[11] Windragon vs Zhorken (ref: Blastoise Fortooate)

Destroyer, panting rather deeply and flushed underneath her fur, gathered her remaining energy and bounded forth once more. Her legs tensed for a moment, and she pounced, doing a flip in midair to bring the full force of her bottom-right paw into Sableye's face. The sound of her paw squeaking over his diamond eyes was drowned out by the gem-imp's scream of pain as he wheeled backwards, but he had been prepared. Fighting against the intense aches and pains, Sableye grabbed Destroyer's foot as she flew backwards and swung his arm over his pounding head, body thrumming with Fighting-type power. He slammed the kung-fu rabbit into the turf with an inordinate amount of strength; Destroyer's head left a crater in the soft ground as tears sprung to her eyes. Sableye let out a weak chuckle that grew slightly stronger when he felt himself shimmer back into mild intangibility. He might be down, but he wasn't out just yet.

Destroyer dropped to all fours at once, pulling pawfuls of grassy soil from beneath her at a blinding rate. In moments, Destroyer had sunken deep into the soil of the Dream Forest, leaving a cartoony tunnel behind. Still wracked with pain, Sableye followed suit with a raging , panther-like scream; adrenaline pumping, he formed gigantic shade-claws and manically assaulted the ground, spraying his trainer and a tree with wet sod in his frenzied pursuit.

Underground, Destroyer cocked an ear; she was breathing too heavily to use the full extent of her hearing, but it was still pretty impressive. She heard... clawing? It was entirely too close for comfort, so she sped up her digging and tried to locate the sound. These actions, however, were counter to one another, and soon she couldn't tell her own scrabbling from that of her opponent. Sableye was having similar problems, but his pointy ears were, luckily, specifically tuned to zero in on underground targets. This was the only thing that kept him from Earthquaking the whole place or something in his anger, so he continued to dig with revenge onn his mind. Destroyer, thinking that perhaps she was hallucinating the sound due to fatigue, followed her trainer's orders and dug almost straight up, to where the sableye had been standing before. She burst from the ground, ready to punch something again, but the shower of dirt cleared to reveal nothing but two holes, hers and the other one quite near her. As she glanced around with as much energy as she could manage, Sableye burst from the ground, slamming his enlarged energy-claws into the rabbit and sending her sprawling to the ground. Triumph lessened Sableye's pain a little bit, but he was still definitely on his last legs. He was looking even worse, in fact, since at that moment the manic gleam in his eyes faded and he felt altogether less enraged.

The two made for rather sorry sights, actually; a rabbit laying prone in the grass, chest almost heaving with exhaustion, and a sableye with more bruises than an abused banana. Destroyer, rather than get up and perform another impressive bout of martial artistry, continued laying in the soft, green grass. Sableye, meanwhile, had immediately spread over with blue and white light, pouring from his eyes and chest and healing his bruises. When it ended, he was only kind of spotty and his eye was no longer scuffed. He didn't know what a 'percent' was, and how forty-one of them was, but he did about half, he thought. As he looked over his newly healed body, Destroyer lanced red lasers over him, locking him, sadly, to the earth once more.
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Still giggling tiredly from the headrush of his sudden recover, Sableye launched into a tirade of butt-wiggles, gem-polishing, and other traditional sableye courting rituals of that ilk. Destroyer blinked confusedly for a moment, but despite her aching bones she couldn't not renew her previous observations of how sexy that little imp could be. She allowed herself a few moments to more closely inspect the unsettlingly hot maneuvers before she performed her own orders, glad she didn't have to zap the handsome thing or something. Instead, she simply had to do more punching! [sarcasm]Yay![/sarcasm] She made her hoppy little way over to the sexyfine opponent and popped him one, her glowing paw doing no physical damage but sapping out his energy instead. Sableye staggered, looking much less sexyfine now. He was, in fact, wheezing and bent over on his knees. He attempted to metabolize up some deadly poisons to fling his opponent's way, but with a particularly loud cough and a bit of purplish dribble, Sableye fell forward and unconscious. Destroyer punched the air and immediately rubbed her sore arm; she glanced about for a moment, nuzzled against her trainer's leg, and scampered back into the forest after being handed a leppa berry for her trouble by the referee.
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1. Drain Punch took out the last of Sableye's energy, mostly because it was super-effective.
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