Post by newfiesrock2000 on Aug 10, 2012 7:19:32 GMT -5
Claw squeezed her eyes shut and opened them, shaking her head. She growled, and did it again. This thing was her prey, her enemy. She had to demolish it, to kill it, to wipe it off the face of the earth. It was real, it was alive and it had done something to hurt her. She hissed and growled, she had to make the first move. She tail whipped around, leaning over, digging her claws into the ground, getting ready to pounce. Her eyes gleamed red and her pupils narrowed into slits. Her tail lashed back and forth and she crouched down even lower. She hissed again, and leaped towards it, using her claws to propel herself forwards, digging them deeper into the floor and releasing them at just the right moment.
She dug her claws deep into the wood, placing her feet on its shoulders, claws dug into its head. Using her body as force, she twirled around to the back of it, dragging her claws across its face. She jumped down and dragged her claws down its back with her. She slashed her claws across its back and jumped around to the front of it, then slashed her claws across its front. She jumped over it, flipping around in midair until she was upside down and dug her claws into its head, using them to pull her feet towards it and kicked at the middle of it. The force of her kick split it in half, which was a little more force then she expected, but she managed to land on her feet, skidding across the floor. All of this taking place with less than five seconds.
She growled and hit the ripped up piece of wood against the wall of the cave to shake it off her claws. It just about smashed to pieces when it, sending little bits of wood flying around everywhere. She closed her eyes and shielded her face with her hands. Claw growled and kicked the other chunk wood against the wall in frustration. This one didn’t break so easily, but it spilt in half where her foot connected with the wood. She sighed and sat down, putting her chin in her hands. This would never do, she needed an actual person to fight, an actual challenge. A stupid piece of wood wouldn’t try to dodge or weave; it wouldn’t try to counter attack. It just stands there and lets her rip it to shreds. She needed a person to fight.
She did get the chance to fight some people on her way out here though. She had taken this wooden dummy from the gym, she wanted somewhere more quite to fight, more peaceful, so she could concentrate. But the few people she fought didn’t try very hard, or fight for very long. They mostly just backed off the first time she got her claws on them. She smirked as she remembered the looks on people’s faces when they saw her, carrying a big wooden dummy around, with a little blood on her claws. She must have looked really weird, but she didn’t care, it just amused her. People are so funny. She hoped someone had told a prefect or something about her. She needed a fight, and they could bring her one. She grinned with anticipation, her eyes turning red again at the thought. They were coming, so she would wait.