Never before would she of imagined fighting family - but the trend seemed to be a new start of things for Seifrienriosa. The scars on her hips were a reminder of the events at her mother's claw and fury. Perhaps it made sense now, why Renfri was so mad at her. Stepping out of line... caused them to look weak. Words against their own, actions against their own, was weakness. Seifri hadn't been strong that day in Wolfbron... she'd been weak, disobeying her mother and risking enemies knowing she didn't have full control over her members. Weak. She understood now, though. She understood well. And now, it was time for Yasmin to learn too. Yasmin fell beneath Seifri, and the Saxe felt a forepaw smacking against her face, all while paws hit against her abdomen from underneath. A hiss of pain, her face furrowing from the feeling, before her jaws splayed and aimed a bite for Yasmin's neck. She hoped to make the message clear - traitors should die. Seifri vs @Yasmin for Minor Maim 2/4 Hits: Rolling 1d20: 6 Dodges: Rolling 3d20: 11 + 12 + 20 Luck: Rolling 3d20: 20 + 17 + 1

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Despite her attacker being so much smaller and younger, the ferocity that Seifri wielded unnerved Yasmin more than she would have liked to admit. There was true anger in those little glimpses of the girl’s face that she could see between their scuffling, around her paws as she tried to push her away to no avail. Her parents’ daughter, through and through, the true Saxe didn’t relent, didn’t hesitate, no matter Mina’s efforts. It made her fearful of just what she might do to win.

Her heart kicked up in speed within her chest as she saw just for a second the flash of the girl’s lengthy fangs before they lunged for her neck. Yasmin flinched, writhed in an effort to draw away from the bite, but still felt the painful, stinging pinch of teeth upon her skin. She cried out and the sound became a growl as she tried again to throw Seifri off of her with a forceful kick of her hind feet, trying to roll out from beneath her and properly get on the offensive.

Yasmin vs. @Seifrienriosa
for Minor Maim
Round 2 / 4
Hits:

Rolling 3d20: 2 + 19 + 4

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 6 + 16 + 15

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 12 + 4 + 2 + 16 + 13

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there was a garden growing

Her steps lead to no general direction. The fights were dragging longer then she liked and a possibility of anyone stepping forward proved to be tedious. Too many distractions.

Ratha's skin prickled under the visual of another. Their eyes briefly boring into her back as she wandered back the way she came. Her home now a sight of brawls and loud voices. It irked her to no end. So to find her brother @Asbjørn alive and well, she couldn't help clearing the space between them. No words leaving her lips.

His attention solely on their sister @Eisa. She affectionately bumped her head into his shoulder. Worry etching over her features as he, too, looked on with hatred. Soft whispers of prayers to their Deity mumbling over quiet breath to once again claim the Brook. She stood next to him, @Yavanna and @Isla ♔. No longer feeling overwhelmed or alone in all of this. Her eyes shifting from one fight to the other.

Observe a fight (Cassandra v Renfri)
Observe a fight (Eisa v Aeistrios)

from a black hole in my mind

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(1/2) +20 Remain undetected in a large thread (5+ characters) (double xp event)
(1/2) +10 Observe a fight (cassandra vs renfri) (double xp event)
(1/2) +10 Observe a fight (eisa vs aeistrios) (double xp event)
Even though he's not close to his family didn't mean he kept up with the political side of them. When he'd heard that Vermeda was no longer under native control, Arkyn knew that sooner than later one of them would fight for it back - and no other than the previous Queen herself. Yellow eyes watch from a distance, hidden behind thick brush and greenery. He didn't feel like having himself be seen, wanting to watch the fight in the background. And not one, but two. Eyes shift back and forth as he watches the main fight and the one between the plum man and a lioness he was sure he was related to in some fashion. Settling closer to the ground, Arkyn would let out a slow exhale of breath through flared nostrils, wondering who was going to win both fights here today.

arkyn is hiding!

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Late to arrive but it was better than never showing up right? Challenges became a contant place for her to be, where she could learn from older lions when they fought. But not only that, but entertainment was also a reason of why she had come to most fo these evens of fights for having somone's throne. Something at this age she didnt have a big wish to get.

She arrived sitting down outside of the boders, watching the main challenge but also one of two young lions. A bit older than herself. Wondeirng why. But whatever the reaosn was she wanted to see how somone a bit older than her fought. She used a rock to sharpen her claws, just because she could do so.

+10 Observe a fight(Seifri vs Yasmin)
+10 Observe a fight(Cassandra vs Renfri
+10 Sharpen your claws

She had lingered behind a while to ensure the hairballs were blissfully sleeping before she’d slowly uncurled her body from around them to sneak away, following the trail her husband had taken. Léonie made her way down the Summit and into the neighboring Brook, her hazel eyes searching the crowd for that handsome, masked mug — and there it was. The nearby violence disregarded for the moment, the dark imp moved through the darkness, creeping toward @Thrain to slide in beside him. “I sincerely hope she kicks his ass,” she hummed and tipped her head toward Eisa and the bastard she was locked in battle with. “He’s a prick. Totally deserved what he got.” You know, poisoned and then dethroned. “Not overly fond of that one,” she continued, a paw waving toward Cassandra. “But between her and these ass-munchers, I’ll take it.” No, Léonie was not impressed with Cassandra — not after the way she’d treated her that day following Scorpius’ victory. She knew she was related to the Greyflood family though, and Léonie did like Morrigan and her kin, so for her, she hoped for a victory. That, and she wanted to see Aeistrios and his minions lose again.

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Mercifully, the adopted boy didn’t turn her away. The moment Elio gave her room, Aneistri took it, wriggling her way beneath his forelimbs to stand between them, her face scrunched up and pressed firmly against his left leg. She didn’t want to see anything, not the flashing lights, the scary number of strangers, the fighting happening just beyond where they stood. If she could have tucked her ears against him in the same motion, she would have too, because the sounds were just as bad and continued to make her jump.

She was so inattentive, she didn’t see her siblings diving into the fray—though she heard their shouts and protesting growls—or her father being set upon by one of the present strangers. It took Elio’s forward thinking and nudging to get her to move to safety, filled with anxiety the moment she felt his leg shift and the barrier between her and the world go with it. Her eyes sprang open and a fearful whine left her as she scrambled beneath him again, curling around his paw with a whimper.

Ani couldn’t wait for this terrible night to end.

LEIAH

Leiah had always been particularly fond of her sleep, but as the night progressed and the storm worsened she was woken from her sleep. Immediately she realized that something was very off. It took her approximately three minutes to race out of her den, paws kicking mud every which direction all the while. She careens around a corner to come face first with the growing crowd of strangers. Her lilac gaze scans the crowd, seeing her father tangled up with a red woman and her step-mother fighting a brown woman. They were fighting for what? What was the reasoning this time? She was too young to really remember the challenge at the Plains but the chaos of this all felt very similar to that. Through the crowd she sees @Aneistri and @Elio and makes a beeline for them. Her gaze snaps to @Seifrienriosa and @Yasmin scuffling on the sidelines as well and she's officially completely confused on what the hell has gotten into them. Shouldn't they all be protecting one another? "What set Seifri onto Yasmin?" She barks to Elio, hoping he could give her some kind of insight onto the situation.

[barbarian exp/doubled]
+10 - Observe a fight (Cassandra v. Renfri)
+10 - Observe a fight (Eisa v. Aeistrios)
+10 - Observe a fight (Seifrienriosa v. Yasmin)

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Come out and play, it’s fun in the dark

Another challenge, another call for a fight.

Neeha did not know anything of the brook, of the connection the natives held to the place. She did however know @Kvare had gone. The dark and firy man had taken up the thrown of Caladan after her mother had given birth. He was high sovereign now and Neeha didn't really mind that, maybe she would have befor it all crumbled to the ground. But now? Kvare was strong and big and mom cared for him. He'd given mom and her sisters a family name after their dad left them. A name she'd refused in a foolish hope that their family could be whole again... a mistake, she'd decided with the seasons change.

The cove princess had carefully made her way after the High sovereign when he left the brook. Her small frame was along the way to the brook rolled in water, mud, and a smelly patch of plants to best hide her scent. This of course left her to fall behind and arrive after Kvare had engaged in battle with a lioness. Neeha didn't really hesitate to follow the Cove king's trail into the pride her frame held low and eyes alert as she peered out from her hiding spot at @Kvare and an unknown abyss lioness fighting over something. Neeha wasn't sure what though and watched the fight with interest hoping Kvare would win.

-Neeha is attempting to hide-

November Y10 || Caladan Cove Royalty || 9 months

Potential XP (double XP event)
Assassin
+20 Sneak into another pride's territory without getting caught
+20 Successfully stay hidden for the duration of a thread
+10 Practice speed or stealth
+10 Practice covering your scent

Tell me why you’re so scared of a woman in charge?

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@Khadija VS. @Kvare FOR @Zephyr
— RESULTS —

Khadija Hits: 2 + 2 + 3 + 7 luck = 14
Khadija Dodges: 0 + 2 + 3 = 5

Kvare Hits: 3 + 4 + 5 + 6 luck = 18
Kvare Dodges: 3 + 3 + 4 = 10

Khadija Successful Hits: 4
Kvare Successful Hits: 13

KVARE HAS WON THE CHALLENGE FOR ZEPHYR!

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