blood crests in the air and all faustine see is a blur of shape and colors. she has lost, by a thin margin, but she is not dead. soon, that man will meet his end by her claws and faustine shall deliver it to him near the things he hold dear. now isn't the time, it may not be the time in a week or a month. she'll have to mend her injuries and strengthen herself. the main fight has already drawn to its end and she's not needed her. with one last look at the faces of family and allies she could see, faustine goes and picks up the trail of her husband instead. [exit]

code: cala | art: editjackson@dA

code (c) daanyen

Solanum had watched, perched atop a small snowy cliffside, shed seen the fights,watched her father leap into a battle, watches him win, her heart stutters, she does not see @Hubert, not when her family is under attack, her eyes fill with worry and then she watches Talisa fall..

No...another home taken from her... From them... She feels tears well up in her eyes, was she jus bad luck? Was she her own hex? The chimera shakily climbed down, making sure to remain out if sight from everyone as she took her leave, looking back once at the snowy summit that had become her home.

More than anything, she wished to seek out Hero and find comfort in his company, with her head hung low, she left to go find him, then made a mental note to find her family after so she could check on her father.

(Solanum exits Illyria summit)

Maintained as she was in her shadows and with the night only deepening, the woman was left to her observations in peace. She was grateful for this solitude, because even though there was a respectable distance between her and the crowd, she was able to observe and eavesdrop on the general chaos of it all without being involved in its viciousness. A challenge for a crown was never a dull event, and this was no exception. Only a few souls stood out to the woman amongst the myriad gathered, noteworthy for their viciousness, the flashes of claw against flesh drawing the calculating black pupil of her blue-brown eyes back and forth across the scenes, although still it was the primary fight that her interest continued to return to. Naturally, there was no mercy to spare between the enemies within this crowd, and when it seemed a majority of the fights had concluded, the lioness observed a new queen take a well-fought place on the mountain. It was time to go, it seemed, and all four of her ears pressed backwards as the new sovereign issued a command. Rosemary did not linger even though her player is slow to post and would step away from the scene quietly, intending to keep her disturbance to a minimum as she made her way back to neutral lands. exit

+10 Observe a fight (Brighid x Talisa) paladin double exp.

code by scorpixia ♡︎ art by irish

oh sweet melusina -- don't you see? you will never stop being his little girl, no matter what changes between you. alaric could never seek to hurt you even if you begged him to do so, because he loved you from the moment you were born. as he loved all of his children; loved even the ones that had sunk their teeth in to his neck and spilled his life on to the mud and muck of the mire.

@Melusina's anger is met with calm acceptance; he would take whatever strike she sought to lay upon his flesh. he does not expect her attempt to tackle, and it is horror that settles in his eyes when he realizes the intent. horror as he stumbles back beneath the impact, misstepping on the loose stone and feeling the yawning black of fear when he slips.

in the span of a breath he understands two things: one, he was going to fall and two, she had too much momentum to stop herself. so, without thinking, alaric acts on instinct and seeks to wrap his legs around her, to tug her to his chest and shield her with his embrace. should they fall -- and it seems inevitable, with the cliff edge looming just behind his unbalanced paws -- then he would cradle her to his chest and ensure she be the less harmed of the two of them.

it is only a small mercy that there is a ledge just below the cliff and that the tumble they faced would not kill them.

>> Alaric is forfeiting any fight in order to protect Mel from harm.

code by scorpixia ♡︎ & corvus; art by xaronarts

  

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With no sassy quip given to him he wondered if she had any personal grudges against him for this. Watching her leave he huffed a bit letting the air billow around his maw while he felt his body ache and the wounds sting from the cold air. Once he descended the mountain they would probably resume their bleeding, but for now they would simply remain oozing.

Glancing to the lionesses he noticed Talisa and her party were leaving which could only mean the Summit fell. Livyatan felt only a bit of sympathy toward them, he remembered how lost he felt when Alaric lost the Mire and when Luther took over.

A snort left him while he too would turn to take his exit of the mountain, walking cautiously on the way down. At least he could report the changes to his cranky mother who despised not being able to join the fray.


exit

Sink my teeth hear your neck go snap

Hell hound off the leash and this bitch bite back

code by corvus

@Bronx, @Amara & @Seraphiel VS. @Rainer FOR Dominance
— DEFAULT —

Due to Rainer not posting in time, this fight has defaulted.

Bronx, Amara, and Seraphiel have WON THE CHALLENGE FOR dominance!

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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Eyes watered while he made contact with Rainer's head, the impact hurt him too and he swore his vision swam a bit. Because why else would he see the familiar face of @Amara smirking at him from Rainer's ass? The old scars across his own hind end seemed to burn from the memory and he squinted to try and see better. Oh, he wasn’t hallucinating!

Green eyes widened a bit in shock watching her repeat the same offense she had done to him, relieved that for once they were on the same side. A little nervous laugh left his lungs when suddenly @Seraphiel ’s bulk came into view and Bronx snapped back to the task at hand.

Aiming to shove @Rainer away from him he growled, “You are outnumbered bud, go home” he instructed firmly. Turning he noticed the fight between Talisa and the other lioness had ended, and she had lost.

Heart sinking in his chest he looked to Seraphiel with a worried expression, where would they go now? Glancing to Amara he thought of what he could say but remembered how much his tongue had displeased her last time. Instead he went for a nod of thanks and quickly nudged his husband, urging him to follow him down the mountain.



exit

@Alaric VS. @Melusina FOR MINOR MAIM
— DEFAULT —

Due to Alaric forfeiting, this fight has defaulted.

MELUSINA 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 @muuland ★

Alaric is automatically WOUNDED for losing!

Melusina Wounded Roll: 5

Melusina 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 10/12 and are logged on the character’s profile. Once healed, post in Trade & Dice Updates to have your dice returned to normal.

Luckily, the man got the memo, and Seraphiel felt safe in backing away along with Bronx. He spared a glance at the dark, star spotted woman who had helped and nodded his thanks to her for backing up his husband while he was busy. He too turned to join his husband in walking away, knowing they would be leaving the mountain. Just where they would go he wasn't sure, but he figured they could come up with some place. First, though, they needed to collect the children, and perhaps Solanum, as he scented her in the tumult of pride scents. On the plus side, none of them needed to worry about making their way up and down the mountain or freezing their toes off at night anymore. Maybe they could go to the oasis or something again.

-exit seraphiel-

art (c) sammiie

+5 10 Study the weather or an astronomical phenomena (snow)
+10 20 Find a notable landmark in a territory (elephantine boulder)
double exp from peregrine's presence

In the end, it was the challenger that stood victorious, and Nico didn't know enough (or anything) about the long history of the place to understand the gravity of the accomplishment. So it was one more novel quirk of the land he'd found, and a custom he'd tuck away in his mind for future use. This challenging for established, unchanging, territories was interesting, he wondered what happened if one was left abandoned. Did it disappear? Did others move in to re-establish it?

But the spectators were being ordered out and he didn't care to spend much more time in the chilly area than necessary. Though reluctant to uncurl himself and invite the cold back into his fur, he'd stand after a moment and shake off whatever snow had accumulated on him as he'd lain there.

Time to go find that elephant-shaped rock again to point himself down the mountain toward marginally warmer areas. He'd seen enough of the peak and the cold white fluff that covered it.

-exit-

It's all fire and brimstone baby

so let's go outside

code by corvus || ref base by vlinnyy