Wolfgang feels his right shoulder make impact with the ashen lion’s chest, a pain blossoming through the joint that he will bear in exchange for that strike. The reaching of his jaws forward to bite at Castus’s neck is intercepted by a toss of the man’s head, and Wolfgang is irritated to feel his teeth make no purchase on the new piece of face presented to him, nor the the neck he had been aiming for.

It is all at a cost; as fights were. The shove of the man’s head had jarred his jaws, and his skull felt rattled and his muzzle bruised. He feels the man’s claws lacerate that same spot across his right ribcage, the shallow skin now bleeding strongly. Those dark jaws grip into Wolfgang’s neck and puncture deep into thick muscle and fur. The Bezra man does not make even a groan, stoic and silent as he was in all things.

Before he can attack again, Wolfgang hears a snarl of a word he is quickly tiring of and Raizel’s claws rake into the flesh of his rump, drawing cuts. It is followed by jaws he feels in the muscle of his lower back that pierce further into his dark hide; stinging. In the background, he hears his wife’s angry cry and fear for her and a satisfaction she has leapt to his defence - even if he can’t see her at that moment - mingle in his heart.

He doesn’t have time to focus on it, but in the chaos he hears the call for Ania rise. An ugly expression of rage curls across the Bezra man’s face finally and he snarls. But he can’t turn to secure his wife’s freedom at that moment.

His Gods knew would not leave it uncontested when he had the chance.

Wolfgang attempts to drop and slam his hindquarters toward his right and at Raizel. Giving up on being a standing pincushion to teeth, he attempts to lash out with writhing hind-limbs, blindly trying to claw at Raizel’s face and neck with his hind-claws and bruising kicks. He wanted her off. To Castus he attempts another bite as he drops, aiming to sink his teeth in deep to the man’s right shoulder.

He kept his defences the best he could, eyes narrowed, ears flattened and his tail firmly tucked.

Wolfgang & @Ania vs @Castus & @Raizel
For @Darcy
Round 2 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 19 + 6 + 9 + 20 + 4 + 14

Dodges:

Rolling 5d20: 17 + 4 + 11 + 10 + 13

Luck:

Rolling 6d20: 6 + 13 + 14 + 12 + 19 + 7

Rainhart is not dissuaded by the expulsion of bright blood onto his face - it spatters across his dark features in a fine spray but as his eyes were already narrowed he luckily gets none in them.

They mirror in their movements, and just as Rainhart feels his teeth make purchase in the tawny lion’s face, teeth pierce at his own left cheek. The punctures well red and stinging. He feels his left paw strike true, into pale mane and past, into flesh then to the ground with it’s bloody goal done.

The muscles of Rainhart’s right ankle strain, trying to resist the crushing force levelled upon the paw. It felt numb and heavy, the circulation waning and the pain was immense but fantastic. He felt alive.

With a hiss he tries a trick learnt from the firnen sovereign only recently, attempting to recoil his head - ignorant of further damage the man’s teeth might cause - and then immediately tried to violently bring the crown of it back, aiming for Khal’s already bloodied snout with a powerful headbutt. He kept his ears flattened, eyes narrowed and tried to balance his weight amongst the paws not currently being crushed.

Rainhart vs @Khal
For Minor Maim
Round 3 / 4
Hits:

Rolling 7d20: 2 + 13 + 18 + 15 + 12 + 3 + 6

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 9 + 12 + 1

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 12 + 5 + 17 + 3 + 15

code © hinter

Her attention is roughly pulled away from her mother, eyes forced from @Renfri as panic surges through her. Blood clogged the smell on her nose, the body that was upon her - or her upon it? - tumbeled and flailed as they fell, but what struck out the most were the claws lashing out at her and cutting up her shoulders and forelimbs.

A seething hiss breaks from her features, and Seifrienriosa yowls, her own claws attempting to smack back, eyes prying open from her position on the ground to view the male she was now locked in combat with. A brook cub, an enemy - her mother was going to kill her.

Seifrienriosa vs @Weimar for dominance
1/3

Hits:

Rolling 0d20: 5

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 1 + 6 + 18 + 8

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 6 + 20 + 13 + 1 + 8

@Roarke & @Viper VS. @Recluse & @Tulie
FOR @Rhea
— FIGHT TIMERS PAUSED  —

This fight and its timers are currently paused pending a Fight Club discussion and review. All other posting can continue to happen in this thread without issue.

Another post will be made to signal the unpausing of the fight timers, at which time the fight can continue.

@Zahra VS. @Ryker FOR minor maim
— FIGHT TIMERS UNPAUSED —

This fight and its timers are unpaused, now that the Fight Club has concluded its review.

The fight can now continue, and it is Ryker’s turn.

(@Anyu said I could edit to fix a code cause I didn't close a tag.

It's @Ania's turn next.. @Hinter , you can pp knocking Raizel unconscious in your next post if you'd like.)


Raizel's attack lands as she ends up getting her grip on Wolfgang's back, her claws and teeth piercing his flesh. She ATTEMPTED to crunch her bite down harder into his back until she felt the body of Ania ram into her. With an oomph, her grip was released but not without the ATTEMPT of causing damage with teeth and claws to Wolfgang's flesh as she flew off of him. Bruising developed all over her body as she tumbled and her face got the brunt of Wolfgang's claws as he smacked her with fury. Blood pouring from her wounds as she TRIES to bite his toes. Her flank bleeds from Ania's claws as the lioness spits distaste at Raizel. Eyelids remained lowered and ears pinned as her fatigue really started to hit her. But she couldn't give up on preventing her wife from being stolen.


@Castus & Raizel vs @Wolfgang & @Ania
For Darcy
2/3
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 14 + 7 + 11 + 4

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 4 + 18 + 17 + 6

Luck:

Rolling 7d20: 2 + 18 + 6 + 1 + 20 + 15 + 16

+1 luck from @Khal (VB Lead Scout)
(Taking into account, fatigue dice from Spar with Hyacinth)

Heloise was not, perhaps, the crazed demon lady her opponent might think she was. Was she pissed off? Yes, absolutely. Was she going to do irreparable damage to the other woman because she'd dared to come in here and try to capture one of their members? No, apparently not. Because as @Anniston rammed her shoulder into her, Heloise let go of her paw and allowed herself to be pushed back, creating space between them. Her ear smarted, and she had no doubt that it had teeth marks and furrows in it, but it was still there.

Ye come on, she snapped in return with an irritated huff. Think ye can come in here and take whatever ye please. Ye all alike. It was a gross over-exaggeration considering how many of the lions fighting alongside her were also from outside of Amaryllis at one point in their lives, but still. She was angry, and didn't want to bother with specifics at the moment.

She glanced around, seeing what was going on and what might come of the battles that were raging around her.

and we don’t need saving

We’re hell raising

She was not left alone for long since her pacing began. @Seraphiel came to her and shielded her with his body, large in size but how the warmth came off of him. And the mixture of blood and she stopped moving. I understand, but I am here to help bandage anyone that I can. As Lead Medic I'm not going to sit around and not do anything. Even if that meant risking her life in the Brook. For her to be stolen away to another pride she was not familiar with, but right now it didn't matter at all to her as she moved her nose towards Seraphiel's body and sniffed. You're hurt.. here let me help you. She would state and began to dig into her satchel.

code by corvus / image by kim

Ryker wound on her wrist is hurting and bleeding badly. She wasn't sure if there might be broken bones but as the stubborn warrior she was, she didn't mind pain or anything. She only had one goal today and that was to make him bleed even though she lost she wanted to leave her mark on his hide.

She found out he had his A claws poisoned. She knew that because she felt her how from her nose blood started to come out, from nowhere. She was angry, but her claws too were poisoned(with CENTURY PLANT sap).

Her shoulder managed to hit his nose but not as severely as she aimed it to be. As she sought to bite him, he Slammed the crown of his head against her open mouth which led her to feel a lot of pain in her lower upper jaw. But in the process her upper fangs caused moderate lacerations on his forehead. Then Ryker's claws managed to cause lacerations on the left side of her neck, which with the poison might worsen her current state.

. Angry she turned her face to her left side and ATTEMPTED to catch his paw(The one he used to claw her with) between her jaws. Trying to return him the favor but with his own writs.

Zahra vs @Ryker @Corvus ★
for minor maim
3/4
Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 11 + 9 + 4 + 3 + 16 + 17

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 12 + 5 + 15 + 7

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 6 + 8 + 4 + 3 + 17

>>She aimed to bite him on the wrist as he did with her earlier

Injuries: Lacerations on the side of her neck, and wrist, and a bleeding nose caused by the poison on his claws.

BG — ART — CODE

Suddenly, it was over as the prophet got the sense that victory was near. Even bleeding and out of breath, he knew enough of the taste of winning to tell that they had won. It mattered not to him that there had been nothing fair about their attack. The rules of war were not fair and he has not come to abide by the laws of others.

He was above it all. A god and he was only getting started. With victory assured, he was quick to disentangle himself from the mess, looking to his former opponent afterwards.

You will not have her this day! He shouted, turning to @Hexa

There was much more to do.

But not here.

Exit Lachesis