Mighty Challenge [open]

[Argus]

Fight me, and See who wins!!!

Argus was busy with his usual buisness in the werewolf grove: beating the crap out of every werewolf that looked at him. They were wimps, at least in his eyes. His tremendous size and strength easily trumped them, and very few of them lived. It was a lot like a gladiator pit, except that he wasnt making any money, just extreme pleasure. None of them cowered to him, such prideful, "SANE" creatures. As he gutted the latest poor creature, he walked slowly away to clean the blood from his jet-black coat.
As he walked over to a little puddle, he reverted to human form and started washing himself off. As he finished, he looked at the little amount of light that filtered through the trees. This is hilarious, they are so pathetic. Is there a single creature in Felaria that can beat me? He chuckled. He went back to wolf form, and went on a long run. With his incredible speed, It was like in a human cartoon, zipping from spot to spot. He thought of the city and how much he despised Sangsue, and Sydonnia, and Arceus, and all of those pathetic creatures. I swear, they need a strong, battle hardened, fearless warlord to lead them. Me, perhaps.
As he said this, he got an idea. If he wanted to control Felaria, then he would need to go one spot at a time. He marched into the middle of the grove, and defiantly yelled Im now in charge. Anyone who thinks they can take me, come out and challenge me. It's time we got a good leader!
Cackling madly, he waited for someone to challenge him.

[{ Sydonia]

It hurts just to wake up

Sydonia made her way through the trees that were particularly thick around this area. She was making her way to the place where only werewolves reigned. It was difficult to find, impossible for creatures other than werewolves. But for Sydonia, hell, she had been here for years. She had helped build this place, and she helped rule it, too. She pushed forward in her human form, past the tree branches and leaves that stuck in her hair. Even in her human form, she had the heightened senses that all werewolves were blessed -or cursed- with, and she could instantly smell the strong, metallic salty smell. Blood. Lots of it. The hair on the back of Syd's neck straightened. There was violence in her territory; there was bloodshed in her own land.

She started to walk a bit faster, straining her hearing to listen for anything that might be going on. She swore to herself that if it was another species invading the wolves' territories, they would be dead before they would even know she was there. Through the trees that still separated Syd from her destination, she heard a sound. A sharp, painful sound. A wolf was yelping in pain. Syd started to sprint towards the grove. Running as fast as her human legs could carry her, she felt both a furious and boiling anger, and a stab of fear running through her. None of her kin should be in danger, especially in their own space. And she firmly believed that all wolves were brothers and sisters to each other. It's how it works around here. It's how it is.

Syd emerged from the trees and brush and saw a tall figure standing in the middle of the grove, a ragged and dangerous figure. His words angered her even further than she had already been in finding out that it was a wolf that was causing this. I'm now in charge. A low growl started at the base of Syd's chest, and her mouth drew into a snarl. Anyone who thinks they can take me, come out and challenge me. The growl grew. So he thought he was hot shit, huh? Well, she would show him and put him in his place. It's time we got a good leader! The man's mad laughing after that statement drove Sydonia off of the edge. She put a stop to his vain laughter by a furious cry, a scream of defiance. She ran up and stopped about ten feet away, in front of the moron.

She was baring her teeth, and she was standing on her toes. "You dare defy me, your leader?!" she screamed at him. She would not stand for this kind of behavior. Not in her time. If he wanted power, he was going to have to pry it from her cold, dead claws. "I built this city. Unless you have something as equally important on your resumè, then I suggest you back down." Her voice was a little calmer, though it still held a terrible edge. "If not," she started, "Then you will die in vain!" She screamed the last part at him, as other wolves around began to gather. She would show him who was really boss, and bring him back down to earth.

Whenever you're wearing thin.

[Argus]

Fight me, and See who Wins!!!

Argus was in a mad mood, the battle-lust rushing through every fiber of his being. His blood shot eyes looked around at the hazy landscape, as he looked around to see who answered his call. He watched as they proudly stood their ground, but none came forward. He smiled, until he heard a defiant yell. He turned to see a thin, chocolate-brown wolf standing about ten feet away. In the haze of his madness, he tried as hard as he could to concentrate on what she was saying. You dare....leader?..........built this city.......equally important.....back down.
Well wasn't this nice. One of those stupid, pampered leaders had come and answered him. Sydonia, as he remembered it. Oh well, werewolf or not, leader or not, she was annoying him. She looked scrawny at the arms, but her legs were quite muscular. Ok, so she is fast, but nowhere near as strong as I am. he started thinking to himself. He knew if he struck her, he was doomed to execution. He needed a way to get around those useless laws protecting her. Oh well. You wimp, get lost. This is not your place anymore, you have gone soft in the city. This is were the true werewolves survive. Unless, of course, you want to end up like them. he said, gesturing toward the dead bodies. This would be fun...

[{ Sydonia]

I'm the trouble starter, punk kid instigator.

Sydonia was appalled at this man. How dare he come into her territory, and it was obviously claimed hers, and try to make it his own? This is not your place anymore, you have gone soft in the city. Syd's arms began to tremble with anger. He had gone too far. She was more of a werewolf than he. And she made this very clear. "A wolf never forgets who she is, living in the city or not. I am more a true werewolf than you, killing your own kin. You are a traitor against your own race." Her words held a terrible edge, one that pierced into the heart. Her eyes scanned over to the wolves which he had previously killed. His brothers and sisters. Her brothers and sisters. Without hesitating so much as a thousandth of a second, Syd was the giant but lanky wolf that was her true form, of the deepest chocolaty browns. A horrid growl tore through her maw.

She charged at the man, without another word, without any other formality. She would show him that she was the alpha, and that he was nothing. And if this proved to only be possible by killing him, then so be it. She wouldn't miss him. She ran forward, jaws open, and teeth shining in the little light that was in the grove.

I'm the fear addicted, danger illustrated.

[Argus]

Fight me, and See who Wins!!!

Argus was surprised at the audacity of this "Sydonia". She was obviously protective of this pathetic hole of a grove. He did not, however, expect her to attack him with the ferocity that she did. He had obviously "overstepped his boundaries" of their little talk. However, he didn't care, as she was just another obstacle in the way. Narrowly avoiding her attack, he jumped into a tree, and made himself prominent enough for her to see him. Sorry, but I dint plan on getting executed for striking a leader. If we are going to fight this out, you need to get rid of that little law for a minute so we can

Hoping this would get through to the anger crazed wolf, he jumped to the ground again. Stepping closer, closer, ever so close, he decided he was going to push her over the edge, just to reveal just how un-fit to be a leader she was. A traitor, huh? sounded like a great plan. Grabbing another werewolf, he smashed its head into the ground. I'm sorry Sydonia, does this bother you? When I get done, this will be you, Arceus, Sangsue, all of you worthless idiots. He yelled defiantly. If she wanted control of this place, she had a rival.

[{ Sydonia]

If home is where the heart is

She had almost had him. But the freaking little bird had to go run into a tree. She turned to face him, her long, thin fangs showing prominently. Sorry, but I didn't plan on getting executed for striking a leader. Syd's face fell. Is that seriously what he was worried about? What a wimp. When she spoke then, her voice was dripping with sarcasm that would make even her ruling partner feel insulted. "You're such a sucker. You really thing that those laws would get in the way of me defending my territory?" Still in wolf form, she shook her head to enunciate her words even further than they already were. "You really have forgotten what you are, haven't you?" The sarcasm was still there, but there was a cinch of a matter-of-factly tone, like she was proving to everyone watching that this wolf really was the dumbest creature in the world.

As soon as that filthy creature touched another unsuspecting wolf, as soon as his fur brushed against that of the other, Sydonia jumped forward with incredible speed. She was faster than the others. She reached the two just as the wolf's head hit the ground, and snarling, Syd bit at the black wolf's front paw quickly before he bounded away. She had gotten him. She had drawn blood from his lower leg. Syd growled menacingly at him, and turned to the wolf on the ground keeping her ears turned toward the vile wolf. She kneeled down to the wolf, still alive he was, for the wolves were strong and not easily killed. But having his head hit so hard, the wolf was fading out of consciousness. "Wake up!" Syd screamed at him, nudging the grounded wolf with her muzzle. The wolf instantly came back to life, stood up and regained his balance, and stumbled away from the scene. Without turning to the black wolf, Syd growled lowly, "You are the weakest creature I have ever had the displeasure of seeing."

Then we're all just fucked.

[Argus]

Fight Me, and see who Wins!!!

Now Argus was crazed. He was bleeding. Obviously, politics were out of the question. She had called him weak, and drawn blood. It was time to lose his sanity a little, He saw as she helped the wolf he struck to the ground, and saw an opportunity. He picked up a dead werewolf and threw it with all his might. He heard a sickening crack when it made contact with Sydonia, and it knocked her to the ground. She may be faster, but he seemed stronger. Is that all you got, you pampered freak?!? He yelled in his crazed state. He was amused at her caring attitude of these other wimps.
Roaring defiantly again, and flexed his muscles. Remembering back to past fights, he realized she might actually be a challenge. He reached down and ripped the rib out of a dead werewolf. He threw it at her with all his might once again. Spitting blood in her direction, he yelled What else you got? He thought deeply for a second, wondering if it was worth it.
So senseless, what is wrong with you? You are losing it! Remember who you are! Remember that caring little black cub so many years back, before the imprisonment!!
He snapped back to reality for a second, but was once again consumed. His hatred and anger were too much too control.

[{ Sydonia]

Gravity plays favorites.

Out of the corner of her eye, Sydonia saw something thrown at her. Just as she turned around to face it, it hit her hard. It knocked her back, her paws skidding against the dirt ground and struggling to keep their place. It may have pushed her back some, but it did not knock her off of her feet. She jumped over it gracefully now, and landed without a sound on the grove floor, facing the punk who tried to take her down. Is that all you got, you pampered freak?! She frowned as best as she could in her wolf form. Whatever. "Pampered my ass. I'd like to see you try to do my job for a day. And I don't just mean having power over the entire population in Felaria." Syd smirked. "Which, may I remind you that I have and you don't."

Syd dodged the rib from a carcass that was thrown at her by barely moving at all. She faked a yawn in sarcasm. What else you got? The large, brown and black wolfess sighed, and walked a few steps closer to the black wolf. "Come on, are we going to play games all day?" her tone sounded disappointed. "Because if that's the case, perhaps I should go back and get someone to put you in a daycare." she told him matter-of-factly. She was not going to put up with his dodging and long range attack-attempts for much longer. "It's time to get down to business." she said, "Like a real wolf would." Sydonia spat the words out at him like they were rancid pieces of meat. She then raised her head proudly -something that was rare for her to do- and waited.

I know because I saw.

[Argus]

Fight Me, and See Who Wins!!!

Argus was so angry, the air around him seethed. How did this werewolf have so much courage to stand up to him, the greatest werewolf in existence, and even go so far as to insult him and protect the victims of his violent rampage, the other weakling werewolves, as well. And some of the insults she had thrown at him! Oh, the awful words! Traitor.....Sucker..... Oh, he felt hotter than the high sun on a hot summer day! He would rend her to shreds for these insults!

But at the same time, a little voice was still in his head, telling him to assert control and stop this blood crazed madness. Also, it told him that these stinging words had some truth to them. Why was he killing the weaklings anyway? Why was he fighting his leader? Why was he so damn angry? These thoughts were almost lost among the maelstrom of anger, though they were the most persistent. However, the urge to kill was much stronger, and he was boring of taunting his enemy with ranged attacks and distractions. It was time to make this a real fight...

Damn you, time to die! He yelled in crazed fury and anger. he would avenge these insults, or die trying. He charged with all his strength and speed, claws extended to their full length. Here goes nothing...