FUCK YA CHICKEN STRIPS — RAID

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

A fight, a fight was everything she needed. Everything that she wanted because it drove her and made her forget everything else. The feeling of muscles moving and warming up, the heavy hit of blows against another body. It was exhilerating and she aimed to whatever she could to get a good fight. As a Freelancer it was her job to be in top condition and no matter of lack of sleeping or not she was ready for anything and something like this was exactly what she wanted. Whoever these guys were they were going to get one hell of a rude awaking, just like Tanglewood did when they decided on their mock attack. Even in this body she was the size of an adult Labrador so she had a bit of size on her just not as much as she would have liked. Regardless the serval slipped on to the battlefield with ease, her dark amber eyes narrowed as she picked and chose her targets before she suddenly launched herself into the fray. She's already picked someone and it was easy for her to cross the stretch of ground, aiming to intercept the creature attacking Cooper and slam into them in midair. If that would worked she would aim to dig her claws into the to other's chest as they fell, trying for a hard kick to throw the other across the ground and force them to separate as she rolled back onto her paws. That was a tough landing but she'd manage with the pain. She didn't care as long as the other go the message. "Let's go. I'm ready to kick your ass."

[member=590]CAESAR CIPHER.[/member]

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[div style="letter-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px; text-align: center; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px gray; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: verdana; font-size: 17px; color: white;"]IT'S ALL IN YOUR HEAD !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.

Caesar let out a yowl of surprise as his attack was intercepted, and a wave of static numbness went through his chest as Carolina dug her claws into his chest. The attack winded him honestly, and the kick she made didn't exactly help either. Caesar's ears pinned against his head as he tried to slowly get up, nausea briefly filling him as he rose to his paws. Black blood came from his chest from where Carolina's claws had dug in, and the only way the Officer realized he was injured was from the numbness in the area, as well as feeling blood slowly move down his chest. It didn't hurt per say, though that was only due to Caesar's inability to feel pain. That didn't mean his body wasn't going to act like it was okay, though. Caesar was clearly shaking on his paws as he stood, trying to focus on Carolina.

Ignoring the feeling of nausea, Caesar would run at CAROLINA now, trying to duck at the last minute to try and rake his claws across her stomach.

[member=1226]CAROLINA[/member]