brighid lets go of the paw that she sought to wrench and break bones in to better protect her neck. she writhes beneath the darker woman, angling so that teeth score along her jawline though it is still far too close for comfort. the hot blood runs in rivulets down her throat and the pain sings through the entirety of her body. she has to get up, her position far too vulnerable, and brighid kicks upward with her hindlegs in an attempt to rake and lacerate sable's delicate underbelly or whatever she could reach and shove her away.
minor maim
Round 4 of 4
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brighid is on the side of scilla and its allies!
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magdalena whirls.
her fury has found its first target. "who can coddle you when you're never fucking around, @Melusina?!" a screech meant to pierce through the loud noise of battles raging all around. magdalena had found her wandering weeks after she had disappeared from the mire as children - had barely brought her back to the mire before she had disappeared again to god knows where. magdalena, she was sure alaric and rohan too, had torn the valley apart in search of her. and then seeing her again that day in the mire... for a minute, magdalena had thought their family could be whole again even in the face of such a great loss. only for her to slip away like a phantom again. what a fucking fool magdalena had been. "you are just as bad as our mother was." she seethes, hackles rising. gone, gone always fucking gone. at least their mother had given them the kindness of a permanent absence, no head whipping around at every lilac pelt, no breathless chase behind each too-small figure in the shadows. magdalena advances on them both, paws pounding with each step and claws cutting into the ground.
the way that she has turned back towards her father and
she attempts to move towards his right side, trying to shoulder past him and continue stalking towards the fight taking place behind him.
she would see how strong melusina had become.
I of IV
for major maim (tba)
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luck:
+1 hit dice due to pride Tier 4 status - "Tier 4: Bonus to members participating in fights in their pridelands (doubles the level 1 bonus of their master trade)."
She tucks her shoulders a little and aims a firm shove at the center of Velasco's chest in another attempt to further push his body around. Push him away from the bulk of lions fighting and the sounds of battle that drives her disillusions and places her mind back in that jungle scene. "You don't have to do this Dad... Let me stop you."
Diomedeidae vs @Velasco
Minor Maim
Round: 2 / 4
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Karsus was green. His own expertise came from hunting down faun in the wild and sacrificing them just to see their life drain. The caked blood on his skin gave him more comfort than even his mother could....and she gave none.
He lets himself get far too distracted with a sense of adrenaline and ecstasy at the sensation of sinking claw and tooth into someone else, that he feels himself topple over. But Karsus doesn't relent, he lets himself hold tighter in an attempt to bring the reddish lion down with him. Let them roll in the sand like idiots, Karsus didn't give a rats ass.
In fact, the yearling lets his back hit the sand as his hind legs buck upward in an attempt to gut the Andal in the process. His own claws try to remain buried deep as he tries his best to writhe--attempting to snap his jaws back towards the head of his opponent. He didn't much care where he struck just that he hoped he did--and that he'd be blessed with the taste of foulblood again.
@Karsus vs @Zaahir
Minor Maim -- cool ass scar
Round: 3 / 4
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So she stays close to the borders, not wanting to trespass but knowing she had to stay close enough to watch the Firnen lions - as well a their allies - to see where the wounds were the worst and where she would be needed the most. Her eyes drink in the multiple fights, trying to pluck friend from foe, inhaling a deep breath to calm her nerves. Then she sees it, one of their own seemingly going for an ally. Her brows knit together in confusion, trying to figure out what was going on.
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Knocked off balance she is, but not fully down, it would take a moment to get her bearings right. But before she can, the witchling is struck across the side of her face with a set of claws. A hiss escapes her, rage boils deep in her chest at this insult. Blood begins to pool in new divets on her left cheek, just below her left eye. She turns sharply to face her new opponent, ready to strike in full.
Do they not know who she is?
Or maybe, that was exactly the problem. They understood who and what she was.
Without much thought she swipes back at the pale boy trying to catch him in the face, then let's her hind legs propel her forward--clumsily as she still is somewhat dazed-- to try to wrap paws around his head, teeth seeking to clamp down right around his eye sockets. What had been that old saying? An eye for an eye?
Well, the cheek was close enough to an eye. He had pretty ones she would most enjoy destroying.
Her head jerks swiftly the right then, trying her hardest to tear something from the boy's skull as she lets her weight drop suddenly, attempting to make it harder to escape the embrace without losing something in the process.
Let's see that pale fur stained, shall we?
Minor Maim
Round: 1 / 4
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Luck:
+10 Cast a curse or blessing on a character/group (Onto Cassandra--complete)
+10 Participate in a raid or war (actively fighting, healing, or helping others) (ongoing)
+5 Attend a spar or challenge to assess the wounds
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Hellfire and Holy Water
Vukasin had heard the challenging roar and the one calling for allies - a call for them. It was time to help where needed, and the young Viking was more than ready to oblige. Colossal form moves with a swiftness as he follows the rest of the pride members that were going to go join in on the fray, his muscles tightening with anticipation. Although he hasn't been in any true fights, Vukasin had watched his father and King fight, learning moves that would help a lion of his size as well as learning what things to avoid. He was ready - he knew he was ready.
It doesn't take them long to get to Scilla, crossing over the invisible boundary that separates the pride from neutral land. Instead of following where Arkyn goes, Vukasin takes his own route, prowling and eying those that were there, trying to find a target to pummel while he occasionally looked at all the other fights that were raging on.
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