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Post by nova|nebula on Dec 17, 2011 3:55:59 GMT -5
Of course Maskpaw knew what was about to happen! He was way too smart for the forest's sake! As Lynxpaw sprinted into the air to crash down upon him, Maskpaw acted. A smirk slipped onto his face and he turned onto his back. As Lynxpaw came down onto him Maskpaw sprang the tailless tom off of him (with a little difficulty) and leaped at him, landing heavily on the tom's back.
"How many times must I show you who is boss Lynxpaw?" he hissed from the Windclan apprentice's back. His body still hurt like crazy. The only reason why he was on Lynxpaw's back currently was because he was determined not to loose. This win was his. This was his victory and Maskpaw was sure going to rub it in Lynxpaw's face for a very long time.
No way will Lynxpaw ever defeat me with his slow movements and his clumbsy fighting style. Maskpaw thought to himself as he dug his claws into Lynxpaw's back.
"Give up! I will win!"
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Post by ღSykesღ on Dec 17, 2011 17:09:52 GMT -5
Lynxpaw hissed threateningly. His mind flickering over taught battle moves in an instant. It couldn't end like this. He wouldn't let it! His back stung where the other tom's claws dug in, but he bit back any signs that he felt it and refused to fall over. He had to think fast, he may be bigger than Maskpaw but the tom was still to heavy. Lynxpaw's legs threatened to give out. He had seconds. Time to think of something new.
In one last show of strength he bucked, pushing off with his back legs as hard as he could. He could feel maskpaw's weight shift foreword and at that moment he took a big risk and leaned forward himself, throwing his weight onto his front paws and spinning his body around suddenly. Momentum carried him around 180 and his hind legs landed with a side-ward jerk, now facing the opposite way.
It was a pretty good move, but it had been to much of a risk. Moments later his front legs buckled and he collapsed onto his belly with a hiss of annoyance. It was over. He had failed. For now.
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Post by nova|nebula on Dec 18, 2011 22:30:56 GMT -5
He landed heavily on his paws, and almost fell over himself. Quickly he gained control over his balance again and noticed Lynxpaw fall to the ground. He smirked in triumph. He had won, but he wasn't about to relax yet. No way. Even though his entire body was screaming his name. He was beginning to pant, and he wasn't sure whether or not if it was from fighting or from being in so much pain. He quickly decided it was from both.
He looked back down at Lynxpaw and nodded his approval. Then he sat down on his hunches to calm himself down. He won. It was decided. Maskpaw was to be the leader. For a moment the Shadowclan tom sat almost speechless. We won... How was that possible? Maybe all of the hours of practicing battle moves and making up his own really payed off. He sighed in relief.
Then he stood up again and padded over to lynxpaw once more. "Thank You Lynxpaw. You put up a pretty good fight and I'm glad I got to test out my moves on you. I'll be expecting to see you at the next gathering. There are somethings I need to talk to you about. Right now however, we both need some recuperation time. I don't want anyone to know about our little struggle here. If they ask you tell them its none of their business. I'm sure your smart enough to do that yes? Later Lynxpaw."
With that he limped away from the border. When he was a few feet away from it and down wind, he collapsed to the ground in exhaustion. There was nothing in the world he expected more than this. Pain. And for some reason... It felt lovely.
[NOTE;; Post once more and then I'm going to lock this thread and declare it finished. n_n]
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Post by ღSykesღ on Dec 19, 2011 0:01:46 GMT -5
Lynxpaw watched the tom ruefully for a few moments before bothering himself with an answer.
"You fought well too." Every word of the complement felt like he was swallowing thorns. He flattened his ears and fluffed up his fur. Hating himself for losing a battle that should of been so easy.
"Though you only won because your to fat" He muttered as the tom limped off into the woods. He, on the other hand, stayed laying where he was. Unwilling to look like a fool if his legs gave out again, losing was enough of a tarnish on his pride. He will rue this day. But for now, this might be of use to him. Knowing or not, Maskpaw would really just be helping Lynxpaw achieve his own ambitions. He would follow him, for now anyway. Until the right moment... |
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Post by nova|nebula on Dec 20, 2011 14:13:45 GMT -5
THREAD FINISHED!
Thank you Sykes for helping me finish this thread. :] I appreciate it that we finally finished one thread for the site. Now to get a plot going. n_n
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