[Observing Future]

There are whispers amongst the wilds, some say they've witnessed one of the demonic wolves- one of intense and volatile helfire, culling their own, consuming it whole. Of how it bested that hideously grotesque and cackling Hyena that tried to steal its meal! But such are only rumors. Within the den there is more that is spoken, of bloodshed, violence, and of course... A struggle.

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It is a simple statement

Our Lord seeks to deem which one of us is the strongest.

Ingolf has already shown his superiority against myself~

As has Lykon over Vollerei.

But the rest of you have not!

Thus begins the Trials of Claw and Fang.

Fight. Bleed. Struggle.

There shall be no restraint.

If I hear that claws were held back.

If I hear that teeth did not aim for the throat.

I will seek to clip and defang them myself!

Though who knows how well that'll go for me~

I will enjoy ever moment of the struggle, regardless.

For My Lord's answer, and for my amusement.

Report your victories to myself, through letter or by word.

If you cannot figure out how to write, have one of the mortals do so.

As for who is the victor?
The answer is the most simple. The one who wins the most?
Is the strongest.

Do not perform repeat challenges.

You only get one chance.

Make it count.

Oh and yes, all Wolves MUST participate.

No, the Coven will not participate. So stay yourselves.

You have only a few months to finish this.

I do not care if you are 'exhausted' from your victories.

I do not care if you are injured from your losses.

We do not get to rest.

This is not a Request from our Lord.

It is a Demand.

((Sahlizra expects Danger 0+'s in terms of the combat, you may restrain but if it finds out it will try to cause pain, DM your Results to observingfuture or through mail to Sahlizra. This is expected to be finished tomorrow, as the results are due before Monday! I will try to be available for any who seek to battle Sahlizra tomorrow before my work hours.))

[Observing Future]

The Trials of Fang and Claw conclude, some say that they heard the bloodied, chaotic mess even from afar, as wolf after wolf fought one another. Regardless of their exhausted state or the bloodied injuries that maimed their bodies. The strongest was found, and the information presented to the Lord Sage. Yet the only semblance of it ending is the dwindling cackles of the one who hosted it, fading away to rest in the night and lick its numerous injuries. Alongside the victorious howls and agonized screeches of those that won and lost fading amongst the bloodshed.