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It took every ounce of self control to not roll her eyes, dear spirits was he always this dramatic? He was worse than a woman! Isolda watched him crunch bone putting its whimpering life out of mind. Thank the spirits that only took a bloody plea and a bargain to achieve. Standing up she smiled brightly, some would notice too brightly. She would suddenly turn on a soft mothering voice of praise though the flash in her eyes was anything but motherly, "Oh my! What a good young man!” she cooed over him minding his frame ready to jump away.


"Oh, so cranky! And paranoid, when did I say I hate you? Tsk, rude to spread lies you know!” the voice didn’t drop its motherly sweet tone though her eyes narrowed a bit. Clearly he didn’t know the meaning of disrespect, what ? did his mother kiss his ass each night before bed? "Now now, sit and be proper… or I’ll teach you some fucking manners" voice dropped deeper and lost its sweet tone half way through her sentence, it turned into a growl and she rolled her shoulders forwards. Ears back and lips peeling back into a warning snarl. Right foot stamped the ground before her in warning. Mind your manners kiddo.




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@Zagan

KNEEL TO THE CROWN       The hourglass of patience was shattered, what few grains remained sent flying in all directions.       The lioness hadn't moved as he'd approached, leaving them face-to-face. Foolish to stay within reach of the beast you are taunting. Rear legs coiled beneath the colossus as chest lifted and forelimbs widened. Forward he went, directly into the space she occupied. Claws already out, paws came together with the intention to try to embed themselves in the thick meaty outsides of both of the lioness' shoulders. To try to anchor her in place and prevent her from moving away. Bottom jaw already ajar, the Casimir gaped his maw and aimed to sink his fangs into the tender flesh of her face. To try to pierce the skin and rend the muscle of her muzzle.       Do not mess with the bull, and you will not get the horns. 143 words | @Isolda Zagan vs. Isolda for dominance Round 1/3 Hits: Rolling 5d20: 12 + 10 + 2 + 17 + 4 Dodges: Rolling 2d20: 14 + 13 STAND IN THE SUN hail to the king

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Oh damn, he didn’t even bother to speak, he just charged forward ready to throw down. What a impatient little child. Isolda stood up and she snarled raising her right paw up to slice at his chest area in a up and down motion, claws curled and ready to inflict maximum damage. Ears folded she swung her head attempting to lower her head and use the top of it to smash into his oncoming nose and fangs. This would hurt her too but probably make him question his line of attack. She swung her body to the left away from him pushing at her back feet to push off the carcass behind her and use it as a good push against it. Chin tucked across her throat, she didn’t know if this was because he was hungry and frustrated or naturally stupid. No chill.




Isolda vs Zagan
For
Dominance sit down little boy
1 / 3

Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 17 + 11 + 19 + 12

Dodge:

Rolling 5d20: 16 + 2 + 18 + 5 + 13

@Zagan

KNEEL TO THE CROWN       Zagan wasn't sure if he got any grip on her shoulders with his claws he'd tried. It mattered, but some things im battle are hard to decipher until after the dust had settled. He was sure, however, that the lioness's right forepaw came up to slice at his chest. Her attempt to damage the fore of his chest was only half successful, though. With his forelimbs out from trying to grab her, the female's limb was half blocked by his own. The result was scratches on the fur on his right breast, but only superficial cuts. They smarted and burned like hell though, and caused him to grunt in annoyance.       Again he wasn't sure if his attempt to bite her face met with any success. And again it was something that would easily be figured out in the aftermath, when his brain had time to process every detail. Either way, the lioness brought her skull down to try to smash into his, and it worked. Her chin banged painfully into the tender flesh of his nose, and his vision lit up with fireworks from the impact. Cheese and rice that was going to hurt for days to come.       Then she was moving to her left, his right, and trying to get away. Well, too bad for her they were face-to-face and in a fight. Escape would not be that easy. Zagan, having had to place his forepaws back to the ground in a natural move for balance, simply turned to his right and lunged toward her again. This time he ducked his head low, turning it sideways to his left, and tried to sink his teeth into the lioness's right shoulder. He complimented this by bringing his right forepaw up, claws flexed, to try to sink into the meaty outside of her left shoulder once more. To try to anchor her in place and keep her from running away like a coward. 322 words | @Isolda Zagan vs. Isolda for dominance Round Hits: Rolling 5d20: 12 + 10 + 14 + 11 + 17 Dodges: Rolling 2d20: 19 + 17 STAND IN THE SUN hail to the king

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The grip to her shoulders was lost in her push forward to meet him, his claws did however swiped down on either side. This left two small gashes to bleed on either side of her shoulders. His own big limb blocked her attempt at his chest, she felt that her calws clip the breast but return to the ground unsuccessful. Ears folded against her head and mane, she snarled in frustration.

His attempt at her face was redirected by her own counter, she felt her head throb in pain bruising would develop from the impact and she felt his teeth graze along her maned head ripping some of the fur away. While she rotated her body away to try and position herself facing his right shoulder more he rotated to match. Again they were face to face. His teeth came forward and she rolled her shoulder to allow the grip to her shoulder. Perfect.

Head lowered attempting to grip onto the side of Zagan's head behind his right ear as his head had tilted away to the left. Meanwhile his claws found their way to her left shoulder slicing downwards ripping flesh to leave some gashes there bleeding freely.. Her left paw lifted upwards attempting to hook her claws behind his right extended wrist and pull it forward. Eyes narrowed her body lowered a bit to brace for balance and control.




Isolda vs Zagan
For
Dominance sit down little boy
2 / 3

Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 6 + 7 + 2 + 4

Dodge:

Rolling 5d20: 1 + 17 + 19 + 2 + 12

@Zagan

KNEEL TO THE CROWN       Ha! The lioness rolled her shoulder to allow him to get the bite on it he wanted. Did she not realize he had the size advantage on her? That he was going to teach her to mock him? It didn't matter, he had what he wanted, and he was going to use it to devastating effect.       Left forepaw made contact with the ground, that limb combining with the rear to provide a sturdy base on which to stand, a pillar of stone with clawed base. He felt his right forepaw and claws connect with her left shoulder, damage the flesh there, and was even more satisfied with himself. Using his rear and left forelimbs as a foundation, Zagan thrashed his head wildly. The intent was to cause as much damage to the lioness's right shoulder as he could, with the hopeful side effect of shaking her balance. Yes. Let her know not to fuck with a Casimir.       Fangs found the right side of his head. They missed their intended mark due to the thrashing, but there was no avoiding contact; The lioness's teeth plunged into the developing mane and sensitive skin just behind his right cheek, a grip half on his neck and half at the edge of his skull. Fuck, that hurt! Opening an arc of lacerations that matched the lioness's dental profile, and taking some fur and mane with it. Great, now he'd have scabs all in his already patchy mane. Perfect. Wonderful.       Given that he was busy tossing his head about like someone at a rave, he had no idea she was using her left forepaw until her claws punctured the soft flesh behind his right elbow. If he'd had tear ducts that worked for crying, he might've teared up from the pain. As it was, he was only more enraged. Those claws pulled his arm closer, unhooking any grip he might've had on the lioness's left shoulder. Well, fine. If she was going to pull him closer, he was going to use it to his advantage. Lifting his right leg and extending his claws, he attempted to use the forward pull on his elbow to reach for the left ear of the lioness. To try to slide his claws through that ear and slice it however he could. Preferably in half, but he'd just have to wait and see the outcome. 395 words | @Isolda Zagan vs. Isolda for dominance Round 3/3 Hits: Rolling 5d20: 20 + 9 + 10 + 3 + 2 Dodges: Rolling 2d20: 16 + 18 STAND IN THE SUN hail to the king

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The male started to thrash his head and this caused her mark to be missed, she gripped instead on his cheek and growing mane, at least she hoped if she attained and kept her grip it would be easier to get him to stop shaking his head. The shake of his head was causing the flesh in her shoulder to rip and shred leaving a bloody mess of bite marks. So she pushed forward through the pain as it seared, slowly she moved forward rolling her shoulder upwards, trying to make his neck hurt, to make his jaw hurt. Strain the area. If it hurt her too she would take the price.

Her paw found purchase in his elbow and she sneered through his flesh, suddenly with three limbs on the ground to hold her balance while his front ones were off the ground she shoved forward. Attempting to use her weight and his unbalance to try and strain his neck and maybe cause him to tilt sideways. She felt claws slice just below her ear slice through the flesh leaving bleeding lacerations there, he didn't get her ear today, for she had released her grip to attempt to grip the swinging wrist instead. She wanted to toss the boy on his ass.



Isolda vs Zagan
For
Dominance sit down little boy
3 / 3

Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 6 + 5 + 4 + 10

Dodge:

Rolling 5d20: 17 + 16 + 19 + 12 + 3

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 11 + 14 + 13 + 19 + 10

@Zagan

ZAGAN VS. ISOLDA FOR DOMINANCE
— RESULTS —

Zagan Hits: 2 + 4 + 1 = 7
Zagan Dodges: 2 + 2 + 2 = 6


Isolda Hits: 4 + 0 + 0 = 4
Isolda Dodges: 3 + 3 + 4 = 10

Zagan Successful Hits: -3
Isolda Successful Hits: -2

ISOLDA HAS WON THE CHALLENGE FOR DOMINANCE!

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