Cat & Mouse

[heeeyadora]

WHO: Catra, Tony, OTA
WHERE: The Forge, Various Locations in Temba
WHAT: THE NOISE
WHEN: The start of the event
WARNINGS: Violence, Will update as needed.
Note:'First' is for Tony, 'And Then' is for anyone else. Respond it whichever tense/style you prefer and I will match.

FIRST

The noise at first made its way into Catra's dreams, distant, something she wasn't quite aware of as the world twisted around her, dreams becoming nightmares. The noise became more and more apparent, Catra tossing and turning before awaking in a foul mood.

She pressed her ears flat against her head with a sullen frown. What was that??? The source wasn't immediately apparent, but she had a good guess, stalking her way towards the forge. Tony was usually the one responsible for ungodly noises doing whatever it was he did in there.

"Turn it offfff," she growled, letting herself in, tail twitching and swaying in irritation behind her.


AND THEN

Catra ran, sometimes on two legs, sometimes on all fours, trying to escape the noise, trying to stop it. And in her irrational state she concluded anyone and anything in her way must be the source of it. She pounced out of the blue, eyes wild, and claws sharp. Hope you're ready for the chase, little mouse. Catra isn't going to listen to reason right now.

Comments

[heeeyadora]

She cries out in pain, growling and leaping up to scramble up what's left of the ruined building. She ought to play to her strengths, climb higher and attack when she has the upper hand, but the state this has her in, strategy is not top of the list.

She launches herself down at him again, trying to catch hold of that shell.

[rage_on]

Not that height would have really made much difference anyway. For a turtle, Raphael spends a whole lot of time in high places.

Strategy mostly boils down to 'hit things until they stop moving' even when he's in his right mind. At the moment he's functioning mainly on reaction now that he's found an outlet, which makes it easier for Catra to get a grip when she does. Hopefully she hangs on because Raphael swings himself bodily around the moment he feels the tug of her slight weight, snarling as he tries to grab at her.

[heeeyadora]

She digs her claws in tight, kicking at his groping hands and stealing a moment to deliver a very unfair punch to the back of his head before her grip slips and she has to scramble to hold on.

[rage_on]

That only serves to make him angrier. He stops abruptly in his flailing, reaching up over his shoulders to grab a hold of her, maybe even just before she can lose her grasp. Unfortunately his intent isn't to save her so much as fling her over his head.

[heeeyadora]

"Aaaah--!" Catra cries out, landing roughly, though she tries to roll out it. Her hair and tail are poofed up, and it takes her a moment to reorient, throwing a fistful of dirt and stones at Raph to try and distract him.

[rage_on]

It's a good tactic, especially when there's a practically rabid turtle throwing himself at her.

"Rrrgh..!" Raphael growls as he's pelted by debris in the face. He brings his arms up, stumbling and crashing to the ground well short of the cat-girl, but not about to be down for long.

[heeeyadora]

She takes the opportunity while she's got it, pouncing on him, clawing tearing and muscles straining as she attempts to pin him down, eyes wild.

[rage_on]

Raphael snarls at her, yelling out as her claws dig into his green flesh. His muscles tense as he moves his arms to try grabbing hold of her shoulders, and he jerks his padded knee up sharply towards her stomach. If she gives for even a second, he'll toss her over his head.

[heeeyadora]

Her breath is knocked out of her, flying back and landing without grace. She pants and scrambles to her feet with a groan, attempting to sprint up a nearby wall and in search of prey that puts up less of a fight.