batter-up! (c)

Ryepaw had done a lot of scrapping. A lotta lot of fighting. Not that he minded, really. It was nice, the burn of the muscles and the quicker heart-rate. He'd prefer to be sleeping, sure. But if he had to do something, it'd be this. Hunting was like torture. Took every ounce of him,--and that's a lot of ounces--, to not just sit and eat whatever he caught at the time. At least he couldn't eat a cat.

He bounced back, and with a sucking breath swung out his paw for a heavy smack to Kestrelchirp's shoulder. He was quick. Bit too quick for him. Was taking everything he had to keep an eye on him. "What, you made of rabbit?" He panted with a grin. "'Yer slippier than a stone when it rains."

Ryepaw used Smack, dealing 4 DMG and using 5 EP!

Ryepaw
20/20 HP
55/60 EP (-5)

Kestrelchirp
46/50 HP (-4)
140/140 EP