Quit getting in my way [Challenge]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,250,true][bg=black] X.x "Quote" thought "speech" text x.X Just a little more, come on and satisfy me If Phantom wins he'll gain the sklavin Korie and Kisamira's respect, lol. Just a little more, come on and terrify me If Kisamira wins she will gain the sklavin Korie. Take my life and then I'll feel okay Words;; 21 Muse;; um...good? Puppets;; Phantom for Kisamira Notes;; Fight terms, also I ddn't know if the deciding of terms was just for an alpha fight or not, but I've done it anyway :3

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Sounds good. We'll start with the 10 post format. Goodluck! Since you are the challenger, you will start your intro; ie. Phantom's entrance into the Dominor Streiten, his thoughts, etc. A list of the format is in this board.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,250,true][bg=black] X.x "Quote" thought "speech" text x.X Just a little more, come on and satisfy me "I grow tired of this game already" the brute fumed. Only a day later and the bitch had begun to wear upon his nerves. The first thing she did was disrespect him as a proud alpha, whether she was one as well, or not, if she had be taught correctly she'd have known to show the proper respect upon first greeting. Secondly, she obviously was getting to large for her paws. Either that or the males around these parts must have been castrated, for they seemed to have no fire in the face of a mere female. How easily his burdens could have been lifted if only the other false male Dominors had only stuck up to this female Kasimira. Just a little more, come on and terrify me Light tan paws dusted over the dry ground. This place was indeed cool thanks to the walls of the canyon, but none the less dusty and dry like his home. He hunted on this kind of terrain, and this 'fight' would be no different than a hunt. Only his prey would probably be slower, and more liable to attack back than run, not to mention the ability to possibly match his own wit. The brute scoffed "Match my wit? I doubt it! HA! I say it again HA-HA! A fae of her degree match my cunning wit. Oh dear Phantom, you are messing yourself up" he chuckled to himself. Speckeled sunlight drifted throught the cracks in the rocks, and drifted down from atop the canyon. Here. I have a dark colored foe, If we fight in the light I take the advantage of surprise away from her. he thought with a clever grin. Take my life and then I'll feel okay "Now, come bitch. your master command you!" he chuckled. His tail wagged anxiously as he tensed, and prepared his body for the coming fight. Addrenaline flowed through his body, pumping up his muscles, and making him wilder by the second. He wouldn't lose this slave, he wouldn't lose to a female, especially not THIS female. Words;; 328 Muse;; good Puppets;; Phantom for Kisamira Notes;; Lalala~

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1 | terms are posted, attacker posts entry into Dominor Pakt.
2 | terms are agreed upon, current alpha posts entry into Dominor Pakt.
3 | fight-starter attacks alpha
4 | alpha responds and attacks back
5 | fight-starter responds and attacks back
6 | alpha responds and attacks back
7 | fight-starter responds and attacks back
8 | alpha responds and attacks back
9 | fight-starter responds
10 | posting ceases and an admin or mod judges the fight.

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KASIMIRA

Heat. It was all the female could think, all she could breathe through her nose as she entered the dipping, crimson valley. The scarlet hills rose over her and for a moment it looked as if Iudex himself had torn the pelt of mother earth off, reveling the bloody dirt that coursed preciously within her. With a swish of her tail Kasimira carefully, cautiously made her down to the level ground before her; the arena. Already a vulture had perched itself on a nearby branch, dark beady eyes glowering at Kasimira, in her regal glory. It seemed to consider the she-wolf for a fraction of a second before lifting those great wings, bald head turning away to scavenge another land. Mangy birds.

Kasimira picked up a trot as she continued her journey towards the flat plain beneath her, blue eyes already searching out her opponent. Bingo. She easily spotted his rough, sandy fur a mile away; who could dare miss it with it as mangled and torn-ridden as it looked? It was horribly apparent that he wasn't your most hygienic wolf around. Time to start this thing... The she-wolf lifted her head in a deep howl, eyes closed as the sound reverberated around the valley. It lifted like a bird, sweeping high through the sky's low-sailing, milky clouds before plummeting to the ground with a sharp cut off. It was precision at its finest. The queen was ready for battle.

"Now, come bitch. your master command you!"

The male's furious growl of command could be heard even though Phantom was a distance off, and Kasimira's black pelt rippled insolence as a reply. This was her symphony. The roar of battle, the call of blood lust. Granted, the power of fighting, the fluid motions that she used while in close combat had not come to the female yet, but they were waiting, her mind's eyes buzzing in heated preparation. Kasimira's pace broke in a lope, her eyes staring her challenger down. This was more than just small contest for a weak sklavin. This engagement would determine who was the stronger Alpha.

Kasimira knew she was the better competitor. Obviously. Now all she had to do was play her cards just right. As her paw steps came to a close, the ebony she-wolf dipped her head, as was custom. No matter her opponent, she would remain proud, strong, a worthy representation of her pack. Of course, she didn't plan on losing, but a little fake humility wouldn't hurt her case before or after the victory. With a snarl Kasimira readied her stance, claws digging into the dirt with anticipation. At first blows, she would not be caught off guard. Kasimira's azure eyes locked with the male's own, glaring an uncontrolled hostility.

"Do your worst, Phantom."

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,250,true][bg=black] X.x "Quote" thought "speech" text x.X Just a little more, come on and satisfy me The smirk on his maw grew into a wicked smile as the femme came into view. "Just glad to see that you aren't a coward Kasimira. Perhaps you've gained a bit of my respect now, let's see how long you can keep it" the brute mocked. Phantom made his rounds, circling the female, scoping her bodice for an weak points in her armor; any weaknesses in her stance. A head on attack would expose him more so than she, so as a first move that was foolish. However, clever as it may seem an attack from behind could be easily avoided as well. Now his only two options were from her left or her right. He hadn't noticed any limping in her walk, so that meant her legs were sturdy, and she hadn't been injured before. He grinned I get first lick at the self-proclaimed queen Just a little more, come on and terrify me It hardly makes sense to just go in for a straight attack. Why not toy for a bit he thought. Phantom began a little dance as he circled the fae, dotting in and out to snap at her heels, coming just close enough to perhaps snap a few hairs, and duck back out. Once he had decided he had distracted her enough to perhaps make her stumble or lose track of his attack pattern- though there really wasn't one, just a random barrage of fangs- he lunged at her neck, not exactly her throat, but the back of her neck, where he could apply his body weight, and hopefully force her to the ground into a pin. Take my life and then I'll feel okay Fangs gleamed bright in the bright afternoon sun, a bone rattling snarl ripped from the brute's throat as he made his attack, he'd win his lave, he'd take Kasimira's respect by showing her he was not to be trifled with. To show her, HE was the better alpha, and that SHE should learn her place in his presence. Words;; 321 Muse;; um...good? Puppets;; Phantom for Kisamira Notes;; LALALA~~~

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1 | terms are posted, attacker posts entry into Dominor Pakt.
2 | terms are agreed upon, current alpha posts entry into Dominor Pakt.
3 | fight-starter attacks alpha
4 | alpha responds and attacks back
5 | fight-starter responds and attacks back
6 | alpha responds and attacks back
7 | fight-starter responds and attacks back
8 | alpha responds and attacks back
9 | fight-starter responds
10 | posting ceases and an admin or mod judges the fight.

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KASIMIRA

"Just glad to see that you aren't a coward Kasimira. Perhaps you've gained a bit of my respect now, let's see how long you can keep it"

Kasimira's response was only a rumbling growl, tail swishing back and forth impatiently. This lengthy waiting game was what she hated. The calm before the storm, the silence before screaming cries pierced the air. It unnerved her, and for a moment, as the self proclaimed queen gazed into her opponent's amber eyes, a flicker of doubt crossed through her. No! This is my battle to win. The first test of my throne.

Those were the words she empowered herself with as Phantom strutted ominously closer, her white teeth bared in a silent snarl of hostility. It was with surprise that he began to circle her but the she-wolf stood her ground, unwilling to act submissive when the battle had not yet begun. Kasimira lowered her head in protection of her precious neck; it was obviously the she-wolf's most vulnerable area and she would not be so naive as to flaunt it carelessly. Blue eyes danced from below, watching her opponent as his slow, calculating walk embraced her. It was if he was a mere spectator in a slow game of baseball--his eyes were peeled to watch the stats, his face not scrunched up with concentration, but rather strikingly calm, cool, and collected.

Then, with a sly grin and a quick flick of the brute's ears he swiftly darted in towards her, fangs snapping shut on air as her legs nimbly danced away. Kasimira was stunned. Couldn't he make a better move than that? He had missed--and by a good few inches. Yet suddenly he was at her paws again, snapping ruthlessly as she tried earnestly to stay away from the clacking teeth and snapping jaws. Kasimira's eyes were in protection mode; if he damaged one of her paws she was done for. Half the time, the she-wolf began to notice, he wasn't even coming close to his target; only twice did he get within near enough proximity that a few blackened hairs were plucked from her tender skin, left to float gently down to the earth.

Confusion closed in on the she-wolf as she vainly tried to catch his sparkling eyes, get a sense of what he was trying to do. Infuriate her? The Alpha strangely seemed like a little pup, the way he pranced around her. If she didn't know this was a fight that he had started, Kasimira would have thought the male had wanted to play a game of paw-tag.

"Are you going to actually attack me or keep playing like the sklavin--!"

In her unexpected state, Kasimira had left her guard down low and the mistake was realized too late. A hauntingly cold snarl sliced through the air and the she-wolf skirted sideways in reaction. Phantom had wittingly abandoned his game of false pretenses and instead had lunged to fasten his glistening jaws in her arching neck. A chilling growl of challenge burst from the she-wolf as his teeth met in her body, a bolt of pain ripping through her. Anger swarmed over the Kasimira at being caught like this; his frame was yanking on her neck and the afflicted wound burst with crimson life water as it dripped through her coat.

The metallic taste hit the air and another tinge of terror entered into the female. How could this be happening already? It seemed she was losing from the get-go and the thought of even considering such a barbaric thought pained Kasimira more than her physical wound. You are an Alpha! Pull yourself together! Yes, she needed to focus. As Phantom's grip on the she-wolf intensified Kasimira lunged forward, trying uselessly to ignore the searing of bleeding flesh that yelled at her sudden, hasty movements. She had to get Phantom's grip loose. Otherwise, this first attack could easily become her last.

Instinct kicked in as Kasimira wildly flung her body around, attempting to swing the male and his vice grip away from her. The cinder coated vixen jumped left and right repeatedly like a confused piece of prey. Nothing seemed to work. Stubbornly Phantom held on and her limbs were growing weaker with time. I've got it! Kasimira's mind raged in fury, praying to Eperna that her tactic would work.

With a harsh squeal and a kick from her legs, Kasimira purposefully jumped with her new dead weigh, paws poised for the landing. But before the pair hit the ground she swerved, hoping that beyond all odds Phantom's breath would be knocked out of him as they hit the ground. Kasimira now used her tired being against her opponent, striving to yank her neck free as the male's grip loosened. If it would loosen. Only when she felt a slack in his jaws would she rip herself free--she had to be patient. The waiting was certainly enough to kill.

While she waited however, why not inflict some more damage? Kasimira rose up on her back legs--as far as his reach would permit, of course--and brought her forepaws down with a deadly slash. Surely this move would hit? If she had missed him when he was right in front of her no wolf would ever allow her to live it down. Blue eyes clamped shut, unwilling to see the result. I will win!

ooc- soo basically she tried to get him to loosen her neck. yay. sorry about the rambling. :D

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,250,true][bg=black] X.x "Quote" thought "speech" text x.X Just a little more, come on and satisfy me The brute chuckled viciously as his fangs dug deeper and shreaded the ebony fae's coat and flesh spilling her blood. Coating the inside of his maw in the crimson, iron tasting liquid. His fangs clenched tighter as she shook about holding onto her shoulders with his stone daggers that wouldn't rlease their grip so long as his fangs had her neck. Phantom noticed that her jerking began to slow; she was tireing Perfect the brute thought. This was beginning to seem much too easy, then the fae began to gallop. She leapt and slammed into the canyon wall, a jolt was sent through his body as a sharp point just nicked his ribs. Just a little more, come on and terrify me Next was the floor. Up and down again. He lost his grip with his claws, and let out a sharp yelp as his skull made contact with the hard, dry ground. The brute merely squirmed there trying to regain himself from the momentary shock. The brute rose to his paws, and shook, charging the fae again, he had hesitated enough getting himself together. Her attacks wouldn't be slow and merciful, and neither would his. Phantom took two mighty leaps at full gallop Ram her down, take her down he thought wildly. Hoping to disorientate the fae he loosed two powerful barks, loud enough to be heard over the gusting winds of the canyon, and rattle the body. Take my life and then I'll feel okay Then with a sharp, but sloppy dash to her right he made a duck past her hoping to latch onto her hind leg. He'd shake it like it was one of his 'toys'; make her into a ragdoll, and snap the bone withing the leg if he got the right hold on it.This could've all been avoided Kasimira. I wouldn't need to degrade you here if you had only given me my respect. he thought. now YOU'LL be my Sklavin! he thought as a low, deep growl rummbled in his chest. Words;; 322 Muse;; good Puppets;; Phantom for Kisamira Notes;; Whoot! come back!!

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1 | terms are posted, attacker posts entry into Dominor Pakt.
2 | terms are agreed upon, current alpha posts entry into Dominor Pakt.
3 | fight-starter attacks alpha
4 | alpha responds and attacks back
5 | fight-starter responds and attacks back
6 | alpha responds and attacks back
7 | fight-starter responds and attacks back
8 | alpha responds and attacks back
9 | fight-starter responds
10 | posting ceases and an admin or mod judges the fight.

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KASIMIRA

Between her own thrashing and the gruff growls from her opponent, Kasimira began to lose sense of what exactly was going on around her. The sun was sinking in the pale sky, dusk quickly settling over the land. Focus. She needed to hone in her skills. If she didn't, the battle was already half lost. As the grip of Phantom's crimson stained fangs loosened, Kasimira snarled and violently ripped her throat away from him. Searing pain shredded through the female and she cried out in pain, falling to the canyon floor.

For a moment the she-wolf didn't move, her eyes clamped shut as the agony threatened to overtake her mindset. The world was dark, energy and power quickly fading from her limbs. Phantom, however, had not let her attack weaken him and instead the male was already on the rebound. In two wild, building lunges he rammed forward, teeth searching for a place to bite, to rip, to tear. Kasimira squealed a plaintive cry for help, fear scent rippling off of her. He was merciless and hunting her down like prey--she barely had a second to take a breather before his yellow teeth and rank stench was huffing down her neck. Kasimira instinctively scrambled sideways. The result of her rash actions was an excruciating wave of pain that struck first through her back left leg.

Azure eyes wide with the increasing burden of pain, Kasimira held back a call of help. That was what he wanted. Phantom wanted her to bow down, to admit he was superior. She was no such thing! Kasimira of Irrsin would be known as the queen above all when she beat this ruthless barbarian dog down, threw him to the crows to grovel at her paws. Surging with the ferocity that burned through her ebony pelt, Kasimira twisted her back leg away from Phantom, hastily hobbling away with her twisted ankle held near to her body.

Was it broken? Kasimira calmly lowered her smarting paw-pad to the ground, reassured to note that although the pain pounded in the limb, it was usable. Be more careful next time. You can't let him get his teeth on you anymore. Those teeth, that vice-like grip of Phantom's was something else, she would admit that. His jaws were strong, easily able to deliver the killing bite. Kasimira shivered at the thought, returning her scattered mind to the battle. She needed a good counter attack. And soon.

I've got it! It was an immediate response and Kasimira's legs were quick to put her thoughts into action. The she-wolf coyly bolted forward, her claws pulling her frame nearer to her prey. But she didn't want his throat. Kasimira deliberately ran past the male, and spun around onto his other side, barking a storm of frenzy. She could only hope to Eperna that the noise would distract him--distract him just long enough from her true intentions. As she swerved, Kasimira's glistening jaws opened, hoping to fixate themselves on Phantom's exposed right leg.

The queen clamped her jaws shut with incredible force. Now it was stage two. The she-wolf raised her paws, scrambling backwards on her hind legs, making a strong attempt to pull her opponent to the floor, or at least make him loose her balance. Granted, she knew not whether her jaws even had a good hold of his leg, but she had to give it her all. Tortuga was depending on her. And while it would be a risky move, to expose her neck like that, Kasimira endured her choice, praying it wouldn't cost her the battle.

Oh, just you wait...

Kasimira's eyes glimmered a vivacious blue, watching for Phantom's reaction to her come back. He would no doubt be impressed; Kasimira herself was awed by her effort. Seconds passed that they stood, glaring at each other, the hostility coating the air. Something had to give. Top that, dog.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,250,true][bg=black] X.x "Quote" thought "speech" text x.X Just a little more, come on and satisfy me The fae was a slippery little snake, that she was granted, he couldn't get a proper hold on her leg, and she slipped away. The brute growled as she limped away from him. That was his crippling blow, if he could just take out one of her legs this battle was won. Suddenly the fae began charging at him barking- almost like he had done- the brute snorted, he wouldn't fall for his own trick. and he sidestepped the fae, only to trip upon taking a step forward. "My leg..." he growled. The brute layed rather distastefully on the ground, his front legs strewn before him, and his muzzle buried in the dirt, while his non animated hind left legs hung in the air. Just a little more, come on and terrify me with a gasp of realization the brute found his new position on the ground to be quite the advantage. The brute squirmed and twisted until he was on his stomach, then twisted about with a growl, kicking at the fae's eyes although they were probably out of the reach of his lengths. 'Twas only a slight distraction anyway, perhaps knock her off balance, and bring her down to all fours, so that he wouldn't have to strain so much. The brute couldn't help but wince a bit, he was causing himself pain my moving so much, he was grinding his foot over the femme's sharp canines. But it was an expense he was willing to take. Take my life and then I'll feel okay NOW! the brute twited dramatically and lunged his head at the fae's hind leg, the same he snapped at before, this time he'd accomplish his goal and snap it, it was already weak, and dripping with blood, all he needed to do was finish what he had started. Crippling the fae would asure his victory in the fight, with her no longer able to worm her way around his like the viper she was, he'd be able to attack, and deliver his final blows without having to waste his energy on his speed. The brute snarled as his maw opened to snap at her wounded leg, his heart raced, drawing in more oxygen, he was panting, but he pushed through. He had to win. Words;; 364 Muse;; ok? Puppets;; Phantom for Kisamira Notes;; lol, i'm starting to get sad that this is almost over, this is the best fight i've had in a long while

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1 | terms are posted, attacker posts entry into Dominor Pakt.
2 | terms are agreed upon, current alpha posts entry into Dominor Pakt.
3 | fight-starter attacks alpha
4 | alpha responds and attacks back
5 | fight-starter responds and attacks back
6 | alpha responds and attacks back
7 | fight-starter responds and attacks back
8 | alpha responds and attacks back
9 | fight-starter responds
10 | posting ceases and an admin or mod judges the fight.

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KASIMIRA

Pleasure swelled in Kasimira at the feat she had accomplished. The Alpha had been brought to his knees before her presence. Literally. As the sound of a harsh, discordant clunk hit the ground the female realized it was the male's jaw. Hmph. Kasimira kept up her assault of her opponent; she would prove to him through the same rage that he had used that she was not to be messed with.

"Eat dirt, Alpha Phantom!"

With a sneer the she-wolf snarled hostility at the male as he scrambled for a grasp, some type of release from her grip. No. She would justly return the torture she'd been given in full. It was only to her blank surprise that the male flipped himself over on his stomach before swinging himself at her, growling and chirping angrily. Claws rushed towards her face and Kasimira hastily let go of the male's leg to prevent her face from being marred. Then Phantom's amber gaze shifted suddenly, as if he had been planning this move for a while; his jaws extended toward her already bleeding and agonizing leg. His horrific intentions had been covered yet again and she had been too slow to realize it.

It was the repetition of the actions that made Kasimira hope for one bleak moment that the pain wouldn't slice through her leg and ripple in waves over her; the absurd idea that the harsh feelings would be something she would grow accustomed to. No such luck. As Phantom's teeth met in her ebony leg the agony hit her like a dead weight and she crumpled to the floor, a soft cry on her lips. It was a chilling crack that echoed through the arena and the female swore her melting heart stopped beating. Mind comprehension sank with only murmuring whispers of the dread and terror that immediately started to grow and fight inside her head. Surely, with Eperna's guiding eyes, it was not broken. It couldn't be broken. It couldn't be broken.

It sickened the female to think about her being handicapped in a fight she needed to win. She needed to feel the rush of victory on lips, in her thrumming heart, the winning streak caught in her mind's eye. What would Tortuga think when she finally made it home? Would the brute still want her? Fear crept into the female's heart at the thought. Kasimira was smitten to pieces with his assertive, cool personality, those ice blue eyes, the night they had shared.... Memories from roughly half a day ago washed over the she-wolf and a soft whimper of self pity slipped off her coal black lips. Was this how it was to end? The blackness of unconsciousness had already started the haze around her vision. It would be all too easy to succumb to the numbness and drift to sleep. Kasimira's eyes fluttered as Phantom's grip on her leg increased, the pain reaching a new height, the peak of her tolerance.

As the sun began to lazily drift back down to earth a new awakening burst from Kasimira. No! Are you going to let him humiliate you like this? You must fight! You are born of royalty--now show it! Self empowerment kept Kasimira from falling to the brink of intimate disaster. It was impertinent that Tortgua be shown his mate was strong, that she was worthy to be called his, and to have his reassuring guidance and gestures at her side. With a frenzy haunting her fragil mind, Kasimira jerked her leg from Phantom's greedy lips, squirming away from her enemy, eyes ablaze with a new flame that danced sweet temptations inside those icy pools. The flames flickering passionately in her orbs and her black fur matted heavily with blood and the stench of metallic liquid, the she-wolf was the picture of athletic rebound and resilience; she would not be struck down to lay before her inferior as a helpless sklavin. Kasimira was the queen.

Caterwauling her ferocity and vexation, the ebony she-wolf skirted away from Phantom, the broken and offending leg pulled up precariously to her side. With three legs she would be at a horrible disadvantage, having to hobble like a meek, filthy slave to make her best effort. Time was on the female's side however--it was for certain that the ending was nearing the pair of fighting wolves with every passing moment and movement. Quick as she could manage, Kasimira bolted forward without a blink of hesitation, gunning it for her adversary's tail. If she had the energy to do so, she personally vowed to rip the unflattering appendage clean off.

Pearly white fangs clamped down with a bite of fury, rage pulsating through the female. Kasimira yanked with all of her might, tugging and straining with huffs of breath through her clenched jaws. She had either got her target and was causing a commotion for her little friend here... or she had grabbed air. Darkness covered her eyes; Kasimira had habitually closed them as she toiled and clawed the ground in her blind progress. This was the end of the fight; after this delicate situation the pair would know who was the winner and the loser. Who was the top dog and who was not fit to cringe below the other's paws with sweet flattery.

I'll show you a true Alpha!

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,250,true][bg=black] X.x "Quote" thought "speech" text x.X Just a little more, come on and satisfy me The brute took on a victorious grin, he had accomplished what he wanted. He broke the pitiful alphess' leg, and handicapped her. Made her weak! the brute chucked through clenched fangs feeling so accomplished, and full of himself. you are weak kasimira! he brute snickered you are- suddenly the fae ripped her leg from his maw, the force was enough to jerk his head, and cause some of his teeth to ache from the collision of the enamel and cartilage. Just a little more, come on and terrify me The brute reeled back-wards a bit. shaking his head. A growl emitted past his lips. "Bitch..." he rumbled. by time the brute had gotten his head back together the femme was upon him, charging at him with eyes blazing in hatred. She swung around him snapping at his tail. The brute cringed as her fangs snapped around his bushy tail. The brute pulled away, he felt a pop. and loosed a sharp high pitch yelp. he was able to slink away, but he couldn't help but feel the throbbing pain. He spun around to see half his tail clamped between the femme's maw. The brute snarled. "You wicked, wretch! How dare you!" the brute snarled. Take my life and then I'll feel okay Phantom lowered his ears to his head,and lowered his head to body level baring his fangs in a vicious snarl. blood dripped from both their maws, and matted into their fur, but this was an offense to his personal being. "Have you sunk so low Kasi, you couldn't have thought of anything else?" he almost chuckled now realizing the small piece of his tail she had, it wasn't half. perhaps a quarter or so. It would grow back to some extent, but if that leg wasn't taken care off it'd scar her forever, and be useless. "Sklavin, make sure the next time we meet you bring a bigger bag of tricks. You'll have your work cut out for next time." the brute growled as a final remark. that would be what she had to walk away to. Words;; 332 Muse;; good Puppets;; Phantom for Kasimira Notes;; awws, it's over :<

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FYI for creativity I counted the prettiness in language within posts, the flow of it entirely, as well as the actions of the wolves. Also I compared you both's results to each other to help figure the scores. Hope I'm not too harsh of a grader. Perfects don't exist in English to me. xD;;

Nitemare :: Phantom

Spelling - 7
Total mistakes: 10

Grammar - 9
Minor comma issues, like not needing some before some ands, no real run-ons or anything. Used more than just typical grammar though.

Realism - 24

Dodge - 10

Post Length - 18
1,666/1500. Average: 333 per post. Required length 300, so .73 x 25 = 18.25

Creativity - 16
Sentence structure was varied somewhat, but advanced vocab was limited. Fighting moves were different.

Total - 84

Image :: Kasimira

Spelling - 9
Total Mistakes: 1

Grammar - 9
IDK. I put word confusion here, happened once. Elevated diction and advanced punctuation were good.

Realism - 24

Dodge - 10

Post Length - 23
2,905/1200. Average post: 726 words. Required length 300 so .92 x 25 = 23

Creativity - 20
Copy paste grammar here. Elevated diction, metaphors made sense, advanced punctuation.

Total - 95

Winner :: Kasimira

Kasimira gains the slave Korie. Proceed with your lives.