One by one she watched as those around her dropped like flies. Tulie clinging to the back of a larger male as he rolled, getting herself crushed because she would not, from some unknown reason, let go. Keligan crumbling suddenly, though she had missed what exactly took him out. Even Khadija beside her, who had been upright and talking only moments before, suddenly collapsed. Gods, was there something in the air? Her tail flicked in annoyance, but nothing compared to the rage that coiled in her at the sight of her sister folding, willingly conceding the fight despite being fully capable of continuing. Pathetic. The thought hissed through her mind, reaffirming the decision she had made all those years ago to cut her littermate off. Her lips curled in disgust at the sight, but she quickly schooled her expression into something void of any emotion. She looked around taking in the scene around her. Her daughter fought another cub, and she could not intervene. All she could do was trust that she’d done well enough in teaching Seifri that the girl would be able to get herself home in one piece. Rising, she made her way over towards the side of the border that the Illyrians had arrived from, waiting for her captors to escort her to her prison. -exit-

Art & Code by Vasilia

Pain sears deep within her face, as teeth and claws, she doesn't even know what tears at her face because she is back on a battlefield, her back against stone as an onslaught of other lions advanced on them. Screams of her sisters as they were cut down echoed in her mind, and Yelena's world froze entirely on the sound of that scream.

She ripped away, her eyes wide with an unseen terror- before she bolted from the territory- her heart pounding as her brain gave way to the memories of the past. Yelena was done with this, her heart racing, her chest heaving as she simply ran, and ran.

-exit unless stopped-

ART BY YUMPY, CODE BY LARS

@Henrik & @Azriael VS. @Morrigan & @Parvati FOR Parvati
— DEFAULT —

Due to Azriael failing to post within the timers, they have defaulted from the fight. The other participants can continue, and it is now @Parvati's turn.

@Capucine @Maven @Mateo @Velimor VS. @Mavour @Reah @Aeistrios FOR @Isla ♔
— RESULTS —

Capucine Hits: 2+2+2+3 luck = 9
Capucine Dodges: 1+2+1 = 4
Maven Hits: 1+0+1+4 luck = 6
Maven Dodges: 4+3+1=8
Mateo Hits: 1+3+4+4 luck = 12
Mateo Dodges: 0+0+0 = 0
Velimor Hits: 3+3+0+4 luck = 10
Velimor Dodges: 3+1+0 = 4

Mavour Hits: 1+1+2+7 luck = 11
Mavour Dodges: 2+1+2= 5
Reah Hits: 2+2+3+6 luck = 13
Reah Dodges: 3+2+2= 7
Aeistrios Hits: 4+4+6+5 luck = 19
Aeistrios Dodges: 3+1+3= 7

Capucine, Maven, Mateo, Velimor Successful Hits: 18
Mavour, Reah, Aeistrios Successful Hits: 27

@Mavour @Reah & @Aeistrios HAVE WON THE CHALLENGE FOR @Isla ♔!

In official wars and raids, fight result timers and posting restrictions are negated. Posting may continue, but the results of this fight cannot be acknowledged ICly until either both challengers have responded, or if 3 days have gone by. Whichever comes first!

Around the cacophony of bloodshed and violence, Khal had held little hope of doing anything more than making himself a nuisance. And yet as he saw the Firnen man's head stoop low once more to make a final grab for his limb, Khal remembered when Walpurgis had done the same to him, left him broken, carried from the battlefield by his lover.

Defiance won out over his fatigue for a precious moment and he abandoned his others attacks to take one vicious swing with his left paw, towards the offending, threatening jaws, and raking them upward across the right side of @Rainhart's face, trying to use his own momentum of a lunge against the Rainforest lion. Afterward he would stumble back a step in surprise. Realizing... he'd won?

His own muzzle was bleeding, nostrils dripping blood down his chin, and with a finally shake and a snort to clear his breathing, Khal would turn away from the melee. His piece was done, and he needed to make sure none of these fiends had lurked deeper into the territory and found an unexpecting Voluspa. exit khal

coding by flea & image by yumpy

The fight was finally over. The trio from the Lorien Kingdom ended up victorious against the group of Illyrian’s. Reah couldn’t help but grin a bloodied malicious grin as she looked at the pale girl she had just beaten. Usually, the Arcane Queen would’ve spat some sort of hateful, witty comment towards the woman. However this time she had no words. The damage was done, she had helped her King steal the Heiress of the Summit, and her pride mates had failed at defending her. How foolish of them. Her work here was done. She had stolen from the Brook, beaten the Heiress of Illyria, and then ripped her from her home as well. She had done enough, now it was time to return to her Kingdom. Without another word Reah slipped into the shadows, leaving the Brook and its allies broken and beaten. /exit Reah

art by vasilia | code by scorpixia♡︎

The texture of fangs sliding through and across the punctures they had already made on Parvati's rump felt white and hot, like a sharp knife in steak, jiggling free more blood and worsening the damage to the tender tissue. Of more concern was the nearby cooperating claws, for these restricted the silver lion's movement. Front limbs, unburdened, scrabbled in fear. Messy and hasty and ineffective given the hook and unaccustomed weight tearing down one hind leg. Ears folded back, Parvati fetched a glance over one shoulder and hissed. The enemy seemed patchwork and mottled like a wild dog. "L-let go!" they cried and tried to shake free once more.

@Henrik & @Azriael vs. @Parvati & @Morrigan
theft of @Parvati
2/3

Escape Attempts:

Rolling 1d10: 1

It is the mighty swipe of the younger lion’s claws that ends it. Tearing deep cuts into the right side of his face, Rainhart grunts in pain and recoils, parting from their tussle. Though it hadn’t touched his eye, it had come too close and as the wounds begin to bleed profusely, his right eye’s vision is quickly blurred, stinging. With a baring of his teeth the Firnen lion recognises his defeat.

He isn’t the first to leave however; he squints, standing his ground til his opponent turns to move further into the brook’s lands. Only then does Rainhart part from the scene, headed for the safety of the rainforest and his stash of healing herbs.

/exit Rainhart

code © hinter

Levana sees the battle between her noble and the other male, watching the other male swipe claws at Rainhart, a snarl escapes her bloody maw as she expects more viscoousness to come from the opponent by Rainhart slinks off toward home, so Levana moves carefully, to leave and catch up with the male so she could aid him..

She ignores the wounds shed gathered from her own fight, though the taste of blood, and the sting was always present, she would need to wash herself so she could attempt to calculate her damage. The Queen disappeared into the foliage, the adrenaline winding down finally as the Raid was coming to the end.

/Levana Exits To Help Rainhart

All he knows is that they have come out victorious. He doesn't feel good to steal someone away from their home, but it means if anything... he has lived up to his promise.

Untangling himself from the fight, Wolfgang stood protectively by Ania, his dark lips peeled back in the echoe of a snarl. His wounds smarted. He glowered for a long, suspicious moment before he turns, chuffing for @Azriael and guarding @Ania with his body, giving her protection to leave; and for Azriael if he was done with whatever fight he had leapt into himself. He grew tired of this conflict.

/exit Wolfgang