Tyrion's shove brought Aquila's front half off the ground. His paws grasped and pawed at the dirt and pebbles, instinctively trying to keep steady on the ground. But he was brutishly taken a few inches at least upwards In the air and earning a decent bruise on his chest from the push. Snarling a tad Aquila swung his left forepaw upwards and aimed to grapple around Tyrion's right shoulder blade. As much to use the lion as balance and leverage as anything. Behind him his knees bent a bit and his center of gravity shifted with it while his body angled up.

@Tyrion vs. Aquila
spar
Round 3 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 7d20: 8 + 2 + 13 + 12 + 5 + 20 + 15

Dodges:

Rolling 6d20: 10 + 13 + 8 + 2 + 11 + 12

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 14 + 13 + 6 + 11 + 7

@Tyrion VS. @Aquila FOR SPAR
— RESULTS —

Tyrion Hits: 3+5+4 = 12
Tyrion Dodges: 3+2+3 = 8

Aquila Hits: 4+6+4+1 Luck = 15
Aquila Dodges: 2+5+3 = 10

Tyrion Successful Hits: 2
Aquila Successful Hits: 7

@Aquila HAS WON THE CHALLENGE FOR SPAR!

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The brute had used his weight, and though it had worked in the short run- it would not lead him to a victory. He let off the force he had on his friend, allowing him time to use his frame to regain himself upright as they parted from their fight. He was out of breath and sore already, yet a smile still spread over his lips as a chuckle let loose. "I'm going to feel this tomorrow." Finally his attention is free and able to look out over the small crowd they had gathered. Paws instinctively lead him to Heloise where he would try to brush his sweat-covered cheek against hers. "I'll be home with dinner." He would promise her with a nod of his crown toward the lioness he was unfamiliar with.

With that, he would move past them to go on a hunt. He had far too much adrenaline to waste it now.


-exit tyrion-

@Aquila @Heloise @Cassandra

Aquila ceased from the clash and tore away from the bout with Tyrion. A little battered up, unintentional cuts along his flesh and the base of his paw pads. And along his face a plenty large, stupid almost, joyful grin. His heart continued to beat out the pulsing rhythm of adrenaline within his chest, quick, not at all composed. But he could feel it slowing and steadying. The pulsing of blood in his ears and face was less and less, in its place a glad heart. "Then we did it right." He said with a chuckle. Along with his friend it was time to move and completely unwind. For Aquila that meant a patrol of the nearby area, something casual to see what was going on.

/exit

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"Aye, thank ye," she replied with a grin that she couldn't keep off her features. Well, it wasn't like she could be mistaken for being modest before now either. "You be welcome to come visit dem when dey be born," she added, "if ye want to. No pressure." She knew cubs weren't everyone's thing, but she did think the other Valour would be happy to see her again. Not that she knew how often Cassandra came and visited anyway, come to think of it.

It would seem the battle was winding up as they spoke, and Heloise turned her attention to it in time to see Aquila come out the victor. Tyrion didn't seem upset about the outcome, and Aquila wasn't one to gloat, so in her mind it was a win all around.

"I be holdin' ye to that," she said with a grin and a lick of his cheek. "Thanks for coming to chat with me," she said to Cassandra, offering a grin before she began the trek home. It was slow going given her current state, but she could take her time.

-exit heloise-

It seemed her experience with seeing both Morrigan and Talisa pregnant was proving her right here. Heloise was indeed expecting, and Cass couldn't be happier for the Brook lioness. The Brook seemed to be thriving these days, and she knew many found happiness there, especially since her uncle had reclaimed the throne from the would-be interloper who had usurped her aunt many months ago. She wasn't super aware of what all had transpired in the Brook lately, and had no way of knowing another had challenged her uncle for the Brook. The darker lioness would then invite her to come visit when the cubs were born, and Cassandra had to force a grin. ""If I can get away from my duties in the Lagoon, perhaps."" She said, the comment neutral. She did have duties to attend to within the Lagoon as a Gentry after all, and it was an easy way to not say a flat out no to coming to the Brook.

The fight would end quickly, but thankfully with no hard feelings between the pair. If Tyrion was an old family friend, as she had been told, it was to be expected. Her uncle wasn't the type to brag, so they parted ways from their spar amicably. The one she presumed to be Tyrion came over to greet Heloise as he left, and her uncle would take his leave shortly after that. The dark lioness would then move to take her leave, thanking her for coming and sitting with her during the spar. ""It was good to see a friendly face again - I was in the area regardless."" Cassandra said as she rose to her paws as Heloise started to leave. After making sure the other left the area safely, Cassandra would take her own leave, heading back towards the Lagoon herself.

+10 - Observe a fight [Double Exp]

"-exit Cassandra-"

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