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Zheraph rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 6:15 pm
Quote: Fighting StatsAttack: 8% Defense: 8% Speed: 6% Agility: 6% Intelligence: 7% Imnir strode into the ring, ready as ever to take down any opponent that was put up against him. The moment he looked across to see who it was, however, his heart sank a bit.
They were making him fight her?
Imnir snarled, more out of frustration than anything. He shouldn't feel this way, he shouldn't care if he had to fight the mother of his pups, but he did. There was a twinge of guilt in the back of his mind at the thought of hurting her, but he knew what he had to do. After the fight, he'd have to make it known to Naomi that he had children, and that they were with Seven.
But for now, he just had to take care of business. He was in the ring already, he couldn't turn back now. As the bell sounded Imnir hesitated, if only for a moment, before charging at Seven, fangs bared and the slightest look of remorse in his eyes.
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MoonRazor rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 6:45 pm
 Quote: Seven's Fighting Stats Attack: 1% Defense: 7% Speed: 5% Agility: 6% Intelligence: 5% The more she looked at him, the more she figured Imnir was right. He had had something to do with the little furballs now sharing her stall. He looked an awful lot like one of them. Eight, she thought it was. Or maybe it was Ten. Devin had given the little buggers nicknames, but she didn't quite remember those. She had enough trouble with the numbers, as it were.
The bell rang, and in the same instance, she was set loose. Her training told her to barrel forward into her opponent's charge. Having taken the past week off, she was feeling a little... not up to par. Not to mention all the sleep she had lost the night before when she has accidentally stepped on a pup and made it wake up, screaming tearfully.
... So it was all Imnir's fault! Complete lack of mothering abilities aside, everything had been his doing, somehow or other. She didn't really know what the poor dear had had to do with it, but apparently it had been something.Quote: Point Tally Attack: 1% x 4 = 4 Defense: 7% Speed: 5% Agility: 6% Intelligence: 5%
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Zheraph rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 7:42 pm
Attack: 8% x 2 = 16 Defense: 8% x 2 = 16 Speed: 6% x ? = ? Agility: 6% x ? = ? Intelligence: 7% x ? = ?
Imnir lowered his head as they ran at each other, knowing that he had the advantage in a head-on collision. He and his massive horns could take it, and though it might be slightly rattling for him it would be much worse for her if she was hit full on by his attack.
His mind was now focused on the fight, his feelings toward Seven pushed to the back of his mind and the task at hand at the forefront. Winning was all that mattered for the moment.
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MoonRazor rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 7:44 pm
Quote: Point Tally Attack: 1% x 4 = 4 Defense: 7% x 6 = 42 Speed: 5% Agility: 6% Intelligence: 5% EEEEEP, BACKPEDAL. She saw the headlong charge and braked hard, attempting to move out of the way. A little too late, as she felt the impact and she skidded back several steps. Oof.
A frown flitted across her brow. Not cool. Quickly gathering her hindquarters under her, she sprang back at him, determined to get a good blow across... somewhere. Face seemed like a good option. Without waiting for a response, she lifted a paw and whacked him across the cheek. Holding back? Not an option.
Then the other paw, and other cheek too, for good measure.
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Zheraph rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 7:46 pm
Attack: 8% x 2 = 16 Defense: 8% x 2 = 16 Speed: 6% x 5 = 30 Agility: 6% x ? = ? Intelligence: 7% x ? = ?
Success! Imnir felt his head collide with Seven and he heard her slide backwards a short ways from the force of it. His head spun for half of a second and when his vision was normal again he found that Seven was already upon him.
Why did she have to be so quick?
Imnir growled as she swatted at him, surprised at the force they held behind them. She had clearly grown as a fighter since their last match. Imnir began swinging his head from one side to the other, his jaws snapping at anything he could reach and his horns adding an additional threat to anything too close to him. If she wanted to play that way, so would he.
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MoonRazor rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 7:49 pm
Quote: Point Tally Attack: 1% x 4 = 4 Defense: 7% x 6 = 42 Speed: 5% x 1 = 5 Agility: 6% Intelligence: 5% Ow... She growled as his fangs caught her paw, and she snatched it away in a hurry. Again. Not. Cool. Her eyes darted left and right in search of a good exit strategy that would also help propel her back into the fight.
No such luck. She sighed at her own misplacement - she could do better than that. No matter, there was still time. In the meantime, she would work in any and all forms of retaliation.
Reaching up, she closed her teeth upon the tip of his ear and pulled. See how he liked that.
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Zheraph rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 7:53 pm
Attack: 8% x 2 = 16 Defense: 8% x 2 = 16 Speed: 6% x 5 = 30 Agility: 6% x 3 = 18 Intelligence: 7% x ? = ?
Imnir let out a howl of rage and pain as she bit down on his ear. What a cheap shot! Imnir yanked his head away, probably not the best plan, as it caused the fragile cartilage of his ear to bleed and hurt even more, but he paid it no mind for now.
Now he had absolutely no reason to hold back against her.
He launched himself forward with his powerful back legs in a shoulder tackle, using his great bulk as an advantage as he always did.
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MoonRazor rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 7:56 pm
Quote: Point Tally Attack: 1% x 4 = 4 Defense: 7% x 6 = 42 Speed: 5% x 1 = 5 Agility: 6% x 1 = 6 Intelligence: 5% STUPID. BIG. SHOULDER. WTF. Seven supposed it wasn't a cheap shot so much as an... unfair advantage as the result of his male-ness, but she was still not pleased. She shoved back against him with a growl, wondering how helpful horns like his would be in this situation.
At least they weren't pointy goat horns.
Turning her head, she chomped down at his shoulder, seeking something to sink her fangs into. He was bigger, sure, but she had speed on her side.
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Zheraph rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 8:02 pm
Attack: 8% x 2 = 16 Defense: 8% x 2 = 16 Speed: 6% x 5 = 30 Agility: 6% x 3 = 18 Intelligence: 7% x 5 = 35
Imnir grunted as his weight slammed into Seven, but his victory was short lived as she sunk her teeth into his shoulder. He twisted his body, freeing himself from her fangs but once again causing unnecessary damage in the process.
Time to end this.
Imnir responded to her bite with another of his own, aiming for the leg he had injured in their first fight. Cheap? Maybe, but he didn't really care at this point. She was playing dirty too, so it was fair game as far as he was concerned.
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MoonRazor rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 8:08 pm
Quote: Point Tally Attack: 1% x 4 = 4 Defense: 7% x 6 = 42 Speed: 5% x 1 = 5 Agility: 6% x 1 = 6 Intelligence: 5% x 7 = 35 "That's mine!" She growled, breaking her usual self-imposed rule of verbal silence during a fight. Still, she'd learned enough to figure out that yanking her paw out of his mouth would only make things worse. What to do, what to do...
She tucked her hindquarters fully under her, shifting her weight back so she could sit on her haunches and lift her free foreleg. With a huff, she whacked her paw at him once again, this time jabbing at his eye.
Cheap shot? She had no qualms whatsoever and reigned supreme over the land of cheap shots.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 8:24 pm
Imnir yelped and released her paw, taking an involuntary step back. Now that was just plain mean. He was about to retaliate when he heard the ending bell ring and he settled for simply glaring at her and snarling.
"Yours? Really? Last time I checked, all of you belonged to me." He spat, turning and stalking out of the ring. He didn't mean it, or at least he didn't think he did, but his temper was at its breaking point and he didn't particularly care what he said.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 8:35 pm
From across the ring the red Mokai glared at his retreating back. His? His? Oh, he was so wrong, he had no idea. Her eyes burned into his back long after he left the ring, and it wasn't until Devin gave her collar a tug that she snapped back into sweet Seven mode, turning happily to Devin.
Still, lurking in the back of her mind were Imnir's last words, and with them, the idea that she was going to prove him wrong. She was going to prove him so wrong.
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