Behemoth

Ghidorah wants to explore these new lands he’s been forced into, but more importantly, he wants to sink his teeth into something. The hopeful thought that if he takes more lives he may just become a god once more resides in his tainted mind. So he ventures southeast of the mountains and finds rolling hills ripe with beautiful flowers. The perfect place to spill blood, too pretty and all that — gotta give it some pizzazz.

So he stalks forth, massive form mindlessly crushing the pretty, little flowers as he goes. The early evening moon shows itself and bounces a sickly blue light off of his blue-grey pelt.

Who will his first victim be?
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Nyra wandered from the Eye of Osiris today, though she'd plan to return soon. 

She always would.

Walking the plains, the wardog sniffed and explored casually for a time, avoiding the scent markers of Little Haven and going around.

In the flower-field, Nyra prowled through the petals with her usual predatory smoothness, muscles rippling under a thick pelt.
Seeing the stranger from whatever distance, she paused, watching him with an intense golden gaze. 

What would he do?
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Rolling 1d10 for damage. HP starts at 25 for both wolves.
G: 25 HP
N: 23 HP
Rolled a 2

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The former god moves through the pasture with confidence and ease. Only to spot another wolf not so far off. One of pale fur and the stature of a mountain, just like him. Though this wolf is eyeing him down and Ghidorah doesn’t quite like it. That familiar blood lust drives him to gaze back predatorily, mismatched eyes catching those of the strangers.

He doesn’t need surprise, he’s too far off to use the element of surprise anyhow. He merely starts off in a dead sprint towards them. They’d see him coming, it would give them time to dodge and contemplate his next move, but he doesn’t care, he just wants the thrill of battle once more.

So he’d move to snap at her legs, possibly only nicking them a tad to get her moving.
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rolled a 9! adding +1 for base paladin :')
Nyra: 23
Ghidora: 15

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The man and her lock eyes.
Her gaze equally predatory, she doesn't stand down or submit.
He is not Pack.
He is not Mother.

As Ghidora rushes for her legs, Nyra lets out a savage snarl and aims her fangs for the base of his skull, intent to shake him in her hold to do maximum damage.
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Rolled a 5
G: 15
N: 18

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Two predators lock eyes with intent to harm. They rush each other, teeth gleaming in the moon as fog surrounds them.

Ghidorah is able to nick her legs, but it does practically nothing. As expected. The stranger is able to snatch him up by the base of his skull, in the area that fluffs out into the thick fur of his neck. Another savage growl rumbles in his throat as the pain shoots up and down his spine. Her teeth sink into his mortal flesh and tear as she shakes him. He tries to shake with her to minimize damage.

Still, he would attempt an escape and attack. Turning his head and grabbing at her own neck. Repeatedly loosening and crunching down on it due to being mostly unable to shake, creating multiple puncture wounds.
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Rolled a 1 LOL
Ghidora: 14
Nyra: 18

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She connects with vicious intent, barely feeling him Nick her foreleg as she bites down and thrashes him. 
He seems to catch on however, and tries to shake with her, all the while snapping at her own neck. 

Nyra tries to stay on top and keep her grip, but only fate would tell if he was able to thrust her off before she could increase drastic force.
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Rolled a 4
G: 14
N: 14

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When Ghidorah turns to snatch up his own mouthful of skin it should be enough to dislodge her from his own body. His attack is hold more power than her own and he surges forward with hind paws digging into the dirt to snap at her face. Hoping to shred her forehead and tear her ear, but superficial wounds don’t matter much in the long scheme of things.
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Rolled a 10!
Ghidora: 4
Nyra: 14

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He surged forward with intent to grab her face. 
Nyra, unphased but royally livid, meets him head-on with a roar, aiming to lock her jaws with his own and plow the bastard over with her own momentum.
Or at least that's what she would feign to do.

At the last blip of space before impact, Nyra ducked her head instead and would aim to give Ghidora one absolute hell of a headbutt straight to the nose. 

Take that, asshole.
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Rolled a 10
G: 4
N: 4
Giving G a broken nose cause that headbutt was a 10!

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Ghidorah would try and slash but really all he gets is a headbutt back. Her skull cracks against his nose and a pop sounds between then. His nose is fucking broken. Oh, how weak the mortal body can truly be. He would tear his head back with a guttural yell that tapers off into a growl. Instantly blood pours like a fountain from his nose, spewing all over the two wolves caught in the jaws of battle. His gums bleed too, where her teeth knocked against his own and his tongue bleeds as well. Curse his forked tongue — he bit it for fuck’s sake!

He smacks his lips a few times and stumbles back from the force of the hit, almost stumbling over his own paws. Lips pulled back and mouth open so he can breath through his mouth. A devilish forked tongue licks his teeth and laps at the blood on his nose before he rushes in again. He run to the left, but juke to the right and attempt to snatch up a forearm in his deadly grasp. Hissing out quick, struggling breathes through his teeth and Nyra’s flesh due to his broken nose. If successful he would shake, hopefully cause irreparable damage that would leaving her either limping forever or at least for a month or two.
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She hits dead on the money, and a loud pop cracks off between them.
She broke his nose. Nyra grinned maliciously as he stumbled backward, nearly over his own paws.

The Wardog plants her paws firmly as he backs off briefly.
She bares her teeth and flags her tail in warning, but he's already coming back. 
Nyra lunges forward to meet him, only for the bastard to take grip on her other foreleg and shake.
Nyra collapses to the ground mid-leap and roars something even gods would fear, quickly whirling and arcing her teeth straight for Ghidora's face.

rolled a 7

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Rolled evens/odds for the final draw.
N: odds
G: evens
Roll: 38
Rolled a 6 for final hit

Feel free to have Nyra escape in your next post if ya want!

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He can’t breathe through his nose at-fucking-all, so that’s unfortunate. But what isn’t unfortunate is the fact that his recent blow puts him on top.

His teeth shred her leg and he tries even more to crunch down until he reaches bone. He shakes his body and that only angers the pale beast before him. Despite her fall and the shaking of her leg in his dangerous jaws, she still doesn’t seem to want to go down. Her teeth swiftly make their way towards his face and he crunches down on her leg even more when she connects.

Nyra slashes into his skin, tearing flesh and spewing blood into his eyes and down his face. Four canine marks run diagonally across his face, both narrowly missing his eyes. It would leave a nasty scar, deep and hairless as a reminder of their battle. He would let go then. He can’t just let her chew on his face. So he’d rear back and step a large paw onto the wounded limb, getting dirt and debris into it — hopefully it gets infected. He wouldn’t stop there, this woman would have to run away on her own terms unless she wants her life taken from her.

With that, his jaws would open wide and blood would spew all over her pretty white fur as he moves down to snatch up her neck and shake that as well. His intent is to kill, so she better find a way out before it happens.
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Nyra bites into his face deep and savage, paying little mind to him stepping on her injured leg.
Thanking her training from the life before this place, she knew to fight through the pain, to use it as fuel, but she ends up going back to the ground from the momentum of Ghidora coming back for her with wide jaws. 

​​​​​The pale Warmaiden quickly brings her hind legs into herself and kicks into the man, landing a firm and suffocating kick straight to his windpipe with enough force to send him reeling backwards. 

​​​​​​She'd have to finish this asshole off another time. 
Spitting his direction while he's down, Nyra turns tail and runs for the mountains. Not really the direction she'd planned to go, but it was somewhere at least. 

There, she'd lick her wounds and eventually make her way back to Sanatorium.
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A swift kick straight to his throat causes him to choke and stutter out a raspy hiss. He coughs and clears his throat, only able to wince. For a moment he wonders if his trachea collapsed, but the air being brought into his lungs thankfully says otherwise.

Next thing he knows when he looks up, that shewolf is hightailing it out of there. He sneers and growls low in his throat. Next time, he’d kill her.
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