+10 Complete a spar or fight (Double XP)

Leander could only conclude that he was a glutton for punishment -- pushing his body so quickly and so soon. There was much to improve and not so much time to make said improvements. The Miroslav waits on the outskirts of The Pit, watching as victors and losers enter and depart after having had their bout. He is looking for a spar to test his fitness and technique -- to see how truly rusty he was from being out of action for so long. Sitting on his haunches, tail wrapped about his right rear leg, Leander waits as patiently as he can for an opponent to show -- he hopes sooner rather than later. The more he waits, the more tempted he becomes to head off in pursuit of less painful activities.

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he follows the familiar scent, lanky form stepping easily through the pit with a smile on his lips. his fangs flash as he sidesteps other bodies entangled in their own brawls and he can't help but loose a sharp bark of laughter when one opponent is thrust out to slam into him. the stranger bounces into his side and annie swings his hip to thrust the man back at his challenger, a sharp spark in his eyes at putting him abruptly back into the thick of it. the man clearly isn't ready and his opponent takes advantage - and the miroslav cackles again, dancing away before they can clock his path and memorize his face. perhaps they'll blame seneca on it; wouldn't that be grand.

as the scent thickens, his eyes narrow on the form of his elder brother, patiently waiting for his own violent two-step.

annie is not a brilliant fighter, built more for other ventures, but he's a miroslav and if leander is a glutton for punishment, then his younger brother is that twicefold. grinning, he bounces from one side to the next, tail twitching in excitement as he approaches. there's a wild light in his eyes and he hesitates only a half-second before thrusting off from the ground with an intent to close the distance between them. his brother is older and heavier and simply better at this, so the youth tries to take advantage and be quicker ( unlikely ). a right paw swings towards his brother's face as his haunches slide across the stone to halt him as he comes close. he sits down, aborting his right hook before it gets too close and simultaneously swings his left paw up to try to catch his opponent unaware - and claw the back of his brother's head.

Antares vs @Leander
for fun
Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 13 + 10 + 1 + 9 + 12

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 10 + 5 + 12

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 15 + 13 + 18 + 3 + 16

On his journey home, Leander had reconnected with his younger siblings -- they had been young when he and Seneca had originally left for Amaryllis. By the time he had returned, his siblings were now old enough to be of any interest. In particular, Leander had found the maniacal mind of his brother @Antares to be rather amusing -- so much so that he'd brought him along for the trip this time around, a decision he hoped he would not come to regret.

He had been wondering when Antares' chaotic nature might rear its head and today would seem to be the day. In the distance, he can see some sort of commotion drawing nearer -- there's a push and shove, sharp movements and what some may describe as bullish behaviour. Mismatched gaze narrows as Leander does his best to identify if that blur may be his relation. Uncertainties are confirmed as the blurred harbinger comes straight for him.

Little shit.

By the time he has come to terms with his brother's presence, Leander aims to gather himself to all fours -- still confirming his balance when Antares reaches him. And his brother does do so with style: sliding across granite with his forelimb outstretched. Patched male attempts use his uncentered balance to use -- aiming to propel himself forward with the brunt of his weight, forelimbs outstretched and aiming to wrap themselves about his brother's neck. The Miroslav aims to careen his body to the left, attempting to bring himself and Antares to ground. Though he makes an effort to dodge the incoming blow by lowering his head to the left, Leander feels a sharp sting on the back of his head -- a grimace on his lips as he hopes to wrestle his younger brother to the ground.

@Leander vs @Antares
Brotherly Love
1/3
Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 6 + 13 + 1 + 20 + 12 + 5

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 12 + 7 + 2 + 20

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 4 + 2 + 5 + 13 + 3

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he absolutely does not expect leander to take them both to the ground - but he sure does. his brother thrusts himself forward, his own paws wrapping around annie's neck. their chests collide with an oomph that will surely leave a bruise, and then they're sailing through air. when the younger miroslav feels his feet leave the ground he manages to shout: "oh, fuck!" a heartbeat before they land, leander presumably mostly on top. the impact knocks the air from his chest and he wheezes, attempting an impressed laugh of surprise. he attempts to sling his own paws up, latching into his brother's shoulders and tries to shove his head close, bear hugging him to keep his throat ( and pretty face ) out of the danger zone. simultaneously, he struggles to get his hind legs up to attempt to batter at leander's underside, claws only slightly out. he only wants it to hurt a little, y'know?

Antares vs @Leander
for fun
2/3
Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 16 + 17 + 12 + 5 + 6

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 11 + 2 + 10

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 6 + 18 + 3 + 15 + 11

Sahir had been loitering on the opposite end of the pit when he heard the vague shuffle of commotion. The dark lion lifted himself to his paws and craned his neck in search of his targets, able to see flashes of white and orange from a couple of scuffling lions as they knocked into one another and released the potent scent of blood into the air. That was enough to pique Sahir's interest. He attempted to approach from one side, content to leave a few yards of space between them so that they would not pull him into the fray on accident. He took a seat and wrapped his rope-like tail around his paws as he watched, arching one brow with intrigue. || september y7 | three years | vague pride | at the pit || +10 - Observe a fight (Leander vs. Antares, Double EXP event)

Absolute uncouth neanderthal behaviour.

That is what whips through his head as he embroils in a 'good natured' spar with this younger brother. As an afterthought, the Miroslav remembers why exactly he had wanted @Antares to join him in the first place -- to keep him and everyone else on their toes. He supposed that this was a prime example of his brother doing just that. Still, it didn't negate the fact that this was annoying and his body would be sore in the morning. Antares' paws wrap about his neck as Leander is held close in an unlikely embrace, the mere concept of it fuelling his fire. Little kicks to his underbelly cause great discomfort to the older Miroslav who worried for his crown jewels. Little scratches no doubt line his stomach, small traces of blood brought to the surface as they continue to wrestle for the entire world to see.

Now in a mood to inflict some damage thanks to the begrudging hug, Leander attempts to use unsheathed claws to drag down either side of his brother's shoulders. Simultaneously, he aims to use their head's close proximity to his benefit, hoping to angle his head upwards and for his jowls to attempt to take hold of the boy's lower jaw.

@Leander vs @Antares
Brotherly Love
2/3
Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 20 + 7 + 17 + 1 + 5 + 9

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 16 + 19 + 13 + 14

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 17 + 8 + 12 + 15 + 4

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ooc: would love kis to be able to stick around after and patch them up <3

This or that — she is always either on @Sahir's heels or Basira's, and the former of the two has earned her attention today. She's used to finding him here by now; he fights, and she fixes. It's part of their symbiosis. But as she approaches, she comes to realize that Sahir is not fighting today — merely observing. And the men that are brawling are in some glorious, if not humorous, display of brawn, tumbling to the ground with the flash of teeth and claws. "Iinahum yushabihun al'iikhwa," ( they look like brothers ) she muses as she sidles up alongside her husband, her bright gaze watching the fighters studiously. Their patchwork pelts and fiery hues give them away, but more than that, they wrestle like she remembers her brothers wrestling, and it stirs a little pang in her — one that she quickly swallows down along with the unexpected lump in her throat.

+10 - Attend a spar or challenge to assess the wounds

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he seems to have hit a nerve - and his brother retaliates with a bit more ferocity than annie expects. really he should expect it; threaten the goods and any fine miroslav will react in kind. he smothers a cackle as his brother rakes claws down his shoulder, reminding him oh-so gently to knock it off. a hiss of pain slides from his lips but it's quick lived; it turns, only a heartbeat later, to a pleasant warmth. his brother lurches his head forward, then, intending on snagging his lower jaw and antares' eyes widen. just as he opens his mouth, leander snags his own jaws around the lower jaw, hooking fangs over his own and piercing the flesh in the soft hollow of his jawbone. it hurts this time and he looses a ragged sound in his throat, somewhere between a snarl and a roar, and relinquishes his grappling hold in an attempt to try to score his claws down the top of his sibling's head while simultaneously shoving upwards with his haunches. he hopes he might be able to topple the man, or threaten his anatomy enough to get him off. he was getting tired, anyway.

Antares vs @Leander
for fun
3/3
Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 8 + 10 + 15 + 3 + 5

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 5 + 19 + 9

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 2 + 18 + 15 + 3 + 20

So engrossed in their rough and tumble, Leander hardly notices the two spectators that have been drawn to their brotherly disagreement. He is tiring quickly, the energy required to ensure that @Antares does not get away with his little practical joke scot-free encouraging him to continue -- at least for a little while.

There is momentary pleasure as the elder Miroslav feels his jowls take hold of his intended target, teeth sinking into flesh as Antares' lower jowl becomes his. Though almost as soon as they make their impact, Leander attempts to release his hold -- a brief but severe reminder of the consequences of messing with one's older brother. Simultaneously, he feels his brother's grip about his neck loosen and the patched male attempts to reassert balance to his forelimbs in an attempt to move away so that he may find his own personal space.

In the process, Antares' claws leave lacerations on the crown of his head, a snarl of displeasure leaving his jowls as he also feels a kick to his stomach -- wind evaporating from his lungs as he stumbles backwards, though not without one final reminder for his younger sibling. As he shifts away from his opponent, Leander attempts to lift his right forepaw and with an almighty force, hopes to smack Antares right in his crown jewels -- a heartfelt farewell.

@Leander vs @Antares
Brotherly Love
3/3

Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 7 + 8 + 4 + 11 + 13 + 18

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 15 + 16 + 6 + 13

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 14 + 3 + 20 + 7 + 9

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@Antares VS. @Leander FOR dominance
— RESULTS —

Antares Hits: 2 + 3 + 1 + 1 luck = 7
Antares Dodges: 1 + 1 + 1 = 3

Leander Hits: 3 + 2 + 3 + 1 luck = 9
Leander Dodges: 2 + 4 + 3 = 9

Antares Successful Hits: -2
Leander Successful Hits: 6

LEANDER HAS WON THE CHALLENGE FOR DOMINANCE!

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