Greatwater Lake True friends stab you in the front

@Atshen here it is! Please no death or serious/fatal injuries! I am fine with a few scar leaving wounds and bites though!

Merrigan ran through the woods until she came upon a lake, a gasp of joy escaping her maw. She had travelled for a long time, running most of the distance from the area where the humans had left her. Her mouth was dry as a desert and her belly rumbled, but still she had an endless amount of energy. Bounding forward gleefully she splashed into the water, and rolled in the cool liquid panting with happiness as her fur became soaked to the skin.


Now finished with her bathing she slowly climbed out of the Lake and drank deeply, until she could hold no more. Now to handle the consistent itching in her paws, and the need to release energy. Lifting her head to the air, she called for a challenge. A spar with a complete stranger would suit her just fine, even a couple of new battle scars would be alright by her.

Set for the 26th!

 
The lake-loaded territory welcomed the midnight pelted Silencer with open arms, enticing him to its glossy shores. He had been out patrolling the area that laid between Blackfeather Woods and Teaghlaigh as he was curious to know whether or not any of their members had been in the area. Ever since the fiasco on the borders, Atshen had been on high alert in regards to the wolves of Teaghlaigh and sought their scent whenever he was out and about. He would wander in the general direction of their territory, yet, he found himself never fully making his way over to the shore. 

His eyes scanned the territory and he approached the waters, noticing another quickly. The rank odar of the forest's enemies was not present in the air, yet, the brute did not find himself convinced that she might or might not have any connections to the pack. Holding himself warily at a distance, the world growled in her general direction whilst asserting himself strongly through his stance.

The Stink of pack stung her nose and made her glance up, vivid green eyes staring straight at him as she noted his dominant posture and the growl that left his maw. Even though they were strangers and she owed him nothing she dipped her head low and spoke politely " Hello Sir, I have not intruded have I? I simply wanted a drink, and a way to release some pent up energy." she asked and then explained herself. She knew there was a pack nearby for she had gotten fleeting whiffs on the soft breeze, but she never smelled a border beneath her paws.


She sat down in a gesture of neutrality and tilted her head to the side, eyes studying him curiously. He looked like the berzerkers in her home pack, the ones built and raised to be the strongest and most brutal of fighters. This fact made her feel more comfortable for some reason, instead of instilling fear into her heart. "Would you care for a spar?" she asked.

It seemed as though this woman was one that came with many surprises. He upheld his dominance over her as she explained herself and the reason she crossed his path. He drew forward another step closer, ceasing his growling as he took a moment to observe her as she requested something of him. 

A new light shone in his eyes as he comprehended what had been said. The Silencer perked as his tail began to sway slowly from side-to-side and without another thought, he lunged forward as if silently accepting her request.

With a yip of excitement she rolled to the side, and came up on her paws. Her eyes brightened and she grinned,her own tail swaying now as she stood beside him her shoulder near his flank. With a grunt she pushed herself off the ground with strong legs, shoulder braced as she aimed to slam into the spot where his flank  and leg began. If she succeeded she would follow through with the movement, allowing her full weight to fall into his side to hopefully knock him over or at least stumble.

The emerald-eyed woman was up for the challenge, and her excitement in regards to it only fueled the Silencer further. He could feel his drive from within, urging him to be keener and attack harder. But even with these desires, Atshen still found himself bested. She sprung out of the way and retaliated with her assault. Such actions caused the raven-haired man to stumble a few steps to the side as he felt the impact of her landing. 

Acting quickly, the male attempted to ground himself in place as he endured her weight and once he felt stable, he lunged forward in an effort grab at her leg. He would continue to pull if he were successful in this landing and the Silencer would only cease his actions one she was off of him.

Chest immediately puffing with pride she moved with him once he stumbled away, though once his jaws were around her leg she pulled back, yanking fur and skin away with the force of her efforts as her leg was quickly yanked from his grip before too much damage could be done, Blood was dripping from her limb and though it stung she found it refreshing. this was a challenge, a spar where one could inflict some damage without other getting all triggered over it.

Her attention now fully gained,she issued a small growl her green eyes flicking up toward his as she darted forward, making graceful leaps from left to right until she was close, and then she smoothly lunged to the far left, jaws parting and seeking  to take hold on his tail where once grabbed, she would yank hard enough to cause pain up his spine, and hopefully gain a much bigger reaction.  She could tell this man was different, maybe even dangerous but it did nothing but urge her to stir him further.

Unlike Atshen, the woman was quick on her feet. Upon detaching herself from Atshen's Atshen's mouth, she sprung again and diverted her warpath to and fro and all Atshen could do was to brace himself and prepare himself for her imminent attack. 

She drew herself along his side, and as she rushed, he lashed out with a massive forepaw, hoping to scathe her russet-colored side. Wheter or not he landed his hits were quickly forgotten as he felt the woman clamp onto his tail. Letting out a mighty roar, as pain throbbed up his side, Atshen lunged towards her tail, hoping to do as she did as he did not see any other possible way to attack.

As her attention was focused on grabbing his tail she had allowed her body to stray too close to his, and felt the force of his massive forepaw strike her side huffing out loudly as the air was startled from her lungs. Releasing his tail she caught the lunge for her tail and whipped her rear end around, ending up with her face and jaws snapping toward his extended neck and aiming to bite down in the flesh near the crease where his shoulder became the neck. The sharp movement caused a throb in her side, and she briefly wondered whether she had a rib injury.

It was in the midst of his tugging that a sharp pain flared in his neck and he redirected his attention quickly to the emerald-eyed woman. Growling, despite the pain that began to throb suddenly, Atshen ushered all of his might and surged himself upon her, forcing himself upon her as he shouldered into her impact.

Her teeth did in fact connect with his neck, and sunk into the flesh but as she reached the final impact he shouldered into her, his muscular form slamming into her face and causing her jaws to clack together. her nose took most of the hit, and she grunted stumbling backward as the nearly shock inducing pain shot up her muzzle and caused her eyes to water.


The pain gave her a new sense of energy, even though her nose felt like a buck with a twelve point rack had hit her full on. With a flick of her tail she growled and took several steps backward toward the water, taunting him with the low tone of her growl. If he ran forward toward her, she would roll onto her back and attempt to kick him with all four legs, to shove him into the lake.

Atshen's small victories in this battle were what drove his momentum. But even with such victories, Atshen was still dull enough to fall for her trick. He lunged forward blindly, pushing all of his power into this blow as he aimed directly for her chest.

Keeping her face blank despite the relief she felt as he ran forward, she waited until the last moment and flipped onto her back hind legs slamming outward toward the bend in his knees as her forelegs sought to push him over. She realized that if he had good reflexes he could avoid her kick, as she had timed it rather poorly and tensed her muscles to prepare to roll out of the way should she in fact miss and have him upon her.

It was in the midst of his galloping when Merrigan flopped onto her back in an attempt to kick him off of his path. Unlike previous occasions, Atshen reacted quickly to the sudden change and came to a screeching halt before the other woman. Without giving it any thought, he leaped immediately, aiming for her throat in hopes of ending this duel.

With a growl to show she was not done, not quite yet she rolled over onto her belly so that his teeth would connect with her shoulders, which they did. This was unlike the others bites which were scraped, as this time his jaws closed and teeth sank in deep. She yelped loudly but forced her paws underneath her, shoving herself up so that his head would lift with her shoulders. She thrashed wildly and then reared as much as she could, falling back in hopes to disconnect his jaws from the muscles on her shoulder blades.


panting in fast and short spurts, she realized she couldn't make it much longer and flattened herself to the groundn with her ears pinned back against her head and tail tucked below "I give. I give up." she muttered loud enough for the male to hear her.

Merrigan was quick to move, blocking Atshen's blow from inflicting severe damage to the delicate skin of her neck. Instead, his attack dug into the tender flesh of her shoulder, and he held on as satisfaction surged through his being. It was within in that sweet moment of victory that she began to squirm in his hold. At first, he held on to his best ability, but her movements began to intensify he found himself easily losing his grip. His jaw was knocked away from her as she waved her white flag of surrender and he looked down at her intently as if determining what he would do with her next. 

A moment had passed before he took a paw off of her carefully, leaving his other forepaw to linger. Without much indication, his command to her came suddenly through his gritted teeth. "Leave," the Silencer hissed, lifting his weight from his remaining paw to allow her a safe escape.

He was looking at her intently, so intently in fact that it creeped Merrigan out some and also intrigued her. As his weight lifted off of her she moved from beneath him and scampered away a few feet before turning around and levelling him with a fascinated gaze "You're impressive. Thank you for the spar sir"she said softly and with that she turned and ran away, her tail streaming out behind her.

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As he expected, she slunk away, but before slipping out of sight, she offered some parting words. He was straightening as Merrigan offered him a parting compliment. But, despite the kind words, he did not waver. Instead, his expression remained monotone and his eyes intense, looking on intently until she was out of sight. When he was sure of this, he retreated from the lake, walking a little slower in light of his new wounds.