Duo vs. Crimsonblade

[Duo]

The golden tom skidded to a halt, using his claws for traction against the grass laden soil. His white tail flicked, compensating for the tom's balance. Orange eyes, notably handsome, were lit with a fiery glow. A slight recognition filtered through his eyes, but he immediately closed the window, focusing on the battle... Bloodrose did say she had sisters... He thought, eying the she with half-hearted skill.

Without further a due, Duo lept to his left, then to the right, zigzagging, becoming a hard target to hit. Then he lept, purposefully falling short of landing on top of the fae... aiming to roll right into the fae's limbs.

[Runner]

Crimsonblade felt the wind leave her as she fell to the ground, but she gatherd herself and stood, regaining her wind. She shot towards him, low to the ground. She ran at him, head ducked, aiming to go beneath his belly. Once there, she could coming up beneath him, which could possibly a) wind him, b) knock him over, c) leave his belly exposed, or d) all of the above. Her muscles groaned slightly with effort as she ran at him, but she ignored them, she was deaf to everything except the roar of battle screaming in her ears.

[Duo]

OOC: So what's it gonna be, winXlose, loseXwin, or tie?

Duo emerged triumphant, successfully rolling his adversary on to her back. But wait! There's more! Rolling to his feet, Duo reared, aiming to do a double swipe at the fae's belly. She, however, had better plans. She head-butted the tom, taking his hindlegs out from under them. Duo tumbled, he wasn't sure if the she rolled with him, or if that was his own hinny that was in his face. In either case, he unceremoniously at dirt... for the second time that day. Except this time, Bloodrose wasn't there to clean the mud off his face.

Duo untangled himself... from himself, taking too much time as he tried to roll back on his feet from the grounded halt he was in. This left his white belly exposed for far too long...

[Runner]

( That's a surprise.)
With a smile, Crimsonblade raised her claw, but suddenly, a black bundle flew through the air, sending the shecat to the ground. Bloodrose! Crimsonblade looked up in disbelief. "TRAITOR!" she growled, struggling, but she could not get up. Bloodrose hissed angrily.
"You're my sister, I'll let you go. That's better than what you'd do for me!" meowed Bloodrose. She let go. Crimsonblade let out an unholy yowl and leapt up.
"This isn't over!" she roared, stampeding towards Bloodrose.

[Duo]

OOC: . You're no fun. ;D

Duo could see the deadly claws ready and poised, and he knew he was in for a world of hurt. What he didn't know, is that he had backup... So... if what you know doesn't happen... doesn't that make you wrong? Yep, that makes you wrong. The tom couldn't think of a better feeling then being wrong... Wrong again... the flying bundle of black fur... his savior, was identified with a yowl from her sister. Bloodrose!

Duo rolled to his side, surprise at first, overwhelming any further reactions. As he watched, surprised that she let her go, yet thrilled at this clear sign of mercy in the she... Before the action enacted, he was on his feet... He knew which way this was going to go.

His speed was unchecked, his aiming was, and he hoped, with paws outstretched, claws unsheathed, that he could hit Bloodrose's sister right off her leap.

[Runner]

Crimsonblade hissed in fury as she was knocked off course by a great lug of a cat. She kept her claws outstretched, however, and managed to score her sister- no, this she wasn't her sister any longer, this was a traitor- across her flank. Bloodrose let out a caterwaul of pain, and glared in fury at her sister.
"You're no longer one of us, traitor. You aren't worthy to bear the Cerise Sister name. From now on, your name is Brigand," hissed Crimsonblade, still flailing beneath Duo.

[Duo]

With a hiss of victory, Duo took the she-cat down, using his masculine weight to his advantage. Even so, his attack did not leave his opponent defenseless. Scratches from her claws scored him in many places, fortunately for him, Bloodrose was so wrapped up with her sister, that her flailing claws hit him at random, scoring light scratches that tore his pelt to shreds.

The yowl of pain from Bloodrose, prompted a more furious attack from the now furious Duo. He opened his mouth, intent upon sticking sharp fangs into the back of the she's shoulder. Foreclaws clung to his target, while he kicked madly with his hindclaws, hoping to score the vulnerable underbelly.

[Runner]

Crimsonblade hissed in fury. She writhed beneath the onslaught, her black fur was growing red with blood. Claws in her belly, teeth in her shoulder, thorn in her heart. She had stopped most of her flailing. The only protest were feeble, slight convulsions.
Brigand stood watch, her flank bleeding. She got to her paws, swaying slightly. The pain she saw in her sister's eye bit into her, sharper than the sharpest claw, colder than the winter wind. She pressed her nose lightly to Duo's shoulder. "Please. Don't hurt her anymore. She's still my sister. I can't bare it."
Crimsonblade looked up in shock at her sister. "I may not call you by the name of Blood, but I will remember you as Rose, Brigand," meowed Crimsonblade gently. But then, she harshly continued, "Because as beautiful as you are, you are but a thorn in my side and a disgrace to our family!" Brigand shrunk back, wincing visibly. She turned away, eyes on the bloody pool gathering at her paws.
"Spare her anyway. I don't care what she says."

[Duo]

Duo couldn't believe what he was hearing. First, this she-cat had attacked him, second, she had hurt Bloodrose, (now why that would bother him, he still couldn't put his paw on it), third, she had attacked him, and fourth... She was a part of Boneclan! That alone should be significant enough to warrant her death. But Bloodrose was telling him to let go!

Oh, how badly he wanted to sink his teeth into her flesh, to shred her skin from her sinews. For a moment, he almost did, which only surmounted into a harder bite. "And that's to remember me by!" He snarled, hefting his masculine weight from her feminine one, but oh how slow and reluctant the action was. Bloodied muzzle, revealed crimson stained ivories, that glistened with vehemence. All Bloodrose had to do was say the word, and he'd chase her till kingdom come.

He shook his head. Now where did that come from?

[Runner]

"Now go, Crimsonblade!" whispered Brigand- no, that name was only to bring her shame. She was Bloodrose, whatever they said.