<div class="floatright"><div align="center">Ursak<br/>(http://i.imgur.com/rjcv7I0.jpg)<br/><br/>Ursak's undergarments<br/>(http://i.imgur.com/IG1cz2K.jpg)<br/><br/>Pipa's outfit</div>(https://i.imgur.com/iLZ68gQ.jpg)</div><br/>Ursak looked at Pipa's hand for a heartbeat then extended her own, gripping Pipa's forearm tightly until Pipa did the same to her own.  Then shaking it once she then locked onto Pipa's wrist with a death grip and clutched Pipa's other shoulder with her free hand.  She locked gazes and looked into Pipa's eyes and said,<strong> "It is said, siukavas, that among the orcs we earn our names in battle.  But your name sounds more of your human parentage then our shared blood, and I doubt that you have earned a true orcish name.  Prove to me that you are deserving of a true name, show me the fire that burns in your veins."</strong>She then let go of Pipa and strode several feet away, stripping off the metal studded armor she wore.  Pipa stretched and watched the half orc, mulling over the orcish word she'd used.  Siukavas meant sister in the orcish tongue, but how a word was said often meant as much as it's meaning.  The way Ursak had said it would be the way one would say it to a child, or a younger sibling that needed protecting.  What exactly she meant by it was unclear.  Still Pipa couldn't help but watch as the taller more muscular half orc stripped of bit after bit of armor before even pulling the red dress she wore underneath up and over her head.  She felt a slight twinge in the core of her stomach, excitement perhaps?  But she couldn't help but eye up the vast green expanse of jade colored flesh, thick with lean muscle and just a fair amount of curves, as Ursak began to stretch and bounce, limbering up her own muscles.<br/><br/>Vania whispered from behind Pipa,<strong>"Do you want me to help you if you get into trouble Pipa?"</strong><br/><br/>Pipa shook her head.  She got the sense that this sparring match was about much more than sizing up a fellow contestant.  There was something more here, something that spoke of honor, something that spoke of their shared orcish heritage.  While Pipa had never been taught much about her bloodline, her father having preferred she live as the humans did, as he preferred to live, she couldn't deny that spark inside her.  It spoke to her at times, so she thought.  It spoke of a simple more brutal lifestyle, and while she'd learned only a little of it from books, and even then knew those to be colored by the humans and elves that had written them, she knew that they held aspects of truth.  No, she knew that this fight would not be to the death and that this was important for her to do on her own.  So she looked at her friend, the wild haired elf, then started.  Her friend?  She'd met the elf only this morning, were they already friends?  Was it so simple making friends?  She didn't know, but she thought it might be so when she saw the look of concern in Vania's eyes.  So she smiled and said,<em><strong>"No Vania, whatever you do, please I beg you to not interfere.  I will win or lose on my own merits.  But... but thank you.</strong>"</em><br/><br/>Vania nodded and then gestured with her chin towards Ursak who was stalking back towards Pipa, now clad in nothing but a leather bra and loin cloth that barely covered the woman.  Although it seemed that in the last several days Pipa had been exposed to more nude flesh face to face than she had in most of her life up to that point, there was something different about this outfit.  It was not meant to be provocative or sexual.  It was the garb of someone who was about to spar, free of weapons or armor, might against might.  It was, in a sense, very primal.  It was also, Pipa realized, slightly arousing even though it was not meant to be.<br/><br/>Ursak stopped a few paces from Pipa and nodded her head once.<strong> "No weapons then.  I am sure a temple dedicated to the god Cyril has several priests on hand for healing,"</strong>She nodded at that moment in the direction of one of the hooded figures that watched passively from the edges of the training yard,<strong> "and I am sure that they are adept at healing.  Yet I find that it would be a shame to mar such a pretty face on my first day in the temple.  Would you agree to avoid strikes to the head?  Or perhaps limit ourselves to grapples and throws only?"</strong><br/><br/>Pipa, unable to resist a little bit of bluster, as well as feeling a bit complimented by the larger woman tossed back,<em><strong> "I could agree to no face strikes.  I'd hate to have you sent to the healer with a bloody nose after all."</strong></em><br/><br/>Ursak threw back her head and let out a great long laugh, deep and full of mirth.  Pipa felt a sense of pride as she felt like the larger woman was not laughing at her, but was genuinely amused by her comment.  Ursak finsihed her laugh and locked eyes with Pipa again, nodding once,<strong>"All right then siukavas, first move is on you."</strong>She then dropped back, her hands coming up towards her chest in a defensive posture.<br/><br/>Pipa recognized the posture, it was one of the most basic defensive stances, one of the first ones almost anyone would learn.  Elbows in, protect the body, be ready for a counter strike if an opening presented itself.  It was an effective stance, but a very basic one.  Pipa suspected that the orc likely knew more effective and advanced stances, and was in fact baiting her, testing to see what she would do.  She could open with a flurry of strikes, high and low, designed to try to turn Ursak and open a potential hit to the ribs.  But likely her opponent was expecting that, by presenting a simple pose to try to draw out a more advanced one from Pipa.  So instead Pipa dropped into a similar stance, though with footing that was more aggressive.  Then a simple three jab combo, again very basic, and Pipa was not surprised as Ursak easily swatted the jabs, left right left, out of the air with almost no effort.<strong>"I saw you do better with the elf siukavas, do not hold back,"</strong>she said with a slight frown.<br/><br/>But it was that exact moment that Pipa had been waiting for, when the larger woman was not as focused on her defense.  She thrust inwards with a low three knuckle punch to the solar plexus.  It was a weak strike, with knuckles extended never intending to harm, but the extra inch granting the needed reach to tap at the woman's hard abdomen.  It caused Ursak's eyes to widen slightly as she brought her left hand down in a defensive swat, but Pipa's second strike was already following through, a solid punch at the woman's left shoulder.  Ursak danced backwards after the hit and smiled,<strong>"Yes, yes, much better."</strong>Then she came in her long arm poking with quick jabs at Pipa, who now stepped back alternatingly weaving past punches and swatting them away.  Ursak's punches were slow, but Pipa knew that the woman was testing her, and did not over extend, simply dodging or parrying the strikes as they came.  They turned and moved back and forth, trading light jabs and counters, neither really landing much as they felt each other out as opponents.<br/><br/>Then Pipa saw her moment.  As Ursak came in with another punch, Pipa reached up and grabbed the woman's wrist, turning and slamming her back into the muscular half orc.  Then with a quick bend and using the momentum of Ursak's strike, she flipped the woman over her back and beyond.  The halforc hit the ground, her fingers coming together in a triangle roll which quickly landed her several feet away back up on her feet.  Pipa could have pressed the attack in that moment when Ursak's back was to her, but held off, knowing this was a friendly sparring match.  Ursak grinned broadly,<strong>"Very good, siukavas, very very good.  But I think it is you who will be on your back at the end of this.  Come again!"</strong>She threw her right arm out wide, her left motioning for Pipa to come at her.<br/><br/>Pipa took the opportunity, dashing in a few steps and landing three rapid jabs into the woman's hard stomach before she could bring her arm back to a defensive position.  But then Pipa realized her mistake.  Ursak had allowed her to get in and strike, taking the three hits in order to have Pipa this close.  Her left arm coiled around Pipa's right even as she was trying to draw back.  Ursak's hand gripping Pipa's upper arm as she stepped into Pipa's stance.  Her ankle hooking behind Pipa's she yanked back violently at the same time as she shoved forwards. Pipa felt herself going backwards with no way to stop or break her fall.  Worse was how quickly Ursak had grabbed her other hand, raising it above her had as the two fell together.  Pipa's back hit the ground a split second before the heavier orc landed atop her, stunning her for a heartbeat as air whooshed out of her lungs.  It was a momentary weakness, and one that Ursak had expected.  She quickly gathered both of Pipa's hands and locked the wrists above her head.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">inspiration pic</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/tevHd7j.jpg)</div></div><br/><br/>Pipa bucked her hips upwards even as she drew breath, trying to throw the half orc off her.  But that too was a mistake, as Ursak slid her legs into the space between the ground and Pipa's thighs.  In a few moments of futile struggling, Pipa realized she was pinned, her legs locked by Ursak's, her body pinned beneath her weight, and her hands clasped in an iron grip.  Above her the half orc grinned down.  Pipa had a moment where she could feel the half orc's breasts pressing against her body and could swear she could feel hardness beneath the leather bra.  Was Ursak excited by this, sexually?  Then the realization hit Pipa that it was rather intimate, and she had to ask herself, was SHE also excited by this?<br/><br/><strong>"You're stronger and faster than I expected Siukavas, but I know you can do better.  Concede the point and we shall go again."</strong>She felt the woman's leather clad loins rub against her abdomen for a moment as the orc added with an even broader smile,<strong> "Or struggle for a bit longer, I quite enjoy that."</strong><br/><br/>Pipa felt a chuckle rise from her throat, unbidden, before she could even stop it, and with one or two pointless bucks of her hips nodded,<strong><em>"Your point then."</em></strong><br/><br/>Ursak nodded, but did not immediately get off.  Instead she slowly let go of Pipa's wrists, and untangled her legs.  Then sitting up, her powerful thighs astride Pipa's waist she squeezed them slightly before standing up, leaving Pipa to pant slightly.  Moving to the side of Pipa she extended a hand down to help Pipa up, again grasping forearms, not hands.  Only when Pipa was up, and had a moment to straighten the garment that she was wearing did Ursak step back again and take a defensive stance.  This one, Pipa noted, was a more advanced and potentially aggressive one, ready for a quick counter attack if needed.  Pipa knew that a larger and even a stronger opponent did not always have an advantage.  She had to rely on her training, her quicker speed, and a bit of luck.  She also had to be more wary of her opponent's willingness to take a hit.  So she circled, her hands low and near the bottom of her ribs, inviting an attack that she could take advantage of.  But Ursak did not take the bait.  Pipa knew also that it was her move to make, as the victor in the last exchange, Ursak could stand to wait.  Pipa sized up her opponent and noticed the bulges now in the woman's leather bra.  Maybe not hard nipples, but piercings.  She felt another tug in her core and focused on the fight, not willing to let herself get distracted.<br/><br/>For almost a minute the two circled each other throwing out weak and pointless jabs, testing for an opening that neither could find.  Then Pipa saw it.  Ursak's eyes went down for just a moment to Pipa's feet.  Pipa sensed the half orc was going to try for another move similar to the one she'd just tried.  So Pipa played into it, waiting for the moment she sensed was coming.  While Ursak didn't throw her arms out wide like last time, she let her guard down a little.  Pipa knew it was a baiting move however, and pretended to play into it, moving in to jab.  But when Ursak's hand went to catch Pipa's jab, her arm wasn't there.  No instead Pipa was stepping to the side and her own foot striking out catching the half orc in the the back of her knee.  Ursak stumbled forwards as her knee buckled, and Pipa was there.  A quick jab to her back, a kidney punch that could be quite painful if it had been delivered with real force, and then a follow up to the opposite shoulder, driving Ursak even further forwards.  The woman stumbled and moved with speed away from Pipa, trying to gain the ground to regain her balance and position.  But Pipa did not let up, following step after step, delivering light but stinging strikes.<br/><br/>Until suddenly Ursak wasn't trying to retreat, but with a roar threw herself backwards at Pipa.  Pipa dodged, catching the woman and throwing her to the ground.  She pressed the attack, trying to grapple the larger orc's limbs and lock her in a pin.  But Pipa's luck had run out.  Annoyed with the stinging jabs, Ursak had brought her arms up to catch Pipa's diving attack.  Using Pipa's momentum the two rolled, each grabbing and slapping at each other, trying to get a lock on a limb.  Pipa felt her garment, which hadn't been designed for this type of rough and tumble sparring twisting about her body, riding up her thighs, exposing her sex, the fabric sliding to the left, her bare breasts pressing into the hot flesh of Ursak's hard muscled flesh.  Yet she didn't let that distract her as the two rolled and tried to fight for dominance.<br/><br/>But try as she might, Pipa was not quite as strong as Ursak, and somehow, some way, Pipa found herself on her back again, pinned again.  This time the defeat was so much more humiliating.  Her dress had twisted practically about her waist and was nothing more than an impediment, doing nothing to clothe her.  More so the stronger half orc sat astride her very shoulders, her leather clad crotch literally smothering her face.  Pipa could barely breathe, and every breath was laden with the musky smell of feminine arousal.  There was no doubt that Ursak had been enjoying this.  She tried to struggle, tried to squirm, but her muscles protested too much and she could barely breathe.  Her arms were trapped above her head, locked in place by powerful thighs.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">inspiration pic</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/13r1mwN.jpg)</div></div><br/><br/>She stopped struggling and focused on breathing in the sex laden air that could get to her, unable to fully catch her breath, and feeling a sense of elation, an almost drunken high in that moment.  From above her, slightly muffled by powerful thighs she heard Ursak laugh again,<strong> "There is much fire in this one Vania.  I did not expect such a ferocious fight from a smaller opponent.  Truly the orc blood runs through her veins.  What do you think, should I let her up?"</strong>If Vania replied, Pipa couldn't hear it through the blood thundering in her ears and the thick thighs that surrounded her head.  But when Ursak spoke again it was to Pipa.  The larger orc leaned back, allowing just a bit more air to reach Pipa's smothered face as the leather clad cunny lifted off her nose and mouth slightly.  Then Pipa felt fingers stroking her moist labia, and she realized that was why Ursak was leaning back, not to give her reprieve but to fondle Pipa's aroused slit.  Ursak spoke in a husky voice,<strong>"Yes, truly you do have orc blood in your veins Pipa, for I see the battle lust effects you in much the same way."</strong>The fingers stroked up and down, caressing folds that grew more and more damp with each touch.<strong>"You have proven that you are orcish.  But you are not yet my equal.  Call me your <em>iuuk</em> and say you are my <em>kavrall</em> in this fight and we shall call the match finished."</strong><br/><br/>Pipa did not know either of those two orcish words, but at that moment she did not especially care.  Her head was spinning from the lack of air, the heady scent of the woman's arousal, and the stroking touches on her pussy, teasing more than anything else.  She wanted to agree to anything at that point, just to get a breath of much needed air, but couldn't spare the words at that moment.  So instead she nodded her head, feeling her face rubbing along the leather clad sex of the larger woman.<br/><br/>Ursak's fingers came away from Pipa's sex then and she chuckled,<strong>"I'll take that as a yes, but just to make sure, lets seal the agreement with a kiss shall we?"</strong>She lifted up ever so slightly as cool air rushed in and Pipa took as deep a breath as she could.  But Ursak's intent was not to free Pipa, not at that moment.  Instead she pulled aside her leather loin cloth slightly, exposing her own sodden sex to Pipa's mouth, half an inch away.  Pipa got a deep breath of that wonderful musky scent, could practically taste the liquid arousal that was only a hair away from her lips and nose.<strong>"One kiss is all that is required my little <em>kavrall.</em> Then we... ooooh yes, nice."</strong><br/><br/>Ursak hadn't even been able to finish her sentence before Pipa's head raised that fraction of an inch, her lips seeking the half orc's wet sex.  She kissed Ursak's pussy and even found her own tongue snaking out to run between the slick folds for a taste before the orc woman was standing up, releasing Pipa.  Then with the tangy taste on her lips and the sky open to her, Pipa was able to draw her first true lungful of air in what had seemed like far too long.  She lay there gasping and panting for breath, unconcerned with her essential nudity as her only thought was to fill her lungs as her muscles burned as if on fire.<br/><br/>Ursak collected herself and strode over to Vania, who had been watching raptly.  She nodded her head to the elf and said,<strong>"Elf Vania, I know that I promised you a sparring match, but Pipa is a far more able combatant then I had expected.  I find myself in need of a break, and also I need to go inform the priests that I have decided I will join your bunk.  Would it be all right if we sparred tomorrow instead when we were both fresh?"</strong><br/><br/>Vania nodded, her eyes still on Pipa who was still gulping air like a great green fish,<strong>"Of...of course.... yes, yes that would be fine.  But you decided to join our bunk?"</strong><br/><br/>Ursak nodded,<strong>"When they asked me who I would bunk with, I asked if there were any other orcs.  They mentioned Pipa, but I asked if I could decide after I met her.  I find her to be kindred enough to my clan as not offend me.  She is strong and I would not mind sharing the next several months with her.... or with you of course.  Had she been weak or cowardly, I would have detested the sight of her, and bunking with her would have been...unpleasant."</strong><br/><br/>Vania chuckled,<strong>"Tomorrow morning then, after breakfast, I shall look forwards to it."</strong><br/><br/>Ursak shook hands with the elf and said,<strong>"I shall see you this evening in the bunk then Elf Vania.  Go now, see to our bunkmate, I may have been to rough with her.</strong>"  She smirked as she walked to the edge of the training yard to collect her belongings.<br/><br/>Vania in the meantime went to Pipa with the bucket of water just as the quarter orc was sitting up, still trying to slow her heart rate and breathing.  She realized how askew her clothing was and tried to correct it somewhat as Vania handed her a cup of water.<strong> "She's quite impressive,"</strong>Vania commented.<strong>"I don't know if you're up for more training after that.  But I was told that we can have a servant massage our muscles in the steam room.  That might be a good way for us to cool down after all of that yes?  Maybe you can explain to me what all that orcish was about, because I have the feeling I missed something... um... important there.  What do you say?"</strong><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">loin cloth reference</div><div class="spoiler_body">Loin cloth tied like this in case you care:<br/><br/>http://i.imgur.com/Q5WrwR7.jpg</div></div>