The future's in your paws. Shape it well.Roleplay in a cat Clan of warriors. Based off the Warriors series by Erin Hunter. Takes place in an AU before the cats in the books existed.
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Mistyfalcon rolled in an attempt to break her grip, and she held on the best that she could without unsheathing her claws. Luckily, it seemed as though his cautiousness prevented him from being able to wrench himself out of her grasp, and as she kept her hold as she balanced herself atop of the tom again.
Murkystrike maintained Leap and Hold on Mistyfalcon, dealing 10 (+1 Night Finesse) damage and costing 15 SP. Mistyfalcon is pinned for 1 turns.
mMurkystrike kept her grip on him, and Mistyfalcon struggled beneath her. She wouldn't keep that grip for much longer, and then he'd be able to turn the tide of this little spar.
As Mistyfalcon continued to struggle under her, she relaxed her grip and slid to the side, rolling as she hit the ground and stumbling as she got back to her paws. She smiled at her mate before lashing at his shoulder with a sheathed paw, feeling the hit land soundly with a soft thump before taking a step back and dropping low in a defensive stance. Her tail twitched as she watched Mistyfalcon, trying to guess his next move.
Murkystrike used Front Paw Strike, dealing 11 (+1 Night Finesse) damage and costing 7 SP. Mistyfalcon is no longer pinned.
Murkystrike rolled off of him, and Mistyfalcon's eyes narrowed slightly as he noticed her stumble. She lashed out with a forepaw and he dropped low, aiming to pull one of her legs out from under her while returning her smile with one of his own as her paw caught his shoulder.
Mistyfalcon used Experienced Steps for -5 sp, dealing -5 damage. Murkystrike is stunned. Night Finesse active, +1 damage.
Murkystrike gasped as Mistyfalcon pulled one of her legs out from under her. Her eyes narrowed as she went with the motion, tucking her leg in close as she landed on her back a bit uncomfortably, but momentum pushed her forward and back onto her paws as she bit down on one of Mistyfalcon's hind legs, careful that her teeth did not break through his fur to pierce his skin.
Murkystrike used Random Recall, dealing no damage and costing 5 SP. Murkystrike is no longer stunned. Murkystrike then followed up with Snap, dealing 11 (+1 Night Finesse) damage and costing 7 SP.
Mistyfalcon laughed quietly as Murkystrike was caught off guard, but she recovered faster than he thought she would, fangs closing around his leg without breaking through skin. He twisted, breaking her grip on his leg and swiping at her with a front paw, though he was hardly concerned with the spar itself at this point.
Mistyfalcon used Front Paw Strike for -7 sp, dealing -11 damage. Night Finesse active, +1 damage.
Murkystrike's ear twitched as she heard her mate laugh, and she stayed low to the ground as he pulled his leg free. Taking the chance, she pushed herself forward to try to batter her hind legs against Mistyfalcon's soft belly. He would likely be sore from it, if they landed as firmly as she thought they had. As she wriggled her way out from under them, she got to her paws slower than she liked, panting as she repositioned herself defensively.
Murkystrike used Belly Rake, dealing 12 (+1 Night Finesse) damage and costing 15 SP. Belly Rake was successful.
Murkystrike's paws caught him in the belly, and Mistyfalcon allowed himself to go limp for several moments. Her paws had actually caught him with a bit more force than he'd been expecting, though he wasn't concerned in the least. Had this been an actual fight, he would've been in trouble, but right now Mistyfalcon, but this was merely sparring and Mistyfalcon hardly felt the need to be competitive against Murkystrike at the moment. If she was paying attention she might see the hint of a smirk playing at his maw. The rest of the clan was watching, no doubt they were finding some sort of entertainment at Murkystrike handing his tail to him, and Mistyfalcon... was okay with it. Might as well lean into it, at this point.
Without warning Mistyfalcon surged upwards with a flurry of blows aimed towards Murkystrike's shoulders.
Mistyfalcon used Play Dead for -5 sp, dealing -9 damage. Night Finesse active, +1 damage.
Mistyfalcon went limp, and Murkystrike watched him carefully. Had she actually hurt him? She shifted her weight on her paws as she eyed him before tentatively stepping forward. Just as she did, he suddenly surged up towards her. She recoiled as he lashed out at her shoulders, playfully hissing at him as she tested onto her hind legs and aimed her paws for his shoulders, attempting to drive him towards the ground with a final blow.
Murkystrike used Upright Lock, dealing 10 (+1 Night Finesse) damage for 20 SP.
His mate stepped forward when Mistyfalcon allowed himself to go limp, letting out a playful hiss as he surged upward. Unable to suppress a laugh, Mistyfalcon ducked as Murkystrike's paws went for his shoulders, swiping a forepaw at her as he dodged.
Mistyfalcon used Dodge and Fight for -15 sp. Counterattack (-5 damage) was successful! Night Finesse active, +1 damage.
Mistyfalcon ducked, and she laughed along with him as his forepaw hit her soundly. As he straightened, she lashed out her own paw, catching him square in the chest. Her leg went tingly with the impact, and she straightened to look at him with a grin. "Nice dodge, Misty."
Murkystrike used Front Paws Strike, dealing 11 (+1 Night Finesse) damage for 7 SP.
Murkystrike's paw caught him squarely in the chest, and Mistyfalcon groaned, flopping over onto his side. "Ow, okay! You win." Maybe, just maybe, he'd been enjoying this. Not that he'd admit to it. He rolled back to his paws, shaking out his pelt as he did so. "Good fight, Murky." He mewed, padding over to sit beside her.
Murkystrike purred, relaxing as he announced his defeat. She shook her pelt out as he did, smiling at him as he padded over to sit next to her. Tucking her head under his chin once he got settled, she responded. "You as well, Misty. You didn't go easy on me, did you?" She chuckled, looking up at him.