - Observe a challenge and learn the results (Leonie vs. Amara)
+10 - Attend a challenge to assess the wounds
w/ Keligan's doubler.

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the sands here are different, shifting strangely under her paws as she approaches the strange smelling pride-lands. in the wake of her mother's departure, she follows her scent trail until it becomes too muddled by the other scents around, and then she just follows the sound, and conglomeration of scents. she is quiet, slipping and weaving through the crowd as she pads across the sands- searching for her mother, and thankful for the dusk coolness. she nears @Tiamat, coming to sit beside her- her blue eyes shifting to the others present, trying to mark the scents she scented, trying to study each and everyone one. there was a fight going on, two females viciously going at each other- and she wondered if this fight was why they were all gathered.

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Blah. Blah. Blah. The words that were spoken were catching but Amara wasn't about to give up the ability to use her teeth to talk with this, thing. Amara was aware of the actions of her family, mostly, and things weren't as black and white as this lioness seemed to be thinking. The blood that had been spilled had been earned, on both sides but attacking her grandcub. That was over the line. Beyond anything Amara would allow now. Blood and flesh taken from adults was part of life. Amara's silence was as loud as any words she could speak. Let the child flap her gums while Amara shredded into her.

Amara's neck was tugged and pulled against as Léonie's teeth sliced through the flesh and blood broke free. Amara's claws dug into flesh and Amara attempted to drag them downward toward the ground, aiming to place her paw back to the sandy ground. Her teeth sinking into shoulder muscle as her throat gets punched into and she feels claws digging in. Amara's body reacted and she pulled back slightly, nearly letting go but she quickly got ahold of herself and attempted to thrash her head back and forth to rip into the shoulder but also as an attempt to dislodge the claws from her throat. It was mostly protected but things could change in a moment.


Amara vs. @Léonie
Major Maim
Round 3 / 4

Hits:

Rolling 7d20: 13 + 18 + 11 + 17 + 5 + 3 + 20

Dodges:

Rolling 6d20: 14 + 10 + 15 + 5 + 6 + 20

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 17 + 9 + 6 + 11 + 7

Image by Machati and table code by Amanda