A Two Course Meal PRP For Fea & I]

[Fea Line]

K'nai groaned. His ears fell flat against his head. What was this constant dribble she kept spewing?! Would it ever end?! Oh sweet Spirits make it stop!! Listening to her ramble was like shoving bee's down his ears! Except real bee's in his ears would do doubt be ten thousand times more pleasant than her babbling of mommies and birdies, demi god failures, and some stupid temple.

At least she had stopped prolonging her death and finally stopped to face it. He sprung from the last tree, landing on the ground, feet and hands touching the earth like a feline. He slowly rose his torso up, feeling each bone in his spine straighten itself out. He slowly flexed his shoulders, rolling his head around on his neck. His tail flicked idly. He brushed a claw passed his nose as if wiping something away before spitting into the ground and glaring at her with his three dark red eyes.

"Enough dribble little Filth. You die now."

With that, he lunged at her, his un-retractable claws spread wide and aimed for her person.

 

[Mutilated Moogle]

"Aww, now the kitty wants to play, about time!" She mocked as she flew off the ground a bit before flying straight and fast at him, a clawed hand out to get...well, she wasn't one for aiming, if she hit she hit but she was, somewhat, aiming at his face...if she hit she wasn't sure but she wasn't about to run anymore, this fight was going to end with one of them down and/or injured and she was going to make sure it wasn't her...well, a bruise or something maybe but any serious injury she was planning on giving to him,  

[Fea Line]

K'nai didn't even have an answer for that. It seemed her thickness knew no bounds. No matter, now is where it was getting fun. And ohohoho, little birdie that couldn't fly could at least figure out how to thrust herself forward. Cute.

Prepping himself, he thrust all his might into his right hand, ready to meet hers as it flew for his face. Still darting forward, he picked up speed so that he could meet her half way. The second he could, he put his full body force, throwing himself at her and jamming his hand into hers, his claws clamping down out of pure instinct. Of course it came with a price, as he could feel the warm liquid bubble out of his hand where her claws struck his, but he wouldn't let go. Not when he had a grip on her. And if she managed to take him down with her, then at least she couldn't get free. However he aimed to not do that as he summoned all his strength to keep her from knocking him backwards. His left hand shot out like a snake, aiming to snag onto one of her wings. The first thing he aimed to do was ground her so it was a fair fight.