she's got the devil in her eyes
pretty in the light, even prettier at night

They move smoothly, a dance made of two dragons and Aphrodite listens. His claws hitting flesh that will bleed but not easily, or turns his head so it looks like she missed while she aims her own claws on the meaty portion of his body. But it his words that have her attention and she can't help but smirk at him. She keeps her face towards him, towards his ears and whispers, I'm coming for her crown and head, @Haakon. She has proven to be unfit to rule and now it's time the true Queen to rise. She would growl, making it seem as if she was not even talking at all but then her violet jewels flashed and she sees @Hanneth being attacked and her blood runs cold. She will lose her crown and her head. She has attacked my family and that is the last straw. Yes she saw Roan going in to help. Milano was there to but it wasn't enough.

Ripping herself away from Haakon, Aphrodite makes a bee-line for the group. Violet jewels saw @Roan aiming for any part of @Miaran's body with his fangs. And @Milano was there but her attention went for the head of the snake. A growl erupted from her throat as Aphrodite aimed to come up on the otherside of Miaran and attempt to clash her shoulder into whatever part of the side she got to while her jaws would attempt to find hold on the woman's back along her spine. She would drag her to the ground if she had to, and only for a brief moment did Aphrodite look to Milano. A silent prayer for him to see what is wrong here and she was her to make it right.


Aphrodite , Roan & Hanneth vs. Miaran & Milano
For dominance/protection of Hanneth
Round one

Hits:

Rolling 9d20: 17 + 3 + 5 + 1 + 6 + 14 + 7 + 15 + 9

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 12 + 6 + 14 + 17

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 7 + 18 + 11 + 19 + 4

table by ryuu

It feels like he hardly has control over his own body. Movement. So much of it he makes, yet so little of it comes from his own volition – no, it is purely automatic. He has not felt like this since... ... Since what? The searing pain of a hidden attacker sends Lamb roaring and reeling, yet he dares not lose contact with his target. Let them come. Let them lash him. But he will never fall. Frenzied claws latch firmly onto his cheek, and the sting from his spine causes him to retreat into his attacker. No. NO. He is desperate to appease, to make Luther proud. His jaws open in a crazed madness, and lunge straight towards Sigrún flesh – chomping, seething, and ripping his body in the process. He aims to lock his teeth firmly across the left side of her neck. And his legs extend in his lunge to try and knock her to the ground ( Although with such a similar size, Lamb knows not the capability of such an endeavor ) He'll show them. He'll show them all. ( +1 Luck from Anya ) @Lamb & @Eamon vs. @Zahra & @Scorpius For @Zahra's Freedom Round 0 1 2 3 Hits: Rolling 6d20: 10 + 9 + 3 + 11 + 20 + 19 Dodges: Rolling 5d20: 4 + 2 + 13 + 6 + 3 Luck: Rolling 6d20: 11 + 4 + 9 + 13 + 16 + 10 +20 Participate in a raid or war ( 1 / 2 ) +10 Complete a spar or fight ( 1 / 2)

art + code by spu

MONZA

Her fangs dug in the tender skin of the male's armpit and as soon as it did she attempted to increase her bite force, wanting to cause as much pain and damage as she was able to. Yet he was quick and a bit furious with his reaction. Felt his claws rake over her neck along with hungry jaws snapping at her ear. Huffing in protest she aimed to retract her jaws from his armpit aiming to catch flesh with her, wanting to increase any damage that had been already been made in that place for the aiming to bite on his shoulder or anywhere near, making his jaws hit their destined place yet she was ready to cause pain back should her jaws find purchase on the intended location.

Monza vs @Xander
for minor maim tba
round 3 of 4
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 14 + 9 + 5 + 19

Dodges:

Rolling 5d20: 16 + 18 + 20 + 17 + 9

*Luck:

Rolling 6d20: 3 + 14 + 5 + 10 + 15 + 4

+1 to luck from Anya

coded by flea

A pink figure slides up behind him and the monster humms an amused tone at his nephew. "Sobrino" nephew he greets the younger lion eyes slipping over the quickly growing crowd to try and spot the pink boy's target. A grin on the monster's lips as he steps aside to let @Temero fight his fight. A fight that quickly escalates as two lions seek to oppose the young prince's claim. The monster prepares to join the fray when a grey shadow brushes against him.

Pink eyes leave the pink boy fighting the brook lion and @Casandra to look at his wife betrothed with a toothy excited smile. "What a grand and bloody symphony for a wedding" he hummed back at @Miaran his throat vibrating with an excited growl as pink eyes lingered on her grey frame. The arrival of an unknown woman who reaks off the bluffs bring the monster's eyebrow to raise in question at her jibberish words. The same jibberish leaves Miaran's libs and the monster finds his eyes wandering looking for something more entertaining than the chatter of women in a voice he does not understand. He spies @Icefang ♔ fighting with Temero. His gaze is returned to Miaran as she keeps ranting her tone of voice seemingly angry at times noting that another dark bluff lioness has joined the women. Then Miaran sets into motion heading for the border and Velasco frowns at the thought she is fleeing the battle. Had he been mistaken? Was she but another weak woman in this land of weeping lionesses?

His gaze shifts to @Louve ♔ and @Elaine ♔ pink gaze narrowing in suspicion before his attention is returned to the voice of Miaran yelling in the common tongue. The monster's head cranes to see whom she is sending away but only gets to see her fly into battle with an older lioness. A fight that was quickly interrupted by an old man springing to the elderly woman's aide. From his viewpoint, he can see one of her own joining in the fight, but not hear his words to the cove queen. What the monster however can see, is Aphrodite attacking her ex-wife.

The monster sets into motion eyes narrowing jaws parting into a wide maddening grin as a low growl erupts from his lips. His path takes him towards their fight pink gaze locked onto the former cove queen now plains lioness. She reaks of grass, of weakness. A soft-hearted woman with no backbone had smelled the same and Velasco laughed as he approached eyes narrowed and chin and ears protectively tucked.

"Aphrodite!" he howls at the woman fighting, at the traitor wife, in his howling voice and the following roar lies a claim on her, a call for her imprisonment within the brook. His lips spread wide in a dark grin as his claws dig into the sand as his stance lowers to give him balance and his pale tail lashes behind him. There was a cell with her name in the brook. A large dark wooded tree whose roots had become exposed would be a perfect cage for the dark woman. A caged bird, a pretty thing to keep.

Velasco vs ???
Imprisonment of @Aphrodite
0/3

Dice modifiers
Melusina - Medic Master Perks: Healing expertise keeps all pride-mates in peak physical condition (+1 luck for pride-mates in fights when medic is present, once per character per thread)

Potential xp (double xp from Peregine)
+10(20) Win a fight/+5(10) Lose a fight
+5(10) Observe a fight (Temero / Icefang & Alexander / Cassandra & Aphrodite , Roan & Hanneth vs. Miaran & Milano)
+10 (20) Participate in a raid or war

Velasco X'uekai

code by corvus, art by eightysichs (DA)

Xander's claws raked her neck and his teeth found purchase, biting her ear. She retaliated quickly, releasing his armpit and aiming fir his shoulder. He let her, fury coloring his site and reducing his rationality. Instead of trying to move away or defend from her attacks, he placed his free paw on her shoulder to brace himself and tried to jerk his head away from her, her ears still caught between his teeth. He was aiming to cut through the ear or even tear it fully, whatever he had enough grip for. The pain in his shoulder only fueled his fury and he held back the urged to spit out the blood in his mouth, refusing to release his attack. Xander vs. @Monza Minor Maim Rounds: 4 / 4 Hits: Rolling 6d20: 15 + 2 + 18 + 4 + 20 + 10 Dodges: Rolling 2d20: 15 + 3 Luck: Rolling 5d20: 6 + 19 + 10 + 7 + 8

art & code by vasilia

The looks, the emotions, the turmoil. It all flashes across the plum male's face and Cassius drinks up every god damn second of it. If the man smiled any broader then his own face was sure to split right in half.

Electricity sparks every nerve ending as @Melusina shifts and readies herself to attack. And he could not wait to see it. Could not wait to witness her lay into this lion who had claimed to care for her so deeply.
Bonus points, if they think they mean something.

But the show would have to wait as @Magdalena charges in. How long had it been since Cassius had seen this sister? Truthfully he had practically forgotten all about her. So a splash of confusion paints itself across the Heir's face when the two siblings lock claws. And to the death?

Quizzically he glances toward @Dominic. His expression souring for a moment before turning pity-filled.

No. Don't. I love you.

Pathetic.

But that's what love got you. Crying like a fucking baby.

Cassius sighs, more upset that his fun was taken away than his betrothed possibly losing her life. Well, if she wasn't fighting then she wasn't living. His opinion on that wasn't about to change now. Let Melusina further prove herself. He had told her she would need to take a life before he would ever consider himself hers. Who better than her own sister.

The Darkling stands, not about to sit here beside Romeo for however long this was going to take. His eyes scan the rest of the party, looking for far better company, and finding it in the way of @Vincent. The tiger locked in battle with some unknown woman. A dark male telling them to also stop. Oh for fuck's sake. Perhaps Cassius should give him a reason to actually act instead of standing there whining.

You would not believe the day I'm having. The beast huffs as he comes closer to his friend. @Radahn not even being spared an acknowledging glance. Looks like yours is fairing better. His gaze traveling over the woman hungrily as she tries fending off the larger cat. Hey, how about I make sure she comes home with us? One of them needed to have today go their way. Why let Vincent's fun end here?

Cassius v ??
For @Jazmin


Perks : +1 luck from Melusina

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Felix Sub Rosa

The Servant

There was a call from his high sovereign and the servant stood, emerging from his den to follow the order given to march on the nearby lagoon pride. He doesn't question the high queen's motive, nor the reason for their fight. He just followed walking blindly into the chaos and bloodshed that was the red wedding.

Not that Felix knew it was a wedding, all the servant saw were bodies torn and bloody locked in combat.

The saber's jaws tighten as silver eyes try to make sense of the crowd. He had promised to keep the cove lions safe, but right now he could not tell his allies from his enemies. Snorting he moves closer, his colossal frame moving in a straight line until the blue frame of their lead medic and the pale frame of their lead storyteller catch his eyes.

Felix heads towards @Khadija and @Rose his gate is steady and strong but his head is tucked and his ears pinned lips curling over his sabers. He approaches the women with a chuff moving to stand slightly in front of them. His gaze focuses on the fighting, finding the frame of not only their high queen and lead hunter but also their former queen. Seeing Milano and Miaran locked into combat with Aphrodite and unknown lions brings a frown to his brow.

The servant feels a pull to join the fight but that would leave the two women behind him unprotected. "I can secure your escape or stand guard" he speaks casting a brief glance over his shoulder at the two of them. He would keep anyone from following them or fight anyone who tried to harm or take them from the cove.

He would keep them safe.
He would not fail again.

Felix is protecting Khadija and Rose

Perks - (+1 luck for pride-mates in fights when medic is present)

Potential xp (double xp from Peregine)
Barbarian/paladin
+5(10) Observe a fight
+10(20) Participate in a raid or war (actively fighting, healing, or helping others)

code by corvus, art by wolfsi

War. It had broken out again within his own home. He seemed to be late to the party. Wedding? It was all some big fucked up mess. He knew that he needed to do something however as he moved forward, his paws thumping against the sand. Blood was heavy within the air, violence surrounding his large form. His pale eyes then locked on the dark lion who was attempting to put a claim on one of his pridemates.

No.

This time, Dio would act, and he would make sure to see things through. Swiftly he charged towards the enemy brute. Both lions were gigantic in size, and he would make sure to use that trait in this fight. Without a damned care in the world, Dio attempted to viciously headbutt his enemy.

@Dio vs. @Cassius ♔
For @Jazmin
Round 1 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 17 + 13 + 9 + 8 + 18

Dodges:

Rolling 1d20: 3

Luck:

Rolling 6d20: 15 + 17 + 12 + 6 + 7 + 8

+1 Luck from Heloise_{BG — CODE}

MONZA

The fight became a ripping flesh contest as him to had those dark ideas of dragging bits of her with him, and she back with her.

Like a macabre game of sorts.

Yet there was no time for games and Monza wasn't the type who liked to play nice, though the boy was lucky she hasn't brought poison with her. As she tore through his shoulder she attempted to twist her jaws aiming to worsen the wound while the blood pouring was making her enjoy this fight.

He ripped skin of her own as he was trying to severe her ear. She simply focused of ripping his flesh too.

Monza vs @Xander
for minor maim tba
round 4 of 4
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 9 + 11 + 2 + 3

Dodges:

Rolling 5d20: 13 + 6 + 4 + 1 + 11

*Luck:

Rolling 6d20: 14 + 1 + 6 + 16 + 18 + 19

+1 to luck from Anya

coded by flea

He had been content to simply stand by and watch Vincent tear this lioness a new one. Even having finally acknowledged @Radahn, tossing the other male a vicious mocking look.

Then a body was ramming into him. Cassius goes forward a bit before catching himself. Whirling around to spot a yearling. The boy thinking he could stop the Heir from claiming his prize. Stupid. The Darkling purred as he turned to face the youth.

He would seek to ram into his opponent much like they had just attempted. But Cassius was quick to also use his sharpest of weapons. Claws drawn out and seeking to latch into the paler lion's shoulders.

Cassius v @Dio
For @Jazmin
1/3
Hits:

Rolling 7d20: 4 + 18 + 20 + 7 + 5 + 16 + 2

Dodges:

Rolling 2d20: 15 + 18

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 6 + 14 + 3 + 15 + 2

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