OPEN tournament test fight; meteor vs kole

[METEOR]

METEOR

Meteor rolled his head clockwise to pop the seven neck vertebrae. Then counterclockwise. He liked his horns, but his neck didn’t. Not like he’d ever used the horns as stupidly as a true ram. Meteor thought headbutt attacks as the dumbest way to ruin his best asset: his brain.

He smirked at Kole. And was about to say some fighting words of his own, but Kole beat him to it. And then he squinted. Huh. He’d heard that expression in his travels. But only from old motherfuckers. Where the hell’d Kole learn—

And then fire hit him in the face. And then teeth on his fucking ankle!

“We agreed, no biting the paws!” Meteor hissed. His complaint didn’t stop him from hitting the rocky ground, however.

Meteor scowled. Upon his horns, Lightning sparked. He closed his eyes.

A bolt of lightning crashed from a skylight to Meteor’s horns. The momentary flash was blindingly bright. Thunder boomed!

As lightning sizzled upon his crown, Meteor swiped a paw Kole attempting to drag the coyote to the rocky ground with him. Meteor knew Kole had the dexterity and speed advantage; but, grappling? Meteor would have the advantage.