Lightfeather vs Webfire - Tournament Round 2

[Wolf]

Lightfeather (Echo) and Webfire (Carotius)

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[Carotius]

The splotched tom strutted forward, his black paws kicking up dust as he entered the arena. His victory over Tigerflight gave him a swell in his chest for bringing pride to the name of StormClan; he respected his previous opponent's fighting prowess as much as she had, but only one could win that round. All right, let's not get cocky. Scorchriver never taught you to be overconfident once you win. He faced his new opponent, vaguely recalling some of the cats calling her Lightfeather. He nodded in acknowledgment to her.

Webfire then proceeded to bolt forward at her, lips curled in a snarl as he closed the distance between her and himself. It looked as if he was going to lunge at her straight-on and bite down at her face or something, but he had other plans. Just as muzzle came within a mouse-length of Lightfeather's, Webfire leapt to the side, striking out one unsheathed paw at where the neck and shoulder connected on his opponent's body, hoping to score a distracting blow as he landed. Not really knowing if the attack connected and startled Lightfeather, the StormClan warrior spun around as he quickly as he could manage and kicked out his hindlegs at the other cat, aiming to shove unbalance them even further.

[Echo]

Lightfeather watched his opponent flop around him. He felt claws connect with his shoulder, and hind legs bang the back of his own hind legs. Only minimal pain had been taken from the blow, so the large tom stood tall and proud. He immediately curled his lips back into a vicious snarl and dove, claw unsheathed and aimed at Webfire. face and shoulder, teeth shooting straight for the neck. Whether the attacked ended up hitting his opponent or not, he would try his best to grab on to something and hold on tightly with claws.

[Carotius]

OOC: Oops! Sorry! I forgot to edit out the pronoun when I was done ^^;

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Webfire felt his attacks connect with the other tom, but didn't hear a thud or vibration of body against ground. Of course he wasn't to expect that - Lightfeather, in spite of his name, was as big as Webfire himself! Hissing in annoyance, he spun around in preparation to lunge at his opponent, but was taken by complete surprise when he felt a mass of muscle and fur crash into him and pin his back to the floor, the other tom's forepaws holding his down by the shoulder while teeth shot forward for his neck.

The splotched warrior snapped his head to the side, narrowly avoiding the snap of razor sharp teeth to the side of his head. Curling his own lips in a mix of a snarl and a smirk, Webfire thrusted his head forward towards Lightfeather, aiming to clamp his teeth on the neck. His unsheathed hindpaws churned furiously to rake the rival warrior's belly while a free forepaw endeavoured to shove his opponent off by the outer edge of the shoulder joint.

[Echo]

Lightfeather expected the next attack as soon as he realized his failed. He moved his neck to the side and swung his paw swiftly towards the cheek of his opponent, hoping to connect with the face that had previously been aiming for his neck.

As well as having an attack of his own in play, Webfire's back-up attack connected with his stomach and he shot backwards in pain.

[Carotius]

Of course he would miss again. The thought made the splotched warrior growl another time, irritated at himself for making such a futile attempt. The smack across the cheek with thorn-sharp claws tearing off some fur and flesh was like an instant reminder, almost a rub in the face literally. Good thing his hindlegs did their work; Lightfeather shot backwards, hissing in pain from the attack.

Yowling in triumph, Webfire brought his hindlegs to himself and kicked out with all the strength he could muster, claws unsheathed, aiming to knock back his opponent with a strong kick to the chest with a nice dose of claw-raking. At the same time, he twisted his body to the side roll back onto his paws quickly with a snarl, jumping forward a fox-length from where he had been pinned. If his attack didn't connect with Lightfeather, at least he was already out of the immediate danger zone.

[Echo]

Lightfeather felt another, less powerful kick connect with his chest. It was less powerful because the cat had already pushed Lightfeather away, and was now trying to hit him hard with so much distance in between them. He chuckled, silly opponent. Then he watched Webfire get out of the danger zone. That bothered Lighfeather, he would not escape. So he leapt up with an aching stomach, ran around his opponent, and tossed himself at Webfires hind legs, hoping to knock them out and bring forth blood.