[ti]Private[/ti]Food Fight!

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Fruit Punch was heading towards home, walking near the thunderpath, but far enough to be safe from any monsters. They had spent the day at the park, taunting the dogs that ran about, yapping up a storm as they were unable to climb the tree where she perched. They trotted along until they spotted a cat, an orange one with a flat face. Hoping they weren't seen and taking cover in a nearby, convenient bush, they waited, until finally, they pounce! They felt their paws touch a tangle of fur and tried to sink their claws in, but they were still tumbling and their hold wasn't the most secure. They sank their teeth into something as they finally they slowed to a stable position, and immediately tried to get a better hold on their opponent.



Dofferz!

[Dofferz!]

Knuckles was defending his lawn. His turf. Anytime anybody got close to it besides him or the twoleg mates,—Thing One and Thing Two— he would bristle his pelt and chase them away with angry yowls. Currently, the tom was returning to his lookout post with his tail stuck proudly in the air after hissing angrily at small dog who had dared attempt to make its dirt on the grass.

A strange scent touched his nose, but he hadn't the time to either pinpoint or even process before a new shape flew out of a nearby bush, hitting smack into him, knocking the Persian over with a mrowl of surprise. He felt a set of claws sink loosely into his fur, but they weren't set until they finally were still on the ground, and he proceeded to get a quick, good look at his attacked before headed to land a couple blows of his own.

Knuckles would attempt to hiss and twist his head to chomp down on Fruit Punch's leg. Simultaneously, the kittypet would move to wrap his arms around her shoulders to grip, and than kick out with his back feet to repeatedly pummel her in the gut like cats often tended to do.