Fight Or Submit [Female Adults Of Erenyx]

Due to the craziness of life most recently, the females will have a challenge of their own. In order to either keep your rank/promote/demote, the females will be faced 1 vs 1 to prove their worth to the pack. Healers and Caretakers do not need to fight, but if they choose to, they have a choice of taking a different rank or becoming a Lead in their rank. But it depends on how well they perform.

Here are the rules for the fight:
- All must follow the rules in the spar/fight rules.
- All must use the form at the bottom of their post.
- Alpha Teren can intervene at any moment.
- No killing blows, unless both characters agree on such a thing.
- Each wolf has 5 days to respond. If they do not respond, then their wolf will either be disqualified or injured.
- To keep them a decent length, there will only be 3 rounds per spar.
- Winners of ranks will be announced by the very end. If anyone has issues with the ruling, take it up with me.

A call to the females has been made to meet the Alpha here and now. Once everyone posts one time, we shall begin!

May the odds be ever in your favor!

Fel was returning from a quick border check, not finding any intruders or whelps begging for acceptance into their pack. It was at this time that she heard her mighty alpha’s call. A meeting. With a brisk step in her heavy paws, she made her way to the clearing and arrived, as it would seem, first. She swung her head in a low dip of respect and greeting to him, asking no questions. The Beta understood that all would be explained regardless of inquiry, so she saw no reason in speaking so far. Finding a spot that fit her, she sat down in her usual silent manner. And there she would stay until released or commanded otherwise, her seated statuesque form resembling solid stone. No, this was not the true case; like any other wolf, her flesh was penetrable. But it was her thick layer of fur which shone like a polished sheet of rock, all the while hiding the muscular form underneath.

Ears at attention, Fel watched Teren and waited for the others. Her emotionless orbs rested respectfully on his form without meeting his gaze. What could this meeting hold? The males had a hunting test earlier… Perhaps this was the females’ turn to prove themselves? The demon sat and pondered without uttering a word whilst she waited.

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Heaven stepped from the healers den refreshed, her sleep over and now she was off to explore. That was, until she heard the Alpha's howl. The howl was for Warriors and lead females, but she was so curious and wanted to be involved with the others. Her deep brown eyes searched the area as she made her way across the camp clearing and towards the sound where the howl came from. She jumped over a rock and quickly broke into a fast run. Her ears pressed against her skull and her tail swaying between her legs for balance. As she came into view of the alpha, she saw her worst nightmare, Beta Fel. She stopped in her tracks and nearly turned tail and left. But instead she crept closer until she was standing a few feet from the beta. She bowed her head in respect to the beta and then turned to face the alpha. Her head bowed in respect to the leader she hadn't met yet. Her tail curled around her body and she sat very straight and tall. She was completely relaxed and ready for anything that was thrown her way. Her mixture of hues in her pelt looked soft and smooth from resting with the herbs in the healer's den. She smelled of freshly picked herbs and fresh spring water. In her mind, she was wanting to prove her worth to the Beta who was training her to become stronger. And if she was correct, she had taught herself and spent many hours of self training with fighting techniques and defensive moving. She had put on some muscles into her small body and she was for sure fast enough to keep up with some of them. A look of determination crossed her face and she winced slightly as she glanced towards the beta. She was looking forward to it but she was too excited. She took a deep and calm breath, letting it out slowly and calming her mind as she waited for others to join them.

Content amongst only to herself in the den, she rests her chin upon her paws and weary eyes after wishing her beloved a good morning before he took the pups for training. It was comforting having a mate whom took the initiative in assisting her with the children, as well as helping her around the den after being in labor for all three. Recovering from such an event had been difficult, but being a healer had it's advantages, and the true heart of a fighter did as well with having a high tolerance for pain in the first place. Now, being that she had entirely met her standards of full recovery, she only requested a small ability of sleeping in from time to time and that Tye be free to do with the boys as much as he wished. It was not her position to constantly be around the young brutes, after all, gender was a must with certain things, and she could only do so much along those lines, whereas her beloved had a field of endless options. But with that, he would strengthen her young to make them proud as parents some-day, to when, she knew not, but she saw just as much potential in one pup as the others.

The angel's ears flicked at the sound of the Alpha howling to the females' attention through the very trees which surrounded the clearing. The sun gleamed passed the forestry, casting shadows of their bodies within her humble dome of peace. She peered open one eye, and slowly rose her head to see more closer, only to allow her body full control of getting up to merge out of the home and into the wide open space. It had sparked her curiosity that Teren's voice only pin-pointed to the attention of the feminine ranks, rather than everyone, but she questioned little of it and soon then followed. Before pawing to the end of the clearing, she stopped and looked around as a way of stalling till she would find her 'sister' like figure amongst the wolves. When she would see her, Cliche would simply near her side and nod in a mutual greetings before walking along with her to the meeting. "What do you think it's about?" She whispered softly, her tone gentle, but firmed with great curiosity for the call.

As soon as the sign of others lay before her, and the image of their great leader became clearer, no more words were spoken amongst them. She parted her ways and granted Teren a respectful bow of the head as her gaze looked away from his before seating herself down in an empty spot. Her fur glistened like fresh honey, just as much as the ivory and dark brown swirls to her fur created an earthy, innocent touch to her pelt beneath the morning, summer's shine. She wondered if the Elite female would ever show her face after such a display of distrust towards the pack and their new leader, but Cliche quickly dismissed the thought as a way of thinking her of stooping too low. She would never wear the wolf's pelt, thus, she had no room to judge, yet still, she deserved little. Looking to the Alpha, her amber eyes stayed leveled, burning bright like flames were to a fire, an endless burning sensation of desired curiosity as to why they were summoned.

Chiara had awakened early that morning with a squabble going on between Aspen and Piper once again. Gentle scolding didn't settle her brood down so she sent them up early and out to go hunting with their father. Yawning Chiara rose, alerted that her alpha was calling all fae's to the clearing. Curious as to what it was about Chiara started that way, her face still tired from the lack of sleep. Magnus had returned a while ago and had told her how the males had been given a tasks to prove them selves. They were to fight a bear and it ended it Omen being killed. Interested if this too was a task for herself and the other faes her pace quickened. Soon she bumped into Cliche who seemed to be waiting for her. Smiling a greeting to her pack sister the pair waked together, Chiara nodding at her question. "I know not what it's about, but I hope it doesn't involve bears as the males dealt with. We lost Omen that day, no need for another death, especially when there are pups to watch. Ho's your brood doing these days?" She questioned, making light conversation as they entered the clearing. Most of the fae's were there, minus the Elite of course. Chiara wondered if she'd ever return to normal pack life, how could she though after what happened?

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Katyusha had risen early once again that day to force Aleu through another grinding day of 'torture' as the pup would call it. Although each time the pup would be reminded she would soon learn the real meaning of torture in their combat training. But Katyusha hadn't allowed this new burden of a pup to hinder her own training as well, which unfortunately allowed time for Aleu to be unsupervised. As the howl echoed through the pack the venturing pair would catch that howl echoing over the lands. Perking her ears, Katyusha froze knowing there was something off about this meeting.

Turning to her pup she would growl out softly "Go to the place I showed you and wait for me there...If I don't get you by this time tomorrow, you know what to do." she said firmly, not waiting to hear the pup's answer or argument, knowing even the pup wasn't stupid enough to disobey her now. With a loud huff of annoyance the Elite bound off, pacing herself over the distance as not to exhaust. Everywhere she went now the fae was expecting a fight, she had to, their lovely psychopath of an Alpha loathed her, a beloved title she payed for each day.

As the elite neared the clearing she would slow, ears perking and form shifting. This was the first time most of the pack would see her in quite some time. She knew many of the faes would be judging her and sizing her up immediately, and she had to make it look good. Carefully she would shake her pelt off, making sure it showed fully, then with a deep breath she would walk forward, bored scowl gazing over the others as she entered, making it appear she were simply annoyed to be pulled from her daily routine. Proudly the fae would show off the fresh pair of scars across her cheek, proudly acquired from their beloved Alpha himself.

Carefully the fae would make her way off to the right side of the clearing ensuring all who looked her way would see the scar, and without even the slightest of acknowledgement to any of the wolves sitting before her she would take a seat at the rear, not even putting forth the effort to move to the front of the crowd. Without a word she would turn her gaze to the alpha, waiting for whatever idiotic way to taunt the pack he had come up with now. But of course she wouldn't show it, she had promised to behave after all, to play along with his little song, and that promise wouldn't be broken, so without a word or single show of emotion she would sit and wait.

With the attack of the cougar behind them, Naomi was able to get away with little wounds. She had met a male for the first time, who had not only saved her life, but berated her for her foolish actions. He was her knight and yet, her devil. From that evening on, Naomi thought of the Warrior, wondering if their paths would cross again. She did not, however, know if she cared for him. The thought of it all was kind of strange. She had never liked a male before, too busy with bettering herself to even bother with mating. So in the early hours of the morning, she thought of Raymond. She tried to think of everything that had happened, being grateful for what he had done. She rolled in her sleep, keeping her eyes closed. But as she heard the call from her Alpha, she arose from her slumber. Silent paws carried her to the outside world and her eyes looked both left and right. Other females had been traveling from the pack circle, heading for the thick forest. Naomi lurched in the shadows, making her way after them. When they gathered in the center, she sat towards the other females, minding her own business as they mingled and spoke secretly to one another. She did not have the time to mingle with females. She surmised they had been conversing about their annoying young. With time the pups had grown and started to ease up on the whimpering and whining. She hated that most of all. How could she ever be a mother if the mere sounds of pups irritated her? She pushed the thought away and looked to her Alpha respectfully. She lowered her eyes to his paws and waited for his commands. He was the only male in sight, the only male in this little gathering and she knew something was up. The males had been forced to face a massive creature, a bear with the ability to kill as it had proven so by taking the life of Omen. What would they be doing today?

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The dark knight awoke to the sounds of the Alpha. Ears perked forward as she lazily yawned, stretching from her slumber with the shaking of her pelt. Pandora stood there for a moment and listened to the world around her, others had begun their way towards the sound but still she stood there absent from reality. What reason did she have to go honestly, Pandora was just socially akward, and barely knew anyone within the pack. And, despite her failed attempts to socialize, she just managed to isolate herself even more. Yet, what if this was the way of the world giving her a second chance. Pandora slightly swayed her tail ad she looked attentive and alert. Then made her way to the Alpha she had briefly met before The journey was short for her and although she arrived, she hung back in the shadows for a moment. Something was right, there were only females.

Pandora stayed silent as she emerged from the fir, her body firm and strong but sulking low in respect for the Alpha. Unsure of what ranks each female held, Pandora took her place to the left of Teren, but far enough from him so that those above here wouldnt feel threatened by her choice of seating. This was all strange for her but she knew in her bones something was about to happen. The electric atmospher had her blood pumping as she began to studt each female, each a worthy opponent, and each a possible victim. Until she saw Fel, the female stoof there proudly and worthy of a name in Eneryx. Pandora grinned as she laid eyes on the twin she felt inclined to know, but had failed once before. Pandora felt the life of an executioner was different than the ranks and terms used here in Eneryx, for Pandora she was born a killer and would die one. No matter what. The females blood boiled as she continuef to stare each wolf down, what did her brilliant Alpha planned. Was this to be anything like the males quest, would anothet die much like Omen. The dark knight writhed a cunning smiled, crooked and evil. Then as she fell expressionless, Pandora awaited the charming news.

Pads hiking above twigs, fallen from the towering heights of the trees above and over a endless mixture of leaves, grass and dirt, the hunter ventured farther into the area. Rays from the yellow, sun barely made their way through the forest like a force surrounded the wooden stems barricading the light from shining inside. In this state, her figure danced and weaved around the foliage like a shadow, the darkness hiding herself and with the brown coat the female possessed, it blended naturally with the soiled environment. Braelyn, journeying carelessly and clueless in whatever direction her legs propelled her towards, felt out of place. She was in a pack, a real one and not in some small band of a group made up entirely with family. These wolves where strangers, some friends while others probably haven't even met each other with how big the territory seemed to be: the fae had been walking for what felt like hours and to no avail, she was still in a forest circled.

Being a rogue was different, most areas where open plains. Sure there where some woodlands here and there but Braelyn never roamed any for this long, though she wouldn't complain. Crowds were never comfortable, and solitude always was welcoming so this was definitely going to be a change for her. Content on just getting use to the new habitat the female exposed herself to when first stepping near that border, the plans soon shifted as a long, calling echo made its way through the zone. Auds lifting themselves up effortlessly, shifting around to catch the sound as it moved, Braelyn stopped her motion. The howl came from a male, no one she knew obviously but from the way it was directed somewhat to her and the other adult females in a demanding vibration, the fae could only guess it was the alpha. It hadn't been even a day since Braelyn was found by Chiara at the border and now the first meeting she was to attend was today. "Great.." the hunter huffed, not in any particular mood.

Pushing off of her pads, the female started into a jog, slow enough since she didn't exactly know where to go and had to follow the call from the best of her abilities. Descending into a leisurely step when the forest began to fade and a more rocky, plain area came to sight, Braelyn made her way across. Green eyes finding a few wolves already settled and waiting for more to arrive she presumed, the fae just ambled into the back, not wanting to draw attention to herself or cause any scene. She would be lucky if none became even aware of her presence. Dropping her haunches down into the terrain, Braelyn relaxed, curling her fluffy tail around her paws as the female scanned the others with vigilant orbs. There were three ebony females, only one she was able to recognize being the Guardian seated next to a small, mixed wolf. The one with blue eyes sat proud, higher than the others and just from the stance the stranger took, it was obvious she was one of the higher ranked wolves.

Observing the rest that was captured in her sight, Braelyn just looked at the features, examined faces if she could see them or fur patterns so she knew what they looked like if she was to ever run into one after this. A figure catching her gaze, the hunter turned her neck to see a large, dark colored male in the front, the females all appearing to crowd around him. So, he's the alpha. Surveying him for a second before turning to the others. Besides the grey hair, he didn't look intimidating, none of these wolves did. Braelyn wasn't thinking of herself better than them, she just wasn't afraid, she wouldn't be even if they were snapping in her face snarling. Some where large yes, others even demon looking, but looks didn't mean anything, not even the attitude which was sure to be worse as the wolf count increased. Awaiting for the alpha to speak his mind and inform the crowd why he called all of them forth, Braelyn just found herself in her thoughts.

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After Gemini was accepted she headed around the territory to explore. Since she was a hunter she had to know the best and easiest places to go. The pure black female caught scent of a rabbit and soon took notice to her hunger. The taste of blood was what she was looking for, so she followed the scent. She knew one rabbit wouldn't fill her, but this was still her first day. As she tracked the helpless animal she felt like she was being watched. She fought the urge to jump at the nothingness around her, and once she saw the rabbit she went to pounce. But a howl filled the air, it was a meeting. She gave a low grumble, angry that she didn't get her food but turned reluctantly to the direction of the howl. This howl was strong and obviously the alpha, it didn't take long for Gemini get to the place the meeting took place at. An eerie feeling crept over her when she noticed just females. The alpha stood tall above the rest, with Fel nearby him. She looked around the other wolves and scanned each one. All of them must try harder to please the alpha, but Gemini would try harder than any of them. She wanted badly to have someone to loyally follow under just like her father. But she just continued scanning the wolves around her.

Some were strong, while some looked weaker then the rest. She didn't know what this meeting was about but she was thinking of what would happen if she had to fight different females. She continued walking forward until she was in the middle of the crowd. Her yellow orbs peered around the group once more as she felt an anger rise inside. Not to anyone specifically, but at herself. She hadn't ate anything but a piece of grass. The thirst for blood was growing more as she thought of food. She stayed seated though, she would be able to taste blood anytime soon. This alpha seemed to still be waiting to speak, Gemini stayed silent. Not daring to speak up though, it could mean death. She would wait for the alpha to speak, and as she waited she went over her battle strategies and looked for weakness among the rest of these wolves. Surely she would end up fighting them in the future. She huffed bored, but looked up to the alpha once he started speaking.

- Waiting on Ariste and Tundra -

For the others, we shall get this started. The following threads will be for two wolves and two wolves alone. Nobody other than the players and Alpha Teren may reply.

- Healers Fight
- Equal Rankings Battling It Out
- Who Is Better? Hunter Or Warrior?
- Who Will Come Out On Top?

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Ariste trekked along the packlands, her paws carrying the dark female forward on her explorations. Having woken up to the sounds of early birds chirping their morning song, she much preferred to wander the lands, spend the day travelling as opposed to needlessly resting in her den. She wished to be able to know the territory forwards and backwards, be able to walk through them with her eyes closed, but the last Erenyx owned were far more extensive since when she had first joined. Glancing up at the sky, she squinted angrily at the sun peeking through the trees, speeding up from a trot to a lope. Legs propelling her forward through the foliage and obstacles, she ran until the trees that surrounded her slowly turned into the rocky clearing of the Moor. Lowering her head, she sniffed the ground, before lobes flinched, ears swivelling around at the sound of a strong howl. Lazily raising her head, her golden orbs turned towards the direction of the howl, standing perfectly still for a moment. "What does Teren want, now?" She muttered quietly, sucking in a breath before straightening, ebony paws gliding over the ground.

Heading towards the source of the sound, as she neared she saw a crowd of females, some she recognized, others she didn't. 'Teren and his harem,' She mused, small smirk quirking the corner of her mouth upwards in a wry smile. 'What does he want?' She thought warily, but advanced nevertheless. Tail swaying between her hind legs, she stayed on the edges of the crowd, separating herself from the others. Holding herself tense and alert, her gaze wasn't completely held by the dominant brute, as her ears, straying to assess her surroundings from time to time. Otherwise focusing on him, she lowered herself into a sitting position, tail wrapping around her ankles to rest on her paws, though she remained ready to spring, all at once trying to keep track of the other females, take note of her surroundings, and listen to the Alpha as she waited for him to speak. Reflective golden pools glancing back to Teren, she spotted no-one in the crowd she knew. Were there truly that few females in Erenyx? No surprise, really, but she would have thought there would be more from Steele's rule that Teren hadn't kicked out. With another peer, she narrowed her eyes. Was she the only one there since before Steele's era of reign? Sizing them up quickly, some she knew were strong, how strong she knew not. She fully twisted to look at Teren, tail-tip tapping on her paws slightly in impatience.

The being had been a creature of silence and disappearance for the past while- only ever coming in contact with her pack mates briefly to carry out the duties that were expected of her if she was to live within Erenyx's borders. However the call of her alpha had forced the ghostly being to emerge once again and she was currently padding across the lush grass, grunting with annoyance as it tickled her pads. Hazel orbs- empty and cold, would flick cautiously from side to side. Always watching. Always alert. Who knew when she'd need to be ready to get away or towards something in a matter or seconds. Flicking her ears- the far would continue on silently, seeming to almost drift across the grass rather then touching it. Of course that was not true- she just seemed to have a particular type of slink that seemed so silent and ghostlike that it could give one the impression that she was in fact drifting across the long blades of grass. The distance she was having to travel to reach the source of the howl was definitely not short- the warrior had been spending the past few days at the edge of the territory alone, it had been as close to perfect as one could get in the middle of Hell.

She smiled to herself- an unique look on her face however it was a smile void of all emotion. In fact it appeared almost bitterly sweet. A noise would instantly catch in her perked ears causing the being to freeze- not so much as a muscle twitching as her gaze slowly moved towards the source of the sound. A rabbit sat almost beneath a young shrub- the creature plump and well fed due to the current season. A small pink tongue would run across pearly white fangs- would be a shame to waste food she supposed. Quickly making sure that she was upwind so that it would not catch her scent she would then fall effortlessly into the crouch of a hunter. Hazel eyes glittering mercilessly as she slipped forward silently- the rabbit before her continuing to nibble away, completely unaware of its coming death. With practiced ease, the wolf leapt forward when the distance had been closed as much as it could without giving away her presence and jaws would lock themselves around the prey's neck as it made a few feeble attempts to get away before going limp as a satisfying crunch reached the fae's ears. Her mouth would open and allow the small furred creature to fall to the ground- blood had splattered her chest fur and was still dripping from her chin. Smiling to herself she would lick the crimson substance from her fangs before bending down and retrieving her prey. She would probably be on the late side due to the distance she was traveling to reach her destination- supposed she could offer the prey to the black pelted brute that was their current alpha if he wanted it. The rabbit wasn't a bad catch anyway, it was actually a very healthy tasty looking piece of meat yet practice made it easy to restrain herself as she continued on- gripping her prize tightly in her strong jaws.

Eventually the scent of the pack's other faes along with the alpha male reached her nostrils and she would enter the clearing where they were all gathered, noiselessly- merely flicking her ears, dipping her head respectfully to the dark male and dropping the rabbit soundlessly at his paws before retreating into the shadows where she fell into a crouch, eyes seeming to glow from the darkness as she observed the male- not bothering to glance at the others gathered. She had the feeling there would be plenty of time to do so soon enough.

[Apologies for the late reply.]

The winners are:

Guardian Chiara
Hunter Braelyn
Healer Cliche
Warrior Naomi
Warrior Ariste

The wolf selected to compete against Beta Fel will be:

WARRIOR ARISTE

All wounds Ariste has taken from her last fight have been "magically healed" and cannot be used against her to make it a fair fight. The thread for this battle shall be posted, but stick around ladies, as after their match, new ranks shall be assigned!

As the fights started to cease, Teren looked to all the females. He still considered them all to be weaklings. Some had been more weak than others. Others held their injuries with pride, which he found to be strange. Females were known for being complainants and irritating. He knew, deep down, that any of his males could defeat them. The thought of having males and females spar one another brought a smile to his features. So much blood would be shed and maybe it would be a chance to get rid of the filth in his pack? If any looked to the smiling Alpha, they may think him smiling for being proud. But it was the exact opposite. He was not proud of them, not a single one. To be honest, he probably hated most of them, if not all. He stood tall as he looked over them all. "Alright. Now that that is over with, it's time to give out new ranks. Some of you will not like what is given to you, and if you really have a problem with it, feel free to tell me. I would be more than happy to assist you." His tone was harsh and deep. His smile was gone, only a blank stare laid in its wake. "I guess we shall start at the bottom then. Healer Heaven, you are still a Healer and perhaps you should stick to that. Healer Cliche, you are now Lead Healer. Your tactics are crazed and I really would like to see how you fix yourself. It would be of great interest for me. Warrior Pandora, you shall still be a Warrior. Warrior Tundra, you too shall be a Warrior. Hunter Gemini, you will still be a Hunter. Warrior Naomi, you shall be Lead Warrior. Hunter Braelyn, you shall be Lead Hunter. Warrior Ariste, please step forward and face the rest of the pack before me." He waited for her to take her place and stand before the others. In his mind, he had outshined the rest. "I want you all to look at Warrior Ariste. Yes, she is wounded and battered up, but she has been put through so much more than the rest of you. I forced her to fight two times, once she won and the other she did not. For her hard work and dedication in the fight, Warrior Ariste will now be known as Delta Ariste. Again, if there are any complaints... bring them to me. You may be with the rest of your pack, Ariste." He looked through the crowd and looked to the last three wolves he had not called. Chiara, Fel, and Katyusha. "Katyusha." He spoke as he stared directly at her. "You are to be demoted to the rank of Warrior." He turned his eyes to Chiara. "You shall keep your rank of Guardian." Last, he looked to Fel. His voice was cold and his eyes stared directly at her. "You are to be demoted to the rank of Elite." He turned his eyes from her, and looked back to the others. "I suggest you all go get aid from the healers, except for you Warrior Katyusha. You know you are not allowed to seek aid from them and if you do and they help you.... I shall kill the both of you. Dismissed." Alpha Teren moved from the gathering and headed back to the pack. He would wait for the chaos, welcoming it greatly with an evil grin as he made his way back to his den.

All wolves, please change your names respectively.

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