Strength Is Everything

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A young black leopard dog walked through the silent nearly destoryed forest of the southern alpas.He wore a black chocker necklace and eyepatch that had a dark yellow trim around the edges.A scar went from his left eye to his chest,as he male walked through the desoilet land,the leopard dog sighed for he longed for a challenge in this silent land.

Kenpachi's body ached at the thought of not being able to prove his strength against another canine.As he walked,the scent of rabbit that flew with the wind across his snout,flooded his scent glands and so,he soon went into a hunting crouch searching for the rabbit that now drew his attention.

The rabbit was thin,but more than a belly full for his body.Soon Kenpachi found the rabbit,sitting infront of a large rock,he pounced on the rabbit and sank his fangs into the prey's flesh,killing it instantly.The black leopard dog,then laid on the snow covered ground and began to devour the thin yet fat rabbit.

[Kana]

CARPATHIAN

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The Central Alps were a sight to be seen. The pilgrim snow's fall had been lax as of late, with spring well on its way of thawing out the grip of winter. The mountains were lower here and more spread out than in other places of the chain that spilt Honshu in half. With the shadows of the mountains protecting the finely carved slopes and valleys many places were still covered in a delicate cover of snow. The sun was weak today and the air had a shade of gray in it. The beholder of the scene walked calmly through the landscape, the color of his coat matching that of the tree trunks, but with perhaps more vigar in the shade. Amoung the shadows of tree and mountain only the faint glow of pink eyes and the wave markings under his eyes gave him away. If, perhaps, the sun had been shining stronger then the sword he carried across his broad shoulders and strong back would have caught it's rays and given away to him. The large male wolf stopped, the eyes formerly at ease narrowing slightly.

"Why is it that a single scent is always asociated with such foreboding?" The shook his head slightly as he turned to follow the smell of blood. It was in light concentration, which lead him to believe it was most likely that of a small animal or a small wound. He always wondered why everyone looked down upon both the scent and sight of it. It flowed through all and was the current of life itself. Why was such a powerful, wonderful thing so closely assumed with death and pain and suffering? Why the color red, when it simply means the liquid is full of oxygen? He had seen enough of the red to know that it was involved in the bad and good of life. From birth to death it serves you, carrying what the body needs in its flow. When a mother births her pups, she bleeds. When a pup looses a young tooth to make way for an adult one, it bleeds. When a bullet pierces fur and when fangs pierce fur, it bleeds. The brute stopped abruptly in his movements. He stopped now just because he finally found the source of blood, another male eating a rabbit, but also because the thought had not been intentional. Yes, he knew the darker side of a drop of blood. He had spilt it himself and already knew he was damned to hell for his acts of herecy against his own father. Why he had even bothered he didn't know, he had no reasoning for his actions. His old man had been the closest of any to him, had never lifted a claw against him. He hadn't wanted his weapon that bad, infact another year and his father would have passed it on anyway.

Carpathian closed his eyes, regulating his breathing before calmly reopening the pink orbs and walking forward to greet the other male, leaving his thoughts for later. "Salut. Sorry to interupt your meal, I was feeling... curious." The brute wasn't in the mood to act as if he could defend himself. His hackles were smooth, claws and muscles lax, eyes blank of anything, but the reflection in his pupils. Even the massive sword across his back, freshly cleaned in a pure running creek, held no menace as the faint lights of the sun, fighting through the dreary atmosphere, danced across the metal.

How he hated the smell of blood and the sounds of the world that the snow swallowed up.
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The black dog lifted his head for the rabbit that he was devouring.An evil smile came across his maw,how he longed to see another male or for that matter another canine wheather they were wolf,hybrid or dog.The only thing that he would not fight was a female who did not posses a fighting spirti."Its alright,what was it that you wanted to know?"Kenpachi did not want to scare this large bark wolf off without fighting him.

The leopard dog sat up letting the rest of the rabbit rest at his paws.Kenpachi flicked one ear back and forth listening to hear if this male had any company with him,in hopes that when he fought,more would come and he would enjoy another round of fighting.

Kenpachi took hold of the rabbit and continued to eat.

Now as he finished the rabbit off,his eyes rested on the male wolf.The large sword on his back,gave Kenpachi a chill of pleasure,he not fought against an enemy with that of a sword at their disposal."I hope you don't mind me asking but how strong are you and are you very well equipt with that sword on your back?"The evil smile stayed on his maw as he asked his question,hoping to get a good answer.

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A dark grey and black collie walked through the silent,snow covered forest.His dark colored pelt helped him blend into stones of dark texiture.Mido was a hateful male who used his strength to kill all who got into his way but only because he didn't like anyone all that much.

As the grey day past,Mido sniffed the air.....His eyes grew wide and an evil smile spread across his maw.....What was it that made him smile.

The smell was none other that blood,it may have been a rabbit but blood none the less.Mido followed the scent to a snow covered bush.The dark collie hid behind the bush though it would not hold much cover for the leaves had died and fallen to the ground.

Just beyond the bush was a young black dog,with a scar on his left eye and a patch on his right eye.A large brown wolf with pink eyes,Mido waited silent to see what would coverse between the two males.

[Kana]

CARPATHIAN

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The wolf honestly couldn't help but chuckle at the other's inquiry. "I know all I need to and more so." Carpathian drew closer, the large wolf paws sinking into the snow from the combined weight of he and his sword. He stopped a few feet from the other male, turning his head to grip the handle of the blade. In one smooth sweep Carpathian pulled it from his back and sunk it into the snow so that it barred the way in between the other and himself. Kenpachi's next train of words made him consider picking it back up though.

"It isn't proper to gauge your own level of skill, but I can't say I'm weak nor the strongest. With a sword, however it would be difficult to find my equal. All who learnt by my side have faded into history." Only the last part had been a lie. There were still two, Lucifer and Aros, who had learned the arts of weaponry from their birth pack. He wasn't sure who was the better between Lucifer and himself, but the other was older... his blindness had no effect on his abilities with his sword. Aros brandished a bow and arrows and he had never closely observed the wolf's fighting with one. It had been far to long since he'd fought. Every morning he went through the same old warmups consisting of a mix of Muso Jikiden Eishin-ryu and Ono-ha Itto-ryu, but it had been a long time since he'd fought against someone else. It was easier, or at least more familiar to fight an armed opponent, but if this male wished he would allow him a fight. He noted in the back of the mind that they had eyes on them, but he didn't care if they had an audience or not. "My name is Carpathian. Any rules..." The brute smirked as his jaws fit around the handle, pulling his inheirited sword from the snow without a sound. "...or are we to cut away until one of us hits the floor?" He smiled genuinely, not a trace of malice or hatred in his eyes, around the handle.

[Muso Jikiden Eishin-ryu: A style of sword fighting based around being able to draw a sword and cut in the same movement.

Ono-ha Itto-ryu: A style of sword fighting based around using a single, powerful, first attack to kill the enemy.]
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Kenpachi acted as though he was going to lay down and sleep for now he yawned,though as he get ready to lay down,he sprang to his paws and launched an attack at the large wolf who held the huge sword in his jaws.

"If you expect to wait on me to get ready to fight,you might want to save that kind of gallantry for another occasion!"the black leopard dog barked.

The leopard dog moved quickly to the side not taking any chances in getting attakced though he can indure a great deal of pain.He then pushed off the snow covered ground ready to sink his fangs and claws into the wolf's body.

Kenpachi was very skilled in fighting and new better than to wait on his opponent to attack and so he landed the first attack of many that he had seen and dealt himself.The scar on his left eye was from a battle that he was out-numbered from one to five.All the males were strong and powerful,Kenpachi fought for three days against them and won at the cost of getting a signal scar that he loved for it proved that he was strong,even if no one else knew it.

The black leopard dog only wanted to be strong and be the best and strongest of all dogs,not caring who they were unless they were females who could not fight or old males who were feible and weak.Those were his only acceptions of all canines,all others were fair game to him.If they were strong enough to hunt for themselves then they were strong enough to fight against him.

Kenpachi soon back to reality and still held tight to the wolf's body and he was determined to not let go no matter what.The black male would only let go if he was landing another blow.

[Kana]

CARPATHIAN

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If he hadn't grown up in a pack founded on fighting for survival, Carpathian would not have been able to see the surprise attack coming. Luckily he'd already drawn his blade while talking and even if it hadn't been, because of his Muse Jikiden Eishin-ryu training, it would have been easy to defend or attack. Kenpachi was lucky he'd swerved to the side or he would have been skewered through the chest by the massive sword's tip. Instead Carpathian felt fangs dig into his shoulder and claws into his back. He'd sidestepped just enough to avoid to deep a bite on such an important point for the sword-swinging wolf. The familiar position of his blade made him chuckle from his thick-furred chest.

"See that scar on my side? Wanna know how I got it?" Before the other could respond Carpathian titled his head, the sword angling in a smooth arc to come down straight across Kenpachi's back. The other male could let go and retreat in the instant before the attack landed... or he could run the risk of the metal severing his spinal cord. The blade, on its way down lined up perfectly with a pink gash on Carpathian's side. He remembered the day. While training a weak tooth had snapped in half and caused him to loose control of the sword. It swung down and burried itself in his side, just as he planned to do to Kenpachi's back should the other been brave enough not to dodge it. If he did it would be a simple job of stopping the blade a hair's width from the scar and pulling it back to begin another slash towards his opponent.

[Now this is where it gets fun! If you want we can fight and let us decide between the two of us who wins or we can have a set ammount of posts and at the end of them have a staff member judge their performance and decide who wins. After that it'd be a matter of the two talking and/or parting ways.]
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Kenpachi saw the blade,he had never ran away from a fight and wasn't going to start now,but wanting to see what the wolf would do,was something all together.The black male released the wolf.

Ken jumped at the wolf,biting onto the blade and kicking the wolf with his back paws.

Out of the corner of the leopard dog's mouth he asked,"How did you get that scar."Kenpachi then kicked the wolf in the head several more times before letting go of the blade and standing infront of Carpathian ready to fight some more.

[Your right this is where the fun begins.Kenpachi can't wait to get started.I guess we could get one of the staff members to decide who wins.]

[Kana]

CARPATHIAN

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Ha, he actually bit a sword? Carpathian chuckled to himself as he swung the blade currently captured in Kenpachi's mouth as if to sling the other off it. He knew good and well that the cold metal on fang left an icy feeling in the gums with a metallic tang similar to that of blood on the tongue. Kenpachi's kicks, for the most part, simply clawed at the thick fur covering his body. His eye twitched unintentionally at the feeling a the hind claws on the sensitive skin of his face near his eye on that side. Carpathian let the blade fall, unable to hold up Kenpachi's weight any longer, but the dog had already let go and backed up some and returned to his front. "It hurt quite a bit... and to think it was caused by a... slip of the paw."

As the words crossed his lips he slashed the blade along the snow in front of Kenpachi, tossing a wave of the white powder into the other's face. In a instant he had the blade lined up straight and thrust his entire body forward, the massive blade ringing at the sudden motion as it was thrust towards the snow-blinded Kenpachi. If it hit, good for him, if it missed Carpathian would simply swing it to which ever side the other went to block any on coming attacks. From there their dance would continue. The large wolf couldn't help but laugh when he felt the sting of blood welling up under one of his eyes, most likely from when Kenpachi had been kicking him.

[I'll pm Klomo about it.]
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Kenpachi closed his not covered eye as the snow piled up on him.Though the snow had blinded him for the time being,the sound of the racing foot steps toward him,did not seem to phase him.The black leopard dog raced toward the blade and Carpathian at full speed.The snow slowly began to move away from his eye,soon he slide on his stomach sliding under the blade and the wolf,Kenpachi thrusted his head upward,biting into Carp's stomach.

The black male was not going to give up so easily and after hearing Carpatian say,"It hurt quite a bit... and to think it was caused by a... slip of the paw."made Kenpachi shiver with delight.Perhaps the male had finally met a canine who could stand up against him and handel his attacks,or perhaps he had found a male who could defeat him.If this male could defeat Kenpachi that would only give him more reason to fight and get stronger so that one day they could fight again and see who is stronger.

[ok Kana!]

[Kana]

CARPATHIAN

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Carpathian chided himself, he'd rushed the attack and hadn't prepared for the dog to dive. The moment he felt teeth against his stomach he tossed his head violently down, swinging the blade beneath himself at such a force it slung his body clear off the ground and over. There was a swish from the blade as he did a full flip. Smiling as he caught a glance of Kenpachi below him for a moment. The wolf landed cooly on all fours before turning to face his opponent again. Close. To close. He couldn't be taking damage from such an area.

"Impressive, very. Noroc." Carpathian barely noticed the Romanian word slip past his tongue. His father's influence was always there to bear down on him. "Noroc," if he remembered correctly, meant "Good luck" in Romanian. With a pleasent sigh Carpathian tilted his head to the left before swinging it violently towards Kenpachi. Just before it left the range of his muzzle Carpathian's jaws snapped down on the pink ribbon tied at the very base of the hilt. He pulled it sharply and both he and the sword did a 360 spin, sword ringing as it spun wildly with Carpathian at the eye of the storm. Not even a brick wall would stop the hurricane of metal at such a speed. No, here's where he got serious.
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Kenpachi dodged the first attack as Carpathian tossed his head violently down, swinging the blade beneath himself at such a force it slung his body clear off the ground and over. There was a swish from the blade as he did a full flip.Kenpachi saw the wolf smile as he flipped.

The black leopard dog stood though most dogs would be serious and frowning,Kenpachi was smiling evily at this for this would have to be a great battle between two warriors and he enjoyed every mintue of it.

"Impressive, very. Noroc." Carpathian spoke.Kenpachi had never of this word "Noroc" before but at the time did not care much to get an explanation from the young sword wielding wolf.With a pleasent sigh Carpathian tilted his head to the left before swinging it violently towards Kenpachi. Just before it left the range of his muzzle Carpathian's jaws snapped down on the pink ribbon tied at the very base of the hilt. He pulled it sharply and both he and the sword did a 360 spin, sword ringing as it spun wildly with Carpathian at the eye of the storm. Not even a brick wall would stop the hurricane of metal at such a speed. No, here's where he got serious.

The black leopard dog male was caught off guard by this attack,but he would not run.As the thrusting of the blade went,Kenpachi dodged and then without knowing it pushed off the ground straight towards Carpathian.His fangs lanched onto the blade,a crimson color came from the black dog's mouth,and yet Kenpachi could not feel anything at the moment.

He released the blade and slide across the ground,snow piling up on his paws.Kenpachi spat out blood from his failed attack.The black male slowly got to his paws,his black pelt briskled,fangs bared,hackels raised and yet through all the male's hateful appearance a slight sign and pleasure shown through when he smiled.

"Alright you want to play it the hard way,well I can do that."Kenpachi thought to himself,he waited intently on the next attack.