Who: Sparkster and Jon What: Rumors Where: The woods near the school When: Jan 10 Warnings: Hot furry on furry action! Fighting most likely. ( Who's afraid of the big bad wolf? )
Jon had been spending more nights out in the cold lately. He'd allowed himself a few months to settle into the new school and now, he had to resume his training
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The loud roar of a motor rang out. From the tree tops behind Jon, the Rocket Knight sprang out and flew at him, aiming downward with his sword out, swinging when he got near enough.
To say Jon was a little taken aback would have been entirely true. The fact that the little bastard had come back AT ALL was surprising, let alone that he had come back with a jet pack.
A jet pack!? Seriously!?
Disbeleif aside, Jon took a defensive stance and dodged the sword strike, if only barely.
Sparkster nimbly landed a short distance from Jon's side.
He didn't utter a word or look him. No sarcasm or boasts, there wasn't time. He merely gave a swish of the tail before making a break to the nearest tree. It was as if Sparkster was purposely beckoning Jon to follow him.
The forest floor may have been Jon's domain but Sparkster was a Zephyrian and trees were a huge part of the Zephyrians' lives. They built entire villages nestled in the highest branches. This made the tree tops Sparkster's element.
Unfortunately Jon was not at home in the treetops beyond being able to leap through them. They weren't his element at all but he could navigate up there easily enough. His footfalls were fleet and quick enough that he could traverse distances off the ground. Great for escaping hunters.
He wasn't about to follow Sparkster. He wanted Sparkster to try and engage him.
"OI! Rocket-Rat! You gonna fight me or keep running away?"
"Weren't you the one who said to give you "a little sport?" he retorted. With that he scrambled his way upward to a nice sturdy branch. "Don't tell me that you're afraid of heights?"
He wrapped his tail around the branch and hung upside down from it. "And for the last time," he added in, "I'm an opossum, not a rat!"
.....was that little bugger SMILING at him!? The nerve! The sheer arrogance! So Jon COULDN'T prance about in the trees like some sort of arboreal fairy! So what? He was more capable up there than any other wolf you're likely to meet!
His body erupted into a flashing mass of Ki energy as he used his Beast Canon attack to soar straight at Sparkster, mouth open in a loud howl.
Sparkster's eyes bulged at the new development. Okay, either the wolf soldiers learned some new tricks since the last time he saw them or there's something different about this guy.
He released his grip and began plummeting downward. When he was at a close enough distance, Sparkster curled into a ball, grabbed onto his sword and fired up his jetpack. He ripped off Sonic's spindash move spun down, bracing himself for the incoming impact.
"I don't think you know who you're messing about with, Chum!"
His voice was loud and harsh, amplified by the burst of Ki. Jon's feet crashed into a thicker branch and he used it as a springboard to send himself soaring even faster in Sparkster's direction.
He hit the ground with a crash not far from the possum, again lashing out with a taloned foot, hoping to kick the armored marsupial into next week.
Jon's kick didn't hit Sparkster, it hit his sword. Sparkster's arms wobbled like jello to the two opposing forces before falling on his back, mere inches from Jon.
Sparkster rolled to his side, gasping for air. The counter attack left his body sore.
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Yes. He pretty much assumed that Sparkster ran away from the fight and now he was butthurt. That just wasn't good sportsmanship at all.
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A jet pack!? Seriously!?
Disbeleif aside, Jon took a defensive stance and dodged the sword strike, if only barely.
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He didn't utter a word or look him. No sarcasm or boasts, there wasn't time. He merely gave a swish of the tail before making a break to the nearest tree. It was as if Sparkster was purposely beckoning Jon to follow him.
The forest floor may have been Jon's domain but Sparkster was a Zephyrian and trees were a huge part of the Zephyrians' lives. They built entire villages nestled in the highest branches. This made the tree tops Sparkster's element.
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He wasn't about to follow Sparkster. He wanted Sparkster to try and engage him.
"OI! Rocket-Rat! You gonna fight me or keep running away?"
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He wrapped his tail around the branch and hung upside down from it. "And for the last time," he added in, "I'm an opossum, not a rat!"
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"And no - I'm not afraid of heights in the slightest - Just means I've got that much father to drop you when I catch you."
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His body erupted into a flashing mass of Ki energy as he used his Beast Canon attack to soar straight at Sparkster, mouth open in a loud howl.
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He released his grip and began plummeting downward. When he was at a close enough distance, Sparkster curled into a ball, grabbed onto his sword and fired up his jetpack. He ripped off Sonic's spindash move spun down, bracing himself for the incoming impact.
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His voice was loud and harsh, amplified by the burst of Ki. Jon's feet crashed into a thicker branch and he used it as a springboard to send himself soaring even faster in Sparkster's direction.
He hit the ground with a crash not far from the possum, again lashing out with a taloned foot, hoping to kick the armored marsupial into next week.
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Sparkster rolled to his side, gasping for air. The counter attack left his body sore.
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