Task, Maui comes for the snow hare

A brute of odd coloration stepped lightly onto the frozen lake. Winter was almost over, and the lake had some spots that were less frozen than others, however this didn't change the freezing temperatures of the water. Carefully, he crossed the lake, a few chunks of ice comiong off here and there as he did so. Once he crossed to the other side, he exhaled his triumph.

The brute then snuffled about in the snow for a rabbit, searching.

(AT LAST! Someone for Ra'an to post with! i understand that your wolf just came, but please add some meat to your posts And Thank you for doing a proper task post! It makes me mad when wolves enter, do their task, and leave in the same post! Congrats You have won my approval!)

Ra'an come into sight of the multi-colored brute, wondering where the scent came from. She continued walking, her gait puppy-like and clumsy. She was not a quiet wolfess in the least. She walked directly up to the brute, sniffed his fur, and exclaimed You're the smell!

She gave him an adorable puppy-grin and then backed away from him. She sat down a few steps a away and looked at him. He was a plenthora of colors, golds, blacks, and browns somhow finding thier way into his pelt. She stopped staring and looked at him. You're very interesting, she declared.

Her manners were rather primative like her movement. Hanging out with Johan and his buddies had taken their toll on the social development of Ra'an. She was not as crude or loud as Johan, but she was stunted in a fashion that would be hard to reverse.

I'm Ra'an! Who are you? What are you looking for? Do you want to join my pack too? She asked, her curiosity apparent. It appeared that he had actually crossed the lake, but a good bit down the beach from where she had previously inhabited. She wanted to cross, but she wanted to wait for one of the others to come along. She didn't want to be cornered by a cougar or some wolf-eating creature. She was not a great swimmer, and the ice was, well, water.

Did you come from over the ice? I really want to go over there! It looks interesting over there! Her enthusiasm was quite apparent. She likd to meet new wolves, and he seemed harmless in her oppionion. She had never been threatened by any but Kazuo, and she had defeated her. Ra'an gave him a happy grin and wagged her fluffy tail eagerly. The others could come if they wanted, but she would return to them if her leaft her alone.

Maui found a plump rabbit hidden in the undergrowth and for a moment, predator and prey locked eyes. The rabbit darted forwards in a rush of fear, but Maui was one step ahead and snapped his jaws shut to end the white creature’s life. His auds perked up as he heard another wolf and turned to see a puppy-like fae trotting towards him. As she strode up to him, she sniffed his fur and he leaned back from her. “Uh.” He said through a mouthful of rabbit fuzz. This fae was obviously naďve to the fact that there was a rival pack across the way from her. She grinned at him and then backed away, much to his pleasure.

”You’re very interesting.”

“Um, thanks.” He snorted and then flapped his tassle a moment. He was then bombarded by a surfeit of questions. “I am Maui and I have found what I am looking for, this here rabbit.” He nudged it with his paw as he had now dropped it at his feet. “I knew not that a pack was here in fact, and have already chosen a pack.” He felt no necessity to go into further detail on the pack or leader.

“I did come across the ice, and had actually better get back before it melts and I must swim.” He bobbed his head in slight boredom. Was this the Alphess of these lands? Surely not. He scanned his orbs over her happy figure and shook his head with a slight smile evident. He would leave as soon as she had replied to him.

(OCC: Much better post length, thanks!)

Ra'an gave a grave look to the brute before answering. Why, you've stolen one of my rabits. Are you on a task, because it is about to become a bit difficult for you, I am afraid. I do not like stealing. She gave a menacing growl, quite threatening for such a sweet looking wolfess. She was two years old, yet she looked like a yearling. Things were about to change for the brute though.

Ra'an was not one to let things go by, just like her other three siblings. She gave a hard glare to the wolf before sideling over between him and the ice. He would have to pass her somehow, even if through water, and she was a fast swimmer, if not a swift runner. She gave him a menacing look. Are we afraid to take a dive and swim across? She said, kicking out behind her and pushing the nearest piece of ice out of reach.

She stood there and then smiled. Now, lets talk shall we? To whom have you sworn your allegiance? What pack is it, and who leads it? Tell me now, before I send you adrift in the thawing lake. It may be thawing, but it is still pretty damn cold. She laughed.

Her once puppy-like demenaor had grown within a few seconds. She stood like an intimidating Alphess should, with her back straight, her head high, and her eyes shining within their sockets. Her fluffy pelt blew in the frigid wind that assailed them from the north, the mountains. She smiled. Ah yes, it feels good to be bad she thought, giving the brute a cold glance before sitting oddly in a position that she could leap up from at any moment and spring into any direction. She awaited his response.

Maui raised his brows as she growled to him. “As a matter of fact I am, dear Alphess. I’m not letting you stop me either.” He braced himself, spreading his forelegs out a bit and lowering his head. He glared at her and let a hostile rumble of his own come from within. He watched as the ice she kicked at floated away like a feather in swift breeze. He glared at her. “I am not.”

He listened to her orders and narrowed his orbs. He chuckled before answering. “I have a feeling that I will be going ‘adrift’ even if I answer. I figured that it was cold, if there was ice on it that is.” He surveyed her position, snorting that she could launch herself at him in any way he turned. Except…he got a hold on the white rabbit and leaned back and his orbs darted to the left of Ra’an, bending his knees as if he were to jump in that direction. He lurched forwards, but then shimmied backwards with many hasty steps. This put him further away from the lake, yet also further away from Ra’an. He glowered as he moved sure-footedly. If the motions made duped the Alphess, as he wanted them to, she would leap or lunge or something of the matter in the direction that he should have launched towards. This would give him a better chance of shooting by. But would she be fooled? He considered this, but the moves were played out so convincingly that he would have even at least began to launch towards the wolf that had done so.

“Of course there is no disrespect meant.” He snarled through the rabbit’s white and red fur. “But you aren’t going to stop me from getting to where I am going to go. I am to be under the rule of a fae named Kazuo. Now be so kind as to, move!”

Ra'an let loose an unearthly growl when Maui spoke of her ability to stop him. She was capable, for she had defeated Kazuo once and felt it in her ability to do it once again. She was a feirce fighter when the need be, and she didn't think that this occasion required a fight, but her restless mind egged her on, her skills untested for some time.

Ra'an gave him the most daunting expression when he smart-elecly back-talked to her, proclaiming that he did indeed know the water was cold. No shit, dumbass she thought, her muscles tense and prepared, but her mindset still quaverring.

Ra'an wacthed his evey move after that, her trained mind, trainined by the dirtiest fighter abroad, keen to his evey intention. She noted the direction his eyes focused upon, but steadied her body. She had waited along time to do some fighting, and she was not goning to blow it with a weak mind and over reactions.

Ra'an tensed as he leapt forward, readingn herself to launch forward and meet his attack, but halted the manuver when he too back ed up. She resumed her nuetral position, ready for him to move again. He had just put himself further away from both herself and the lake. If he were to break she could easily cath him before he reached the shoreline.

Ra'an snarled at his last words. He thought he could make his way back with her impeding the way. Huh she thought, he thinks he can get away unscathed enough to cross the ice. She gave a menacingly hearty bark of laughter. You think you can get away so eas-ily, but in fact you are quite mistaken. You serve under KAzuo, and because of that I shall not let you pass, especially with the blood of my prey running down your maw.

Ra'an siddled over facing him directly now. Wherever he went, whatever he did she could counter-act it. She growled once again to him. I challenge you, for you have stolen my food, treaspassed upon my lands, and you have smart-mouthed me, fool. I am here to take you on...

Ra'an flattened her ears, her expression quite perilous to those who took a peek at her eyes. For a fire raged within them so strongly that her fur seemed to flicker with fire, though it was the icy wind that caused this effect. She was prepared to take him on.

(OCC: I will make the fight appy, if thats ok. It can be a brawl. Nothing too serious, just a scuffle! *hyper-scuttles* This is actually my first fight!)

Fight Mod:

Okay! I want a dirty, nasty, backstabing fight, full of tricks! You all have it clear, begin when you want ^.^ Remember each wolf gets one attack in before the initial attack, and will not be counted in the judging of the fight.

Current Posting order is

Ra'an: 0/10
Maui: 0/10

The multi-colored brute was just a little bit stunned as the young Alphess before him let loose a sound he didn't think she was capable of. During him talking, she had passed him a most daunting expression. He watched as he muscles flexed, contracted and relaxing...she was preparing for a battle. If that was what this Alphess wanted, then that was what she was going to get.

With his faked leap, she had nearly fallen for it. Too bad it didn't work. Maui thought. He felt his hackles rise and move about in the air as his lip curled into a snarl as Ra'an snarled herself. He jerked his crania at her first words. "Fine, then Lady Ra'an. But I tell you now, I will get back to Kazuo's lands. Scathed or not." He snorted and kicked the dead rabbit a little ways behind him.

Her glowered at her as she challenged him and he rose his head defiantly. "If it's a battle you want, it's a battle you get. I'll take you on as well." He growled as his pale orbs flashed menacingly. He whipped his tassle about and let his orbs wander the coastline for a moment. Nothing. Then it was go time.

Maui paced to and fro before his opponent, growling. His orbs were locked onto hers; he didn't care how defiant that was. He stopped and lowered his head, charging at Ra'an. The steady pound of his paws brought him closer to the left of her chest, but he leapt with a snarl as it seemed he was about to ram into her. He opened his jaws, looking dead at his target...inbetween Ra'an's shoulder blades. He intended to give a good bite there, and rake his claws along whever they would hit. But would he hit?

(OCC: Oooh! The adrenaline flow!)

Ra'an watched through narrowed eyes as the calico brute kicked the rabit away behind him. So he too is ready for a fight, she thought. So it was Kazuo who owned thelands across the lake. Interesting... Ra'an gave another roar-of-a-growl when Maui stated that he too would challenge her. It was time.

Maui bagan to pace, back and fro, eyeing a spot to attack. Ra'an stood, her muscles tense and ready to move. She too looked for an oportune moment to launch. But she was much too picky, and Maui caught her eyes while she studied his movements. Then he charged.

Ra'an too began to charge, her head held a bit low and her tail flipping uselessly behind her. He was leaning a nit toward her left. She angled herself to align with him, shoulder to shoulder. He leapt, clearly trying to get at the thick fur of her shoulders..

She slammed her hind legs down, forcing her to semi-skid to a halt, and reared up with the unused momentum. She, being a wolf and a quadruped, was unseasy with this upright position, but it saved her neck and left her front legs open to attack. But any push and she might topple She had foiled his attck to chew her shoulders, but his slashing claws left no little make across her chest and shoulders. over. She sank to her hocks, almost losing her balance with the force of his claws slashing through her tender flesh. He had jsust jumped after all and she had broken it.

Ra'an felt the hot liquid, her own blood, dripp down her fur. It instantly became cold with the low temperatures of the air. Her fur began to matt where the blood had trailed. She had never taken a full chest shot before, and it stung more than she thought it would. Otherwise she might not have leapt into his attack. She growled in fury.

Ra'an too raked out with her claws, after recouperating, slashing towards the center of his chest with short, rapid strokes. She produced one of those stereotypical dog-fight noises, a mangled bark combined with a strangled growl. Her slashes became eratic as her balance began to falter, but she remained in her half-sitting pose.

Ra'an snapped for his left shoulder, loosing her balance and trying to use her downward force for some damage. She was not a strong biter, and could only hope to produce a painful flesh-wound. She did intend to try her best however. She opened her maw, full of frothy, rabid saliva, and intended to snap it closed on his shoulder. But would she loose her balance first?

(OCC: Hehe a trick! You know, no one ever makes thier wolf fight up on its hind legs, but dogs do [i should know] Was this semi-desent [sp?]? Please fuss if you find anything unsatisfactory!)

Fight Mod:

AND THE FIGHT BEGINS!!!

Ra'an: 0/10
Maui: 0/10

Maui prepared as the younger fae began to charge as well. But as he leapt, she stopped and rose to meet the jump. She stopped his biting attack, but had caused more damage than he had intended with his black claws. He felt the swift movement of his paw move easily across the tender skin on her chest. The blood came from Ra’an, getting slightly on his paws. He grinned in a wryly-malicious way at the look of shocked pain on the Alphess’ face.

But they were locked on their hindlegs fighting. However, Ra’an began to claw at him rapidly. Maui winced ever so slightly as the Alphess’ claws raked across his chest. Oh how it stung! Crimson life began to ebb out of the slashes, but it wouldn’t deter him. As she scrabbled at him more frantically, she began to topple forwards. As she did so, her maw parted and it seemed that she was going for his shoulder.

He saw an opportunity and went for it. As she was lunging for his shoulder, he too thrust forwards in a fall. He went for the joint between her neck and shoulder. If that mark hit, it would cause pain everytime she moved her left leg. His mouth was open, at the ready and growl-snarling sound was coming full-blow. Even if he didn’t fully hit his target, he would hit something of Ra’an with his fangs.

However in this attack, in the thrust forwards, he was moving his shoulder more towards her maw and it was a sure hit for her. He snarled fiercely as he felt a sharp impact of her fangs on his shoulder, the puncture wounds more damaging than the force of the bite itself. Perhaps he could’ve avoided it that much if he hadn’t moved forwards. But maybe Ra’an was injured in this hit too because the blunt force of his shoulder coming at her could have jarred her to an extent.

His paws hit the ground, puncture wounds feeling rather throbbing and warm, not to mention the gooey liquid that was now running out of the wounds. Now would his thrust attack hit the target?

Ra'an's pain didn't feel so bad as the blood of her opponent, Maui, soon splattered her legs when she thrashed his chest. The scratched across her chest did sting though, but the feel of her opponent's blood was satisfyingin the most rabid of ways. She soon stopped slashing for the lack of steadyness, especially in such an unatural stance for a wolf, especially one with such a poor sense of balance like herself. She fell forward, her maw open, intending to tear into his shoulder.

This was her secong major fight, the first having been witrh her Sister. She had not killed her sister, but she was the victor. She had fought with much more vigor than this one however. That one was her first fight, and it was for a much better cause. Her sister had killed her brother, Johan, for she had just seen her drop him from her ebon jaws. She attacked the fae and defeated her, having learned quite a few moves from her deceased sibling. Her memory flash soon faded as she realized her own mistake.

Too late she realized that Maui too was falling into her. She twisted to get out of the way of his wicked fangs, but to no use. Her attempt at his shoulder did suceed, but his ploy did too. When he fell into her his shoulder almost touched her chest, brining her muzzle there as well. Her neck took the full brunt of the impact, popping some of the vertebrae but doing nothing really hampering. It did hury like mad, almost knocking her sensless. Then she felt his fangs sink into her neck.

The large ivory fangs did not dig into that tender place between neck and shoulder, but they did sink into the flesh of the side of her neck. The pain was intense. She felt her own teeth dig deeper into the skin of his shoulder, but she had no mind to enjoy the pain it caused. Instead she was busy with her own pain.

His superiior weight knocked her over, his teeth still within her neck. She felt the warm fluid of her blood flow freely from the would. If she looked over to him she could see it coat his muzzle. This is not something a fighter wants to see, you know. She felt like she had been overly foolish to fight him. The youthful endorphine rush was gone with a knowledged you idiot feeling. SHe would practise again before another fight, that was sure.

Ra'an was hallf-way on her back, her lower body on her back with her upper body trying to remain up. SHe appeared to be sitting on her hips, which she was, and it was painful for her back to be curved in such an unatural manner. She tryed to keep her torso upright and to prevent her falling backwrds. She knew that if she were to fall the flesh would rip off of her shoulder like bark from a tree. She did manage to stay upright, to an extent. She struggled, her wound tearing open and bleeding with the stress of his fangs in her skin.

Ra'an then formulated an idea and set it into action. She got her hind legs underneathe her and then lunged forward, putting her full weight into the manuver. She intentended to crash into his chest, knocking him backwards. Her front left leg was extended, ready to slash his right side while her other front leg was folded tightly to her chest. She opened her jaws, intending to bite any piece of his neck, or any other part of him that she could reach. Of course he could let go and scoot away from her, but she would at least scratch him somewhat.

Ra'an threw her full weight into the attck, and were it to fail she would retain the momentum at least and hit him pretty hard with her full mass, like a sumo wrestler. She wasn't all that big of a wolf, but strategically placed force can seem bigger than it really is. But would her plan suceed?

(OCC: If that was confusing email me and I'll fix it ASAP! Or PM me, whatever you like to do, lol)

Maui kept his hold on Ra’an’s neck savagely as she twisted, but she kept her hold on his shoulder as well. His maw was covering in her blood and he loved it. As Ra’an let go, Maui snarled and shook his head to and fro, hoping to cause more damage to the wound in which was already fleshy. He let go as she began much movement, disturbing the grip he had on her neck. He released his grip and skirted backwards and turned to the right, but was slapped across his face by Ra’an’s paw and then felt the force of her entire body and the impact of her skill on his chest. Her jaws were open but Maui continued moving backwards and evaded them. He took the moment to shake and then lowered himself to the ground.

“Had enough M’lady?” He snarled and then darted around the left side of and stopped. He paused a moment and looked up and down the shoreline, but turned his attention back to the Alphess and the fight at paw. With a growl he sprinted ahead and lowered his crania to her side. His paws were going in a steady motion on the ground. Thump, thump, thump, thump a steady pounding. His intention? To head-butt her left side powerfully with the full momentum of his run by his thick crania.

Ra'an kept her focus straighter than an eagle in flight when Maui began to shake his head with violent, thrashing motions. She felt the skin of her right shoulder shred and tear away under the strain. Skin was simply not made to put up with such pressure. The tender nerves in her skin were almost at the point that she would writhe in pain. She keapt her pain in the back of her mind though. Finally, the bloodlust from her ancestors had set in.

Her thrust manuver worked quite beutifully in her opinion, though it had not completly worked. It had been rather risky on her part, but it held not further damages for her. Her front left paw slashed Maui across the face, though not at an angle strong enough to produce visible scrarirng once they healed. Her skull slammed into his chest, but he sped away speeedily from her hard-head. Indeed, Johan had not said that for nothing. She had knocked him out headbutting him one day playing. He liked to tell the story... or used to untill Kazuo killed him.

She stopped chasing him for the seconds, taking the time to regain her energy and to figure out her faults. Size defenetly was a major player in this fight. Her claws were useful, as well as her jaws. None of her joints were injured, only some scratched on her chest and that gaping wound o her neck that really didn't bother her now that she was accomedated to the pain.And she had many a trick up her sleeve, so she had a full arsenal. Maui too had taken these few seconds to refrsh ihmself, shaking and then lowereing to the ground. Ra'an streched, and she felt the muscled loosen even more and she knew that her flexibility would come into use.

She heard Maui taunt her. She said nothing but gave him a look of hatred and violence and all that she felt for her sibling Kazuo,but he was soon charging again in her direction. She figured him out though. He was to headbutt her, just as she had done so moments before. The fell beats of his run beat a steady pattern in her mind, like that of a twisted war drum. She could easily discern the number of the impacts before he would hit her. If only he hit her... but she was as lithe as a fish, and she pent her time with them, building up muscle tone while still looking sleek on the surface.

Her legs were quite well muscled. She was a swimmer, and swimming is a very good way to bulk up and learn some vital skills. She had chosen these lands because of the quantity of water that they offered. Now here was a chance to prove that swimming made her more agile.

She darted to the right as he approached, her slender form whisking past his mottled face with moments to spare. Her darting was not really darting, but more of a loop. She turned only enough to get out of the way, but she came back for more. She lunged for his hocks, that slender joint in the hind legs that allowed them to fold up to the body. From her low angle she was aiming for the left one with her jaws, but the right would suffice because her claws would leave no little mark upon the thin flesh. If he were lucky his tail would be in her way and it would cushion the bite upon his left hock, but it would take the full brunt of her jaws if she were to take the right. Her own tail was tucked under her belly where he could not lunge for it to stop her mid-flight.

There was no less damaging way for him to take this hit. If her were to skid to a halt she would hit him and with the full impact lying with her fangs. She would most certainly mess up one of his legs bably. If he were to keep running she would simply keep the momentum until one of his flying legs came into her raand a bite like that might sever a tendon of break the bone itself.

They were in very close proximity, so if Ra'an grabbed ahold of any part of him then he would be very able to get a chunk out of her hindquarters as well, though she is a good deal shorter than he is.

So which pain would he endure in the aftermath of an attempted headbutt?

(OCC: Tada! A strategic postage on my part! It makes me feel less stupid... Yet again, Im or whatever me if you feel something is funky with it!)

Maui began to ease up his speed and lifted his head as Ra’an whisked out of his way. He began to turn around but felt his tail move in closer to his left hind leg and teeth then settle in around it. He growled, trying to twist to reach her, hobbling around his leg in her mouth. He felt the blood begin to run down his leg and the feeling angered him. With a sharp thrust of the foot in her mouth, he pushed backwards, aiming to shove the back of her throat, choking her in a sense. He wiggled his tassle about and freed it from grip, then slapped the fae in the face with the wiry hair of it.

His auds were flat against his skull as he turned around his head and his top lip lifted up to show his row of glimmering white daggers. A deep growl emitted from his gullet. He looked around her lands a moment once again, cursing the winter. For if it was not winter and foliage happened to be around, he would slip into the shadows, attacking her from there and evading with ease. For he was good in the shadows, but even better at fighting and such. As much as he hated to admit it, his long lost sister Hazy was better in the shadows the last he knew of her.

He didn’t much like her, and Trinni hated him. He had no one, only the Moriade whom he hoped to be of. With realization, the outcome of this battle would determine if he were accepted or not. What would he do if he lost? He couldn’t get the rabbit then for sure and all he could do was go crawling back to Kazuo, saying how he had failed. He couldn’t let that happen though. With a ferocious snarl he moved his leg back again and again, trying to ram her insides it seemed. Whenever he would try to pull away, he’d do it more gently, but then going back with the same painful ferocity. Would Ra’an let him go?