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There is a moment in a fight when you know the balance has shifted one way or another. Amara feels it. As she pulled back on Leo's head, tiny bits of her chest spread open, and the last bitch effort to bite her elbow. All attacks of a losing position. Amara snatched her head back sharply, her teeth cutting deep into the flesh and her claws once again sliced down the center of Leo's neck. If this was just a fight to maim, the lioness would walk away with no use of her vocal cords but this was a fight to death and Amara felt Leo's claws relax, the biggest sign she had won. With a final shake, she pushed away from Leo, letting her body fall to the ground and Amara stood over her with the chunk of flesh that she had hanging between her teeth.

Amara stood panting around the flesh, blood spilling from her, blood spilling from Leo. Her golden gaze was wild as she looked down at the lioness before she looked up and found her pride members, her gaze looked enough over them over before she looked to her family. Her wild gaze settled on her daughters. She had done this for them. She didn't tell them she loved them. She didn't cuddle them. She didn't treat them to bedtime stories filled with following dreams. She protected them, time and time again. A mark of a great mother. She spoke around the bit of meat in her mouth, Vous serez plus forts ensemble. Restez toujours ensemble. You will be stronger together. Stand together always. While she had won the fight, she wasn't sure she would live much longer with the blood loss she had going on. These could be her parting words with her family. She looked at each of them for a moment, noting which ones were missing but knowing them in her mind. She did love them but those words would not be the ones that came from her.

The flesh flung from her jaws toward them, it was too small for them all to share, and it was Louve's right to take the first bite. Amara turned to see how her son-in-law was doing in his fight. Her gaze found him down, his gut sliced open and Amara had flashbacks to Louve's fight with Ludi. She snarled and moved back to her victim. Amara would leave no chance that the lioness would rise again. She would cut her beyond any healer's ability. She rolled Leo slightly and positioned herself so she could watch @Ludivine with @Apollinaire and she started to slice into Leo's belly. She knew there was a chance this would anger Ludi more but Amara didn't care. She had no respect for the lioness that her daughter called her co-matriarch. Let her be enraged. Let her see that her sister fell to the tainted one and the older one. Amara's body language made it clear to anyone who might try to come, that this was her kill and anyone who got close would risk attack.

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The events of this post have been discussed and agreed upon by all parties involved. We ask that you please do not interfere in any way. This is a double or nothing fight! The winner gets to kill the loser as well as their original death match opponent, while their ally will have a chance to be saved. Please do not try to save, eat, etc Apollinaire or Leontine in the meantime. Thanks!

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The hound above her slobbers, oh how he craves his meal! But it’s not meant to be. Her claws strike hard and fast, true to their intent, and it’s like a bloody geyser that sprays down over her. She bathes herself in the hot spray like Elizabeth Bathory, preening as she grins up at him with a devilish smile. The fire fades from his eyes and she savours every last moment of it. Limbs reach up and help to shove his smaller body off of hers so that she can roll to her feet.

@Apollinaire's throat is right there before her, pumping blood — she leans down to wrap her salivating jaws around his neck and take from him the same way she did Ryker—

But fateful movement out of the corner of her eye draws her away from her prey. Non! When did her sister get into a fight as well? Her eyes blaze with fury as she watches the tail end of the other death match, her own flesh and blood pinned beneath @Amara. How dare she. She could take the disrespect of a crazed hound attacking her — and she did, his head would be hers after all — but this? Was Wolfbron not supposed to be their ally, their family? And this is how they’re treated?

She all but ignores Amara’s words and gloating as she instead fixates her attention on @Louve — who merely stands and watches as her mother gores Ludivine’s sister.

“Vous avez versé votre sang sur mes terres et m'avez promis que vous auriez la langue de votre mère si elle osait encore manquer de respect à moi ou à ma sœur!” You spilled your blood on my lands and promised me you would have your mother's tongue if she dared to disrespect me or my sister again! She calls out, the anger and fury of the co-matriarch’s betrayal evident in her voice. A quick sweep of her surroundings, to the other fights that had broken out on the borders. Louve has no control of her own pride — no control over her own family.

No more. No more.

NO MORE
She would not stand for this disrespect any longer.

The beast inside her cries as she leaves her bloody prize, but her love for her own sister overrides her own survival instinct. She carves her way across the bloody battlefield in several great bounds, her gaze focused solely on Amara now as the speckled lioness turns her sister over and begins to rip into her underside. But that’s as far as she’ll get. If Ludivine has anything to say about it, that’s the last chance at glory she’ll ever taste.

The cannibal monarch approaches from the side, hungry jaws gaping wide as she attempts to bite into the unprotected area between Amara’s right back leg and the base of her ribcage. Ludivine twists her front end slightly so that she can roll her right shoulder forward simultaneously, attempting to shove it into Amara’s ribcage and throw her off of Léontine. All four paws remain on the ground to give her the balance and momentum that she needs to hopefully succeed in her first attack.

Ludivine vs @Amara
Death — I of VII

Hits

Rolling 5d20: 1 + 5 + 8 + 6 + 4

Dodges

Rolling 6d20: 17 + 5 + 4 + 15 + 3 + 8

Luck

Rolling 5d20: 15 + 20 + 9 + 3 + 1

* Dice lowered due to wounded status

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She thinks she has her; She did have her! And then there's a twist, her jaws scrape only the edge of the woman's elbow, and she realizes her folly: she has left her throat open. Amara's more experienced jaws rip a mouthful of flesh from the back of her neck and there is a flash of naked spine. Claws sweep up, digging deep into her throat and wrenching through to severe flesh, arteries, vocal chords.

She would scream, would rage, but there is only a gurgle. Léontine stumbles, eyes wide with disbelief as she swings her head limply to follow the starclad woman as she thrusts her prize to the feet of @Louve and @Elaine. Another awkward step, limbs twitching as they fight to remember how to move, how to hold her up.

And then she crashes with a resounding slam, dust drifting up in a cloud around her that is quickly wet by the blood pouring from her throat, her neck. There's so little left of her, it seems. She doesn't register her sister standing victorious, doesn't really notice when Amara stalks back to her to thrust her nonchalantly to her side. She gurgles again, a forepaw lifting to try to clutch her opponent's limb even as it tears up her stomach - and she's not sure if there's truly guts spilling from her or if it's an imagined shame.

Either way, her eyesight wavers as she sees Ludivine leap from her place atop Apollinnaire, forfeiting the kill? Her mouth works as she tries to screech, to demand her to finish it. But there's no sound, only blood bubbling from her lips as her paw falls limp before the two women even have a chance to slam into one another.

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Ludivine's words to Louve only slightly register to Amara. That was something she would deal with later. If her daughter thought herself strong enough to take something so valued, she could try. Amara knew she was poking by slicing into Leo but she didn't care. It was no surprise to see the lioness charging toward her and Amara smirked. Such an easy fish to bait. Amara braced herself for the collision, the fatigue of her first fight lost as a new flood of adrenaline rushed through her body.

As Ludi came toward her side, she moved her back enough to save her the full bite and teeth landed in the loose flesh that connected her back leg to her body. Ludi's shoulder slams into her and Amara's body folds into it a bit, bringing her closer to the lioness. The pain spreads through her ribs as Amara snaps her teeth toward Ludi's ribs, attempting to slice her teeth into the thin flesh as she raises her leg closest to Ludi and attempts to slice into the underside of her belly. If she couldn't gut Leo, she would gut Ludi. Once again, she was fighting for her own life and to take another life. This day wasn't going the way she thought it would when she woke up.


Amara vs. @Ludivine
Death
Round 1 / 7

Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 4 + 15 + 20 + 16 + 19

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 19 + 17 + 3 + 12

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 8 + 4 + 11 + 18 + 14

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Teeth gnash together and tear flesh, the arousing scent of fresh blood drifting through her senses as it splashes across her greedy tongue. She's so close to the unprotected underside of @Amara that she wants to flip the other over and devour her — but she'll have to work for her dinner first. Her opponent moves and folds against her shove, and Ludivine keeps all four paws on solid ground as she recognizes immediately she'll need them to maneuver.

She's already attempting to swing her hips away from Amara when the other attacks, though she isn't fast enough to avoid the brunt of the attack. Teeth slice into her right side, tearing through skin and flesh but not managing to secure a hold. Talons are also quick to rip into the underside of her right ribcage, scoring deeper and across bone, but not hitting any major organs. Her paws remain on the ground to help aid her with her movement, but her jaws are free once again to lunge out, this time close enough to try and secure a grasp around Amara's right back knee.

Ludivine vs @Amara
Death — II of VII

Hits

Rolling 5d20: 16 + 2 + 14 + 18 + 6

Dodges

Rolling 6d20: 4 + 1 + 9 + 16 + 17 + 20

Luck

Rolling 5d20: 8 + 16 + 2 + 10 + 5

* Dice lowered due to wounded status

Teeth slice through skin and new blood spills for Amara. She doesn't manage to get ahold but she knows the lioness has to be as tired as her and any blood loss could count in her favor. At least she hoped that was the case. Amara's claws slice into Ludi's side and skip along bone but it wasn't the hold that she needed. Nothing had given her a hold on the lioness. Something she needed.

She felt teeth grab her knee and the pain was shocking. Amara grunted as she put her paw back on the ground and curved her body. She attempted to bite Ludi's front leg as hard as she could and attempted to yank it out front under the lioness. She doubted it would cause her to get her back leg back but if this sister was going for limbs, she would too. She had pulled legs off dead lions but never live ones, it could be a challenge for her to try.

Amara vs. @Ludivine
Death
Round 2 / 7

Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 3 + 19 + 13 + 9

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 15 + 3 + 4 + 18

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 1 + 6 + 15 + 17

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Jaws clamp down on their intended target — success. It's a weak point that she's happy to have access to, and she attempts to tighten her jaw that much more to secure the hold as she prepares herself for what she's about to do next. Something that her opponent actually helps her with. Even with the blood still coating her face from her ripped ear, she notices the way the speckled lioness awkwardly bends herself in half to try and grab at Ludivine's front right leg. Weight transfers to her three other paws as she allows the grab to happen. Teeth sink into the meat of her forelimb, a tug that has her leg lifting upwards—

And then she acts.

All at once she uses her three remaining legs to violently shove her full weight backwards, attempting to use her grip on Amara's knee — and Amara's grip on her own leg — to try and pull Amara over onto her right side.

Ludivine vs @Amara
Death — III of VII

Hits

Rolling 5d20: 17 + 16 + 9 + 10 + 1

Dodges

Rolling 6d20: 20 + 16 + 8 + 19 + 15 + 11

Luck

Rolling 5d20: 8 + 10 + 5 + 17 + 13

* Dice lowered due to wounded status

Teeth dig into her knee and don't let go, even as her teeth find Ludi's front leg and start to tug it. The freedom of movement felt too easy and Amara narrowed her eyes. Giving up a limb wasn't a smart idea in most cases and it made Amara wonder what the lioness was doing. Just as she started to move to unfold herself, Ludi moved backward. Her body is thrown off balance and she drops the leg quickly and moves to stretch her body back out. Her height gives her a view of Ludi's spine and she attempts to bite down neither side of Ludi's spine and attempts to use the movement that Ludi has given to fall ontop of Ludi while attempting the bite. If she was going down to the ground, she was going to take the lioness with her. She hadn't made it easy for the sister, did this one think she was special? She came in acting like she wanted family and Amara had almost thought it could happen. Leo's words to her made it clear that her actions didn't matter to them. It didn't matter that her blood ran through the majority of those who did share blood with them. It didn't matter and now, Ludi's life didn't matter to Amara.

Amara vs. @Ludivine
Death
Round 3 / 7

Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 20 + 9 + 14 + 8 + 5

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 11 + 17 + 3 + 2

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 12 + 18 + 17 + 14 + 1

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Amara chooses to suddenly let go of Ludivine's forelimb, which is her mistake — it merely allows the cannibal monarch to place her remaining paw on the ground alongside her others and use all four limbs now to continue trying to propel backwards. It gives her grip and balance, and as her opponent somehow reaches for her spine, Ludivine's movements prevent any kind of grip from occurring. Instead, salivating fangs rip into the back of her neck just between her shoulder blades, tearing through flesh and ripping out tufts of her mane — but what semblance of a grip that might have occurred if she had not already been moving, is lost. She bleeds heavy from the wound still and her lips twitch into a sneer from the pain.

As she feels her opponent's weight start to crumble, she finally releases her grip on the other's knee, attempting instead to snap further up at Amara's right hip. Her momentum and repositioning allows her to mostly avoid being crushed by the other's weight, although the sudden movement had been enough to bring her front end down towards the earth.

Ludivine vs @Amara
Death — IV of VII

Hits

Rolling 5d20: 16 + 3 + 4 + 7 + 2

Dodges

Rolling 6d20: 7 + 10 + 8 + 12 + 9 + 18

Luck

Rolling 5d20: 13 + 14 + 9 + 15 + 2

* Dice lowered due to wounded status

Teeth miss the spine but land on the back of Ludi's neck and rip through flesh. Maybe Amara could manage to give this sister the same hole she had given Leo. That would be a nice way to end things. She snarled as her grip slips away from her. Relief floods her as Ludi lets go of her knee but it is quickly followed up by pain to her hip as Ludi's teeth find their mark and dig in.

Amara isn't able to stop herself from falling to the ground, between the movement and her own fatigue from the first fight she falls. She won't let it stop her though, she had fought from the ground before and won. She is now nearly parallel with Ludi's body and Amara attempts to wrap her front legs around Ludi's midsection, one on top and one below, her claws attempting to dig into her and pull them back toward her. Her teeth looking for a back leg to grab a hold of.

Amara vs. @Ludivine
Death
Round 4 / 7

Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 3 + 14 + 12 + 10 + 7

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 11 + 15 + 13 + 20

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 1 + 17 + 12 + 15 + 9

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