[robopup24]

Finite, the entire time, had been sitting there, confused. Ah, his senses suddenly were restored to him as the Serraptor heard the Fenling's voice. Finite jumped up, shaking the sand that had gathered on him. "Some welcome." Finite growled. "There's nothing worth looking at out here. All there is sand...heat...dust...and no WATER!" The Serraptor screeched the last word out. "I can't imagine anyone living here!" His short tantrum done, Finite fell silent, a scowl etched on his face. He was a bit cranky, due to the heat...

[Josie_Arrikanez]

Nothing? Obviously the Serraptor had not seen the splendor of the desert! Aea cast a glance back towards the oasis pool, an idea forming. "No water? I think you just have yet to be introduced." Something she would be more than happy to initiat! The fenling allowed her long tails into the pool before whipping them forward, sending a light spray forward. Whether it would reach the Serraptor had yet to be seen, but Aea couldn't help but snicker at the prospected intent.

(( Post 3 ))

[robopup24]

Finite screeched in surprise, leaping back from the Prismatic pet. "What the-" At this point, several colorful words erupted from the Serraptor as the water got into his eyes. The Serraptor yelped in surprise and stumbled back, his tail whipping at the dusty sand, sending up choking dust clouds. "W-what was that for?" Finite wheezed, cross at the Fenling now.

[Josie_Arrikanez]

Aea continued laughing. Gods! She hadn't expected that to work so well, or that he'd freak like that. The sight was nothing short of downright hilarious and contained the female in laughter for another few minutes before she wiped a damp tail end across her features and shook her head. "I was just showing you where the water was! You didn't seem to notice it so I thought I'd be cordial and assist you." Like a naughty kid 'assists' a classmate by pushing them into a pool.

(( Post 4 ))

[robopup24]

Finite was about to snap angrily back with more curses but bit back his tongue. A sly look suddenly crossed the reptile's face. "Oh, that's mighty cordial of you. You look hot. Why don't you let me...cordially assist you?" The Serraptor struck like lightning. He shoved the Fenling into the oasis, silently laughing to himself.

This was fun...

[Josie_Arrikanez]

The fenling was not so easily had. As she was siezed, she attempted to latch her tails onto the serraptor's arm. If she was succesful in this, her minute figure would then curl into itself where her paws would then extend to latch on. Oh, she wasn't about to go down without a fight now! A grin spread eagerly over her prismatic visage and she snapped but a centimeter away from the flesh, challenging him.


(( Post 5 - Level 2 ))

[robopup24]

Finite recoiled and hissed in anger. So, the little cat wanted a fight, eh? The Battlefield pet was made for battle! With a roar, he tried to shake her off, his golden eyes filled with anger. "Let go, kitty." Finite hissed. "Let go and I promise I won't hurt you." He was not in one of his better moods. After all, he had traveled through the searing desert, gotten sprayed in the eyes with water by this...Fenling, and the heat was beating on his back, heating his already bubbling annoyance. With a vicious hiss, Finite tried to bite the Fenling's back, his fangs glittering in the bright light.

[Josie_Arrikanez]

The fenling released the arm the moment the prospect of sustaining trauma to her tiny figure was assessed. He wanted a fight? She was ready. Aea landed moreso on her side than paws, but rolled with the momentum into a readied stance, facing him. All four paws were splayed wide and her head lowered, intense orbs shimmering as the desert sun as she waited for the attack.

That followed almost as soon as she'd  done so.

A forward lunge, brilliant teeth bared by the massive creature. Those serated fangs would be lethal to make contact with her small frame, so Aea took the defense. As the massive figure sped towards her in such sudden display of aggrersion, she shifted all pressure to her front paws and then kicked backwards hard. If she were fortunate, he would meet the sandy grit below her and temporarily be stunned - although the latter was a slight chance at best. There was no time to worry about this though, and gaining ground, she prepared to speed off towards his right flank if she were successful in her evasion.


(( Post 6 ))

[robopup24]

Finite missed.
He crashed into the girtty sand, growling. Unfortuantly, he was not stunned. With another roar, this time with pure fury, Finite rose to his feet, suddenly filled with blood-lust. For a split second, his eyes turned a deep red, glowing with a menacing aura. It flashed back to the untarnished gold color, though, as he roared once more, slamming his tail against a nearby palm tree, daring her to come at him again.

[Josie_Arrikanez]

Aea did not rush in. The serraptor was clearly out of his full senses and it would be foolish to make the situation worse by issuing petty threats. Rather, Aea began stalking just out of reach. Her large ears now lay flat against her skull and her smile had become a phantom remnant, now a fiendish grin. The beast was so intent on a rush, she would attempt to divert his attention and open a window of opportunity. The tails - her beloved tails - each of the four began dragging the sand, collecting the fine granules onto the slightly damp fur. Once she'd accumulated a considerable amount, she flung two forth and waited, reserving the other two for a second assault should the first fail.


(( Post 7 ))

[Firenzata]

(( If it's alright with you guys... ))

Toxin

Toxin was still on his mini "Vacation". Finally traveling across to the other land, he wanted to explore the desert. It sounded intresting, and he wanted to see how tough he really was. But that was two days ago, and now he feebly crawled over the sand. His mouth and throat were so dry, and his back began to burn. Out of exaustion, he dropped down onto the sand and held his arms over his back, trying to give it at least some shade.

[Gizmo]

Scarjaw watched the two pets fight.  He had been fighting for survival his entire life.  It was nice to see others fight for a while.  He had his money on the fenling.  The serraptor was losing his head.  Not a good thing to do in a combat situation.  Scarjaw's claw started twitching.  He was itching for a fight, too.  He was sizing up the frightmare when he noticed something off in the distance.  Great, another friend, he thought.  "Is somebody gonna get that guy some water?"  He asked aloud.

[robopup24]

It had almost no effect on the crazed Serraptor. Only for a brief moment did Finite stop to shake the dust off his face. Then, with a screech, he leaped at the Fenling once more, his claws unseathed, predatorial instincts in full gear.

Only one thought ran through his mind: Kill.

[Josie_Arrikanez]

This was bad. Very bad! The amber optics widened in an expression akin to fear as the Fenling shot forth the second barrage of sand and turned tail. It wasn't precisely a retreat, but more of a strategic distancing from her berserk opponent. Being familiar with the region, as the Fenling shot off back towards the sands, an idea began to form.

Should only she be able to outrun her foe, she would dart into the sand dunes and perhaps gain an advantage. Whilst he was much more physically present, this meant he was heavier. Perhaps heavy enough to sink into the loosely shifting sands that peaked the dunes! They would see soon enough, if she could only keep distance. The Fenling didn't even need turn about to know that as fast as she ran, the Serraptor was close on her heels as she made to ascend the soil to the top of the nearest dune.

[Gizmo]

Scarjaw cursed under his breath.  Do I have to do everything myself around these brutish battlemongers?  He grabbed a shell near the pond, filled it with water, and walked out to the aid of the battleheart.  "I wouldn't be in a hurry to get over there," he said.  "Some fenling and a serraptor got in a tiff."