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 Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 5:13 pm
Ahhh...he could smell the sea. Funny, to think he'd been born of the desert. Well, not in it. Never in it. His mother was long gone by then. But he had the rolling sand in his blood, he'd even seen the place he'd haled from. Now though, was time to turn to the sea. He'd spent many moons among the vicious, bloodthirsty demons, capturing slaves and letting blood...And he could continue to do so here, if he chose.
But here no one would look in askance if he refused to cull a child, or to slaughter the innocent. Sure, might was right, but it had just never sat quite well in his stomach to murder those who couldn't fight back. At least here things were...not totally different, but enough.
And he felt a thrill of energy he hadn't since his youth as he roared his challenge into the Viking lands. He may be graying about the maw, but he wore his scars proudly, and he would best any youngster who came to give him a fight!
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ShinosBee rolled 5 4-sided dice:
4, 1, 3, 1, 3
Total: 12 (5-20)
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Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 5:16 pm
I FORGOT THE ROLL I AM DUMB IN THE FACE.
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Thalion rolled 5 4-sided dice:
3, 3, 2, 4, 4
Total: 16 (5-20)
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Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 5:23 pm
 A challenge rolled over the horizonline. The voice was unfamiliar to him which meant that, very likely, a newcomer was waiting on the outskirts to prove his or her right of entry. Smirking, the behemoth of a lion rose to his paws and shook out his golden mane. He strode forward, covering the distance between his den and the rocky border in good time. As he caught sight of the older lion, he threw his head back and returned the challenge with a roar from deep within his chest. Loud, powerful, and sharp like a crack of thunder. The other had chosen a decent enough place for a fight. Flat plane with only a few puddles here and there. Rushing forward, Thor took the opponent's opening blow without much diversion. Roaring again, he threw his own paw out to slam the opponent against the side of his head. "COME AT ME, NEWCOMER. SURELY YOU HAVE MORE IN YOU THAN THAT~!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 5:35 pm
It had been a long time since he'd fought someone without the intent to harm. Scars were like trophies back in his old home, more so than perhaps anywhere else. ANY fight worth the breath to have it left both parties littered with marks. He lashed out as the massive blonde lion charged him, landing a solid blow...but taking one in turn and leaving him with a ringing ear.
He'd been very keen to see the other male was almost his exact size - it would make for a really good match! But then, he had to admit he was starting to lose some of his skill. His next blow would have been savage - if it had connected. His speed had slacked as his muzzle grayed, though the swing was precise and if it'd been a half second would have potentially stolen an eye, if only for the duration of the fight.
He snarled in response to the golden lion's taunt, tail lashing wildly. "More than you will in twice your age, little sun-ball!" Still, he was grinning. It was good to fight again.
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Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 5:40 pm
Sun ball? What ever kind of insult was that? Clearly the old man was... perhaps a little rusty. His next blow wasn't well-timed nor was there a lot of heart behind it. There had been power, certainly. Thor saw the tension in the other male's shoulder and the expectation of a blow stiffen his wrist. Thor ducked, letting the blow go right up over his head. Taking the advantage, he threw himself forward and sent a paw at the male's now exposed chest. "YOU INSULT LIKE AN OLD MAID!" He laughed, catching himself and turning to anticipate the next blow. "SHOW ME YOU ARE WORTH WAKING UP FOR."
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Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 5:52 pm
The hard assault on the male's chest nearly took the wind from him, but it also left him rather close, and a simple turn of the head gave him an easy shot. He lunged at the younger male, with teeth this time, not claws; a vicious attempt to bite at the other's face and neck while he dug a hold with his claws, wrapping up with the lighter male like a grappler.
"I suppose with a face like yours old maids are the only company you draw! No wonder you've nothing better to compare to, little mewling cub!" This...was admittedly fun. Insults weren't part of things before, but there was something jesting about how the other had said it, even if it did make him a bit angry. He'd have to work on that.
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Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 6:03 pm
"THAT IS THE SPIRIT!" Thor laughed, but it was cut short by a sharp blow to the face. He saw stars and red for a moment and his ears rang out as he staggered back. Catching the ground under him, he shook his head and threw his paw out blindly, more in an attempt to stay his opponent's paw long enough for Thor to catch himself and gain his wit. Blinking his eyes sharply he rose up to his full height and bared his teeth.
"STOP PLAYING AROUND, STICK BONES. DO YOU WANT TO BE A PART OF THIS PRIDE OR NOT?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 7:23 pm
He'd gotten him! The older male surged forward as the blonde lion rose up, also lifting up onto his hind legs, equally as tall...but not able to hold it as long. He did his best to take the other back down with him, but he was less agile, and his foe seemed to dance out of reach, leaving the older male down on all fours and in the shadow of the still-rearing Thor.
"I'll be a part of this pride yet, and then I'll have your pelt for a throwrug! Though as ugly as it is, perhaps I'd do better to trade it away to the pirates! It'd suit THEM much better!" He'd heard plenty of the rivalry between those prides. Of course, he agreed that this pride was much better...but it still felt good to threaten. "What's keeping you, hmm? Scared you'll break your claws on a real male?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 7:40 pm
The insults were getting almost as enthusing as the fight itself. Thor dropped down to all fours as both males landed light hits on each other, putting their thick manes to the test. He snapped his long tail from side to side as he circled his opponent, sizing him up for the second time that fight. The old man could take his hits- that was for certain. It seemed, as the insults continued, that the old man also had a decent way with words. His tongue was as sharp as his claws.
The large lion smirked and rolled his shoulders, popping out a pocket of tension beneath them. "THAT IS THE SPIRIT, VERY GOOD. HOWEVER-" He flexed his hind claws, testing the traction of the ground behind him. Finding the ground to be favorable, he threw himself forward and thrust his claws upward, aiming for the older lion's jaw in an attempt to throw the lion back and perhaps rattle his skull a bit.
"AT LEAST MY PELT SHALL BE FUNCTIONAL AFTER THIS DUEL! YOURS WILL NEED TO BE USED ONLY TO CLEAN UP THE BLOOD YOU LEAVE BEHIND! A RAG UNFIT FOR EVEN THE LIKES OF THE SEA-RATS!"
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 10:14 am
It was clear by now that, though he'd given a good showing, Mahewa was rustier than he'd expected to be. He had spent the last round of seasons roaming and not fighting in the demon pride, and laying about with random females wasn't exactly conducive to keeping in fighting form...but he'd give as good as he got, as best as he could to the end. As his skull was cracked upwards he let fly a final swing, slapping the blond lion across the snout even as he staggered backwards.
What insult he'd prepared was cut short as his jaw was snapped shut by the blow - resulting in biting his tongue. He staggered back, shaking off the blow but clearly out of the fight. Still-proud golden eyes fixed on the paler lion, and after a few moments of heavy breathing he managed a somewhat bloody smile and a nod. He'd try again soon...but for now the young upstart had won.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 10:28 pm
Thor bore down into his final blow, throwing his full weight and strength into it. To hold back in a duel would be not only to dishonor himself but to dishonor his opponent as well. Anyone seeking entry would have to prove themselves strong enough to stand in the storm of battle. Not all foes would be honorable, not all would show mercy, not all would call a good fight for what it was. Some would go too far, some would stain the ground with the blood of any that stood in their way or, worse, seek out such carnage. As his opponent staggered back, clearly beaten, Thor took a few steps back and offered a dip of his head. "WELL MET, OLD MAN. YOU DID YOUR ANCESTORS PROUD. HEAL YOUR HURTS AND KNOW YOU WERE A WORTHY OPPONENT. RETURN, AND I WILL GLADLY MEET YOU ONCE AGAIN." He offered a smile, stepped forward, and gave the elder a rough jab with his paw. With that, he turned and took up his post along the border. Good fight or not, he could not let the outsider pass until he had beaten him. He watched in silent as the older lion took his leave. Tonight he would celebrate his victory with a fat carcass. Oh yes, he would feast.
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