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@Vilkas for your mercenary thingy? She'll just be heading through the territory  and out. She entered teekon through here xD

Having been on the move for quite some time since being so harshly uprooted from her homeland, Minori was all lean muscle and sleek fur. She was a capable huntress and kept herself fed, so no sign of malnourishment was present. As she grew closer to the new terrain the stench of pack borders made her halt for a moment. She didn't feel like walking the edges until she found another way in, so she stepped over and walked in. She kept her pace brisk and headed straight, trying to avoid where the scents grew stronger assuming it was their dens. She just wanted to exit as quickly as possible.
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thank you for starting this and i apologize for the wait!!!

there is a foreign scent that crosses over and into the sanctuary's claimed territory and vilkas zeroes in on it with a singular mind. he does not spend long assessing it: he notices it, bows his head to draw it in and then he is on the move his long legs carrying him after the trespasser with both swiftness and purpose. as he draws nearer his struggle begins: the internal war with himself torn between what instinct tells him to do ( attack without questions ) and what he knows he must do ( be diplomatic — as to which he narrowly avoids snorting aloud ). this internal war manifests itself in the bristle of wispy hairs at his nape and along his spine, in the fidgety way in which he shadows the inky woman — would her scent not have been so starkly different and the white mark on her eye given her away she might have been mistaken for lily at first glance. he moves with the wilderness of a living flame, seaweed green gaze locked upon her as he, for the moment, is begrudgingly content to shadow her.
he has the holy fire of the gods within him,
that leaves his body gaunt, his blood burning,
and his eyes intoxicating.
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It's okay! I think a roll for outcome would be best in this scenario. If she wins she just leaves, if she loses she runs away anyway lmao. That good?

Not unexpectedly she soon could hear the approach of another. Whoever it was was approaching quickly from behind her, causing her spinal hairs to rise ever so slightly. She paused and turned to look over her shoulder, peering at the red furred male as he appeared bristling and in a manner that looked aggressive to the samurai. His hair was raised and bristling and behavior jerky and jaunty. Then he looks her in the eye. a challenge given in her homeland. Of course all these things added up, she snarls and snaps her jaws sidestepping away from him her tail rising in her oen challenge. She glared at him and flattened her ears "Watashi o nokoshite, watashi wa watashi no jiyū no tame ni tatakau yo." she commanded, ordering him to let her go. 

can't do translate text so: "Leave me be, I'll fight for my freedom" is what she said.
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sounds good to me! i'll take odds. i didn't do a roll on this post because a) i wasn't sure if you wanted to make the roll & b) he doesn't engage her yet. :p

it does not surprise vilkas that he is drawn into her attention — he can try to shadow but he keeps a close distance and does not make any real effort to mask the fact that he's watching and following her. her audacity is laughable to the firebrand as she snaps her teeth at him, snarls and raises her tail over her back. she's trespassing on his land. well, not his he's no leader but he lives here. he's apart of the pack that claims this territory and she has the audacity to act like the shoe's on the opposite foot? her challenge is aggressive and the firebrand is confident he's well within his rights to go in for the attack he shows an unusual amount of restraint even as his muzzle wrinkles in a low, warning snarl of his own, upper lip curling back to reveal his teeth. get lost his body language commands as he snaps his teeth at her in return. if she does not heed his one and only warning then he will engage her.
he has the holy fire of the gods within him,
that leaves his body gaunt, his blood burning,
and his eyes intoxicating.
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Short tempered girl attacs. Evens= win Odds= loss. Roll: 4


She knew how ridiculous she was being to act offended while marching through a pack's territory, but she was also quite miffed. It was obvious she was trying to get out of there as quickly as possible yet this flame colored male acted as if she was here to plunder their food and steal their men away. When her request to be left alone was met by a snarl and a threat to get a move on she snapped. That was exactly what she was trying to do before he came in all high and mighty! 

Without a warning she leaped forward, jaws parted and aiming to seek hold of the sensitive flesh of his muzzle. She would deal pain and hope he submitted or ran off, she didn't want to kill or maim.
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oops. looks like vilkas drew the shorter straw, lmao. *prepares for the grumpy wound-licking that will surely ensue post thread*

the firebrand is rapidly losing his patience. it manifests itself physically in the ghosting step towards her he takes, in the rippling of his muscles as they pull taunt and hard beneath his pelage of a forge's fire. the nordling has just about had enough of her, about to cross the line between what he's been ordered and what his instincts tell him to do when she leaps at him. the raptor lets out a growl of pain as she latches onto his muzzle and her teeth splice his flesh. bitch. he wants to spit the word at her like it is poison but she's got ahold of his muzzle and he is limited to a close mouthed snarl in response. if she thinks he's going to let her get away with that: she has another thing coming to her. he jerks his muzzle upwards sharply in the hopes that it would cause her to release him ...and if she remains stubborn and persistent that it would, at the very least, send a shooting pain through her neck. he plays for keeps and if given the chance he will kill her for her aggression on the sanctuary's claimed territory orders and open border policy be damned.
he has the holy fire of the gods within him,
that leaves his body gaunt, his blood burning,
and his eyes intoxicating.
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She succeeds much to her delight and the taste of blood was almost immediate. She responds to his growl with one of her own, ears flattening back and tail rising of it's own accord. This wasn't about dominance but about getting an annoying nuisance off her back so she could get on with her day. 

As he jerked his head upright her neck cramped and she gave a short snarl, releasing and shaking out the pain. Seeing his rage she knew she couldn't simply run off without being chased and taken down so she resigned herself to the fight. Keeping the distance close she lunged again and ducked low, swinging her head upward and aiming to slam him beneath the chin and cause him to raise his head. If she succeeded she would go for a throat bite, not to kill but to squeeze and choke. She wanted this done as quickly as possible and while he was annoying he wasn't threatening enough to make her wish him true harm.
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The sound of a scuffle raises Eris' attention, and quickly she hurries to the scene.  It is not long before she is able to discern there is a packmate and there is a stranger, a trespasser wishing to deal them harm.  Her tail arcs over her back as she enters the fray, alabaster weaponry seeking the black-furred wench anywhere she could grab.  She was sure that together they could cause her to submit and if not, they could at least run her out.

— he hit me and it felt like a kiss
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each rise of her tail over her back, the raptorial firebrand takes as an attempt at dominance even if she does not mean it that way, and it is the kerosene to his fire. she is nothing on claimed land and he's further pushed into kill mode. her life means nothing to him and he is not burdened by the morals of the society he lives in. he's a warrior and if he were to end her life he would not lose sleep over it. she should have accepted that she couldn't wander through claimed lands unescorted and taken the easy out while he offered it to her. he snorts like an enraged bull and thrashes not caring if her teeth carve into the flesh of his muzzle. it is flesh and it would heal ...but his tactic of jerking her neck back works and she releases her grip upon him.

he has a few seconds to regroup and blocks her throat attack as he tucks his muzzle close to protect it and angles his body quickly with a side-step so that she makes contact with his shoulder instead. the collision smarts and a pack-mate joins the fray going after the woman. vilkas does not focus upon his pack-mate for too long; his attention never truly diverting from his fight for more than a few seconds.
he has the holy fire of the gods within him,
that leaves his body gaunt, his blood burning,
and his eyes intoxicating.
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Permission for a miss from Stray!

As her teeth sank into the male's shoulder she gripped it tightly and shook, her teeth working quick to make a gaping wound before heard the approach of another. She whirls around with the most commanding snarl and let's the female collide with her body, bumping her back. "No. Fuck away" she snaps using a poor version of the one english curse she knows. A snort of annoyance flared her nostrils before she went back after the male, rearing up onto her hind legs. Concentrating hard on balance she waited for the perfect moment and then dropped her weight, forelegs aiming to drape around the male's neck. If she succeeded in her hold, she began to bite and make small stinging wounds around the forehead and eyes so the blood would temporarily blind him and the flesh would swell upon contact. Once that was done if he halted his attacks she would cease to attack any more and run away.
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pping eris. last post from me.

for whatever reason eris, as quick as she joined the fray, falls back. vilkas does not spare her any further glances and does not have the time to try to deduce her reasoning as he is left alone ( more or less ) with the trespasser once more. the inky woman rises on her hind legs to grab ahold of him but vilkas dodges her hold. he debates making a flurry of attacks: he wants her to bleed, to bear some sort of memento of what happens when she trespasses. he aims for one last attack at her shoulder, seeking to splice her flesh with his teeth. whether his attack hits or misses doesn't matter. whether he is the winner or loser no longer matters. he grows more agitated by the moment. he simply wants her gone. "get out." he snarls at her. he gives her a moment to turn tail and run but will chase after her to ensure she does not return.

when the inky woman is gone from bracken sanctuary's claim and vilkas is confident she will not return he heads deeper into the heartland of the territory to tend to what little of his wounds he can.
he has the holy fire of the gods within him,
that leaves his body gaunt, his blood burning,
and his eyes intoxicating.
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When her attempt to grab him failed she teetered in her upward position for a few moments, staring at him expectantly before she had to drop back down again. She tensed as he lunged for her shoulder his teeth slicing open her flesh with ease. She would have retaliated if she hadn't  heard his command which she growled at  softly before turning around and bolting, not even bothering to look back even as she heard him chasing her. She ran over the borders and continued away for quite some time before she grew too exhausted to continue onward. 

Thank you for the thread! I'll archive now.
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