This content might touch on topics that are sensitive or triggering for some readers. Trigger Warning for mentions of gore. Amara's claws dug into the open wound on Léontine and Amara could feel the warmth of it around her paw from the blood that was leaking out of the lioness. Her other set of claws misses the softness of the eyes and instead, rips open an ear. The scent of blood spreads around them and Amara hopes that the loss of blood will make this whole thing easier in the end. Léontine's teeth dig in and then she feels the movement, back and forth, and the screaming pain that went through her reminded her that, unlike other fights, this one had a flesh-hungry lioness ripping at her. She could feel the flesh pulling away, not ready to give just yet but she knew if she didn't manage something, she would have a hole in her neck. Amara's claws move from their positions and attempt to claw into the back of Léontine's shoulders, attempting to slice into the flesh and pull her closer. The wild movement of the female made it hard but she would take any bit of flesh at this point. Amara would attempt to throw her weight into Leo, attempting to off balance her and trying to shove her head first into to the red dust that was soaking in their blood. Leo was smaller and Amara used her own height and weight, as Leo had used her lack of such to grab her neck, as she attempted to shove into the female. Every second counted if she wanted to keep as much of her flesh attached to her as possible. She had to dislodge her. She had to live. Louve had given Léontine's sister her life but Amara doubted that such a favor would be extended to herself. She would either die or Léontine would die. There was no other outcome to this. Amara vs. @Léontine Death Round 5 / 7 Hits: Rolling 6d20: 2 + 18 + 7 + 19 + 1 + 14 Dodges: Rolling 5d20: 20 + 5 + 4 + 6 + 3 Luck: Rolling 5d20: 18 + 14 + 8 + 1 + 10

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The flesh refuses to part as Léontine whips her head back and forth and she stills her attempts. The blood flies from her tattered ear, pulses down the hole in her neck in a steady river that makes her head swim with the scent of blood. She wants to drink it up; wants to swallow the mouthful of flesh she holds. And she will, in but a moment.

Her opponent's claws jump from their locations to closer to her shoulders, trying to grapple the lioness closer - and succeeding - as she tears tiny valleys into her skin. A groan escapes her full mouth and she grinds her teeth together, doing her best to attempt to dig deeper, deeper, deeper - she isn't letting go. Her left forepaw slashes out simultaneously, intending to dig claws deep into the thick flesh of Amara's left shoulder, just where it curves to begin to meet the ribcage. This is meant to help stabilize her in addition to wounding.

It's that moment that Amara shoves down - and Leo pulls back at the same moment, all the while attempting to rip that chunk of flesh away as she goes. Regardless, the momentum will shove her chin to the earth hard enough that the skin splits and her vision wavers - she knows she'll be dizzy later. Léontine can only hope that slamming her into the earth will help her jaws snap shut and finally saw that flesh free from Amara.

Léontine vs. @Amara
for death
Round 5 / 7
Hits:

Rolling 8d20: 7 + 11 + 2 + 10 + 3 + 4 + 20 + 18

Dodges:

Rolling 5d20: 12 + 20 + 15 + 6 + 13

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 5 + 4 + 10 + 2 + 20

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He so cruelly denies her the ability to take even more of him with her, nails slipping from their bloody quarry as the brute violently rips her limb to the side. She can feel the stretch and the burn in her shoulder as her limb is awkwardly yanked, but with their close proximity he — thankfully — doesn't have enough room to get momentum enough to do any permanent damage. At least not with his movement. She can feel his jaws tighten that much more — fangs sink, that much deeper into the meat of her limb, and she does everything she can not to snarl at the pain. Blood doesn't even flow yet with how deep his teeth are embedded in her leg, but there's not much she can do about that yet.

She tastes the flesh of his skull but it's not enough, not when her teeth merely tear instead of grip. Ludivine suddenly throws the majority of her weight into her haunches as she quickly repositions them beneath her, before she lifts her other front paw and attempts to land it against the back of his neck, claws extended for maximum damage. Although she doubts she'd do much through his thick mane even if she succeeds, her main goal is to try and simply keep his neck bent over. Simultaneously she once more lunges with wide jaws, this time aiming a little higher — attempting to grab the back of his neck, just behind his skull, even if she needs to give him a haircut first. Her weight follows through in her actions.

Ludivine vs @Apollinaire
Death — VI of VII

Hits

Rolling 6d20: 11 + 9 + 12 + 15 + 10 + 5

Dodges

Rolling 7d20: 17 + 3 + 11 + 13 + 7 + 20 + 6

Luck

Rolling 5d20: 15 + 18 + 5 + 14 + 16

His grip tightens around her leg, but his yank doesn’t manage to pull her talons away from his wound. He barely feels her reposition before her claws land squarely at the back of his neck, the wound bleeding immediately. He has no time to stop her assaulting limb, but he does seek to release his hold on her other leg. He follows up by seeking to bulldoze straight into her, using his own head as a battering ram, to attempt and knock her over in her fickle balance. He is well aware of how that may cause her claws to dig deeper but hinges on her compromised position.

Her teeth grab and tear on the hair covering his nape, reaching as far down to his scarred flesh that had only recently healed. Pain is immediate and jarring, blood trickling down to mat hair. His movement aids the tearing of said skin, chunks doubtless falling prey to Ludivine’s jaws – a meal that she would likely savor.

Apollinaire vs. @Ludivine
for Death
Round 7 / 7
Hits:

Rolling 8d20: 9 + 8 + 6 + 5 + 7 + 12 + 17 + 2

Dodges:

Rolling 5d20: 16 + 4 + 3 + 18 + 2

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 4 + 9 + 5 + 10

@Palpatine's pale form came into view in the corner of her eye, and Dysnomia turned her head towards the girl slightly so she could see and hear her better without taking her eyes off her main focus. That was... oddly poetic, she commented. Anyway, the ones that smell like the Rainforest. She supposed the ones she didn't recognize, those rogues, weren't really a threat though they were fighting as well. Her major concern was the Rainforest lions, with which they were supposed to be getting along. Weren't they the same family? Did they not subscribe to the Casimir way of thinking, that family did not attack family, regardless of what branch they were from? Clearly not.

Just be careful, the matriarch hasn't said to attack, she concluded. Though she suspected Louve was a bit too shocked about what was going on to do much of anything. She didn't envy the woman for the position she was in.

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Amara's claws dig into the flesh and Amara is able to pull her closer but it doesn't stop the pain that was roaring from her neck. Amara's weight moves them but she isn't getting out of this without more open wounds as claws slash into her flesh and blood spills from her shoulder. Together they go down and something she didn't have in mind with this move was the extra pain that would come from crashing to the ground. A roar escapes her as she feels Leo's teeth slam deeper into her neck, her vision blurred some as it all floods her at once. Fuck, she could almost feel the teeth coming together through her muscle. Amara pulls herself back a bit and the flesh pulls away from her body with ease, blood pours from the gaping wound. Her golden gaze was wild as she looked down at Leo from her upper position. She doesn't linger in any of it as she attempts to drive forward and bite Leo's exposed upper neck in her lowered position, just behind her skull, and attempts to claw into the underside of Leo's neck, seeking vital areas to split open. She knew her time was limited with the amount of blood coming from her body, she could only hope that nothing vital was pulled away also. Amara vs. @Léontine Death Round 6 / 7 Hits: Rolling 6d20: 5 + 11 + 6 + 14 + 1 + 12 Dodges: Rolling 7d20: 16 + 17 + 8 + 9 + 7 + 1 + 3 Luck: Rolling 5d20: 6 + 15 + 12 + 8 + 10

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A meal she would savour — if she had the chance. But @Apollinaire is selfish in that regard, refusing her the right to dine on him.

There is a moment of reprieve when he chooses to let go of her leg, rather than continue to gnaw on it. Blood spurts from the bite holes now that his teeth are no longer blocking the arteries and she hisses as the cool air meets hot blood. But there's no time to worry about that — Ludivine can feel her own body starting to wear from the lengthy battle, and a part of her believes things are close to drawing to an end. At least for her; she can't keep up the fight much longer, no matter how battleworn she is.

Distracted for but a moment, it's enough of an advantage for her opponent, who throws the entirety of his weight into her. His skull is used as like a battering ram, and both her teeth and claws are no longer anywhere near their target as she's thrown backwards.

But it's not an error — she sees her chance.

As she falls on her back with the salivating monster above her, she's quick to make a final bid for victory. Back paws suddenly shove upwards as she attempts to slash them anywhere she can along his underside, hoping to try and gut him. Her front paws simultaneously slash upwards, attempting to gore the underside of his neck now that she can reach it much easier. Her jaws remain tight with lips drawn upwards into a sneer as she meets his crazed gaze with her own—

She wants to watch the life drain from his eyes.

Ludivine vs @Apollinaire
Death — VII of VII

Hits

Rolling 6d20: 1 + 3 + 9 + 20 + 18 + 13

Dodges

Rolling 7d20: 17 + 10 + 18 + 2 + 16 + 13 + 9

Luck

Rolling 5d20: 7 + 19 + 9 + 13 + 14

+5 Observe a fight (ludi/app)
+5 Observe a fight (amara/leo)
+5 Observe a fight (cass/levana)

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The scout @Dysnomia tipped her head slightly and spoke with measure. Palpatine's tail lashed and her hurried breaths began to chitter around tense fangs. "Spring rain falls where blood spilled in winter," by rote and bitter repetition she spoke around a clenched hiss. Lids squint further at the mention of forbidden attack.

Pale and illicit smoke gust from her jaws as she observed the interlopers. A smaller female buckled strategically under the mass of one greater, older, slavering male, and the pinning thrash of claws and fangs aimed at where she knew (mostly by feel) the quick lifeblood ran, and the slow agonizing organs coiled. The male carried more weight, and more grim determination; also more size, an observation which left her nostrils twitching around a wry, certain expression.

Further: priority shifted next to that of an older still female, tangling with a half in prime. Blood ran rancid from the younger's neck, spilling from its upward regions, and Palpatine chanced to see the vengeful scraping at the lower scruff of the elder. "Those two sow good rain," she murmured, not completely content to be still restrained to observe rather than further fertilize the Bluffs' stone.

Tail tapped as black eyes lent scant observation toward a less severe fight, one where a female tried to clench at the facial region of a much larger male even as he tried to cripple her shoulder. A sniff sufficed to inform that this male bore the scent of her pride, and another sniff writhed upon her features like an allergic sting. "Odds are against us all."

- edit bc i didn't forget my own family's canon nope

@Cassius ♔ VS. @Levana FOR minor maim
— RESULTS —

Cassius Hits: 2 + 5 + 4 + 5 + 6 luck = 17
Cassius Dodges: 2 + 1 + 1 + 2 = 6

Levana Hits: 2 + 2 + 0 + 3 + 2 luck = 9
Levana Dodges: 2 + 2 + 0 + 2 = 6

Cassius Successful Hits: 11
Levana Successful Hits: 3

CASSIUS HAS WON THE CHALLENGE FOR MINOR MAIM!

The results of this fight cannot be acknowledged ICly until either both challengers have responded or 3 days have gone by — whichever comes first. Any posts breaking this rule will be removed.

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WOUNDED ROLL

performed on discord by @Squid

Levana is automatically WOUNDED for losing!

Cassius Wounded Roll: 1d5 = 4

Cassius is WOUNDED!

Profiles will be adjusted to reflect the wounded rolls, which, if received, reduce the character’s hits and dodges by -1 for an standardized amount of time. Any wounded rolls received from this fight are considered healed as of [04/24], and are logged in the wounded log. Once healed, post in Trade & Dice Updates to have your dice returned to normal.

@Apollinaire VS. @Ludivine FOR death
— RESULTS —

Apollinaire Hits: 5 + 4 + 3 + 6 + 5 + 6 + 2 + 11 luck = 42
Apollinaire Dodges: 4 + 1 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 2 = 15

Ludivine Hits: 4 + 3 + 4 + 4 + 3 + 3 + 3 + 11 luck = 35
Ludivine Dodges: 5 + 3 + 4 + 4 + 3 + 4 + 4 = 27

Apollinaire Successful Hits: 15
Ludivine Successful Hits: 20

LUDIVINE HAS WON THE CHALLENGE FOR DEATH!

The results of this fight cannot be acknowledged ICly until either both challengers have responded or 3 days have gone by — whichever comes first. Any posts breaking this rule will be removed.

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WOUNDED ROLL

performed on discord by @Squid

Ludivine is automatically WOUNDED!

If Apollinaire lives, he will be automatically WOUNDED!

Profiles will be adjusted to reflect the wounded rolls, which, if received, reduce the character’s hits and dodges by -1 for an standardized amount of time. Any wounded rolls received from this fight are considered healed as of [05/08], and are logged in the wounded log. Once healed, post in Trade & Dice Updates to have your dice returned to normal.