[Wher Run] This Is The Sound That We Make

[The_Muffin_Puppy]

Dodging from Bursk

Viosk's Stats
Hit points: 0/4
Strength: 2
Stamina: 3
Speed: 6
Dexterity: 5

Tsk, what a waste. A perfectly good plan and the stupid brute had been too dense to take advantage. Oh well, maybe Herosk would be smart enough to take out their only real competition remaining. The bronze had done well and Viosk was sure had at least some degree of Mezask's favour. Likely more than he did, and probably more than Herosk. They always swooned over the big stupid bronzes, didn't they?

So caught up in being disappointed with his wher kin was Viosk that he missed his footing as he clambered up the next ledge. Scrambling for a second he had only a heartbeat to steady himself before the full bulk of Bursk slammed into him. The lithe brown was sent literally flying, sailing down two ledges and bouncing down one more. Shocked and frankly offended the brown looked back up the ledges with a snarl. That stupid, brutish, lout. Climbing to his feet Viosk was intent on vengeance, until pain lanced up his hind leg.

Looked like that was enough scheming for today. Even as he turned and slunk away Viosk hoped that both the idiots slipped and snapped their necks on this mountain.

Earisa

Unsuccessful dodge

 

[Revel1984]

Herosk, defence roll

Herosk Stats
Hit Points: 6
Strength: 5
Stamina: 5
Speed: 2
Dexterity: 2

Oh this brown was just a TURD...He braced himself as the little snot went for his feet again, driving him towards the bronze, but he could have laughed when the bronze went for the pest instead of him and he gave Bursk a mental 'brofist' before watching the little brown dodge once more. He doubted avoiding every attack was going to impress the green, he snorted, derisively at Viosk, then he DID give the wher equivalent of a laugh as the bronze shoved the smaller wher over the ledge... welp.. he was done. He was kind of disappointed he hadn't been the one to take Viosk out of the picture, he was glad the annoying flea was gone.

Only one thing left..... who should he pick next to impress Mezask? ... which wher was the best choice to show off with? ... He considered Bursk, simply because he was THERE..... hmmmmm. He eyed the other males ... indecisive.  

[Revel1984]

Earisa

Herosk - Attacking Bursk (no hard feelings bro)

Herosk Stats
Hit Points: 6
Strength: 5
Stamina: 5
Speed: 2
Dexterity: 2

In the end Herosk charged the nearest male, which happened to be Bursk He felt a moment of guilt, which he let the other wher feel, but all's fair in love and war right? ... He gave a warning roar and bore down on the Bronze's neck, teeth glinting, claws flashing. He didn't want to have to take him out but if it was a choice between a brown and a bronze, most females chose the bronze, he had more chance at being chosen if he was one of two browns, he really did feel bad about it though.  

[Earisa]

Bronze Bursk Stats
Hit points: 5
Strength: 6
Stamina: 4
Speed: 3
Dexterity: 2

The conniving brown was gone! Bursk just snorted down at latest knock out, he had fought hard but he was not good enough. The warning roar had him spinning around, so the other brown Viosk had been playing with was still here. Very well! Bursk roared his own battle cry and dived between his attackers claws, ramming him back.

Revel1984

Successful Defence

 

[Revel1984]

Earisa

Herosk attacking Bursk again

Herosk Stats
Hit Points: 6
Strength: 5
Stamina: 5
Speed: 2
Dexterity: 2

Herosk was rather glad at first that Bursk had defended against his attack, he felt less guilty about attacking him, claws tangled with each other he tried again to rip a chunk out of the other's neck.  

[Earisa]

Bronze Bursk Stats
Hit points: 5
Strength: 6
Stamina: 4
Speed: 3
Dexterity: 2

Bursk scolded himself for being so over confident. He had won a lot of fights this night and he had practically handed himself to Herosk for an easy attack. No! It would not end like this! The bronze rolled, throwing off the entangled Brown. NOT TODAY!

Revel1984

Successful Defense!

 

[Revel1984]

Herosk landed heavily after being thrown off Bursk.... he lay panting in the dirt for a second, before shakily getting to his feet, standing defiantly. Showing himself to Mezask... he was still here, he'd fought, he'd not given up ever.... that counted for something.... right? .... he, along with Nsk and Bursk, waited for the green's decision.  

[The_Muffin_Puppy]

Mezask's Stats
Hit points: 5
Strength: 6
Stamina: 6
Speed: 4
Dexterity: 4

From her perch a top the mountain Mezask watched her suitors as they turned on each other. Males were knocked out and chased left, right, and centre. It made her choice easier, watching as the acted on her order. Watching the attacked they chose. Disregarding those that chose to dodge and slink off, while impressed by the strength of the males that took the brunt force of hits without seeming to care.

Finally it was down to three. Three that she could work with. It was clear their ability to fight was coming to an end. After all she didn't want her mate too tired. His trials were far from over. Drawing herself up the green looked down at the trio that awaited her judgement.

Herosk. A big brown, but not huge. Muscular and broad. He had run well. Mezask had lost sight of him for a short time, but the brown had soon returned to her.She'd watched his repeated clashes with Viosk, and almost felt bad that it had been another male that had finally taken out his long time opponent. He had defended against the other time and time again. Herosk might not have followed her with grace, but certainly with determination.

Then there was Nsk, a very muscular brown. Not the fastest among her suitors, but he had managed to keep up with the pack even as the night had drawn on. This brown too had showed a strong defence against several opponents. Managing to defend himself from two bronzes during the run. He had taken out two opponents at her request. A somewhat timid blue and a brown. He had shown his prowess against the other males.

Finally there was Bursk, the only bronze left. Larger than her by far, and the muscle to go with it. One of the first to arrive, the wher had shown a will to fight from the beginning. The first to strike out against another male, Bursk hadn't needed any encouragement from Mezask to fight for his claim. Blue, Brown, Bronze; it seemed no colour was safe from Bursk's strikes. The first take down had been his, knocking out another bronze with a single strike. A blue and brown had both been taken out by his strikes, including the one that had persistently eluded Herosk. Even among all that the bronze had defended himself from the attacks of others to stand strong before her even now.

Her mind made up Mezask roared to her suitors. There was a fleeting thought of sadness for those she didn't choose. Perhaps another time, another run, they could have won. Then she turned her attention solely to Bursk a purr rumbling in her chest. Come and join her at the top Bursk. The one who fought so hard to win her. Come and claim victory.

Final Tally
Crackfang: 10 (Knocked out by Bursk)
Bursk: 40 (+5 Knocked out Crackfang, +15 round 5 roll, +5 Knocked out Viosk, +2 successful defend from Herosk, +2 successful defend from Herosk)
Scarback: 11 (+9 round 5 roll, knocked out by Nsk)
Viosk: 10 (+5 round 5 roll, knocked out by Bursk)
Terrask: 2 (Resigned)
Nsk: 31 (+2 successful hit on Scimsk, +13 round 5 roll, +5 Knocked out Scimsk, +5 Knocked out Scarback)
Herosk: 26 (+13 round 5 roll, +2 successful defend from Viosk, +2 successful defend from Viosk)
Scimsk: 20 (+8 round 5 roll, Knocked out by Nsk)  

[Earisa]

Bursk stood poised to attack Herosk if he still thought he stood a chance, teeth bared and a low growl rolling up from deep in his throat. The bronze was smeared in ichor but not a drop was his, proof of his three defeated foes and prowess to defend off two more. That Nsk from the tunnels should still be around somewhere, couldn't trust a wher that was nearly as aggressive as he not to know when he should give up. Even with his sides starting to heave from the exertion, he had fought too hard to get this far.

A purr mingled with his growl, oh what a beautiful voice she called to him with! The bronze let out one final roar, commanding the others flee before he made them. Mezask had chosen and it was he who was victorious! He had not been the fastest or most graceful, he had even almost faulted towards the end but his strength had pulled him through. Bursk had proven he was the strongest, the battle hard won.

Bursk made the climb to the ledge, pulling himself up he purred as he encircled his wonderful green prize. The fight boiled blood slowly cooled, licking Mezask lovingly. Oh how far and fast she had run! How strong and graceful she was! How delightful and alluring she was! There never was and never will be a wher like her in his eyes, and he was lucky to have her. If just for the night.