Her jump through the air was brief but it had been long enough for the saber to look up and see her falling form. Long enough for him to to understand what was happening and to lash out in turn. Ixora had a second to brace before she felt his claws swipe through her coat, tear into flesh and likely add more scars to her already marked shoulder. It only fueled her need to make sure that her own strike hit its mark and when it did she felt a surge of viscous pleasure.
Sinking her fangs deep Ixora dug into his skin until there was no doubt that there would be lasting damage. Paws scrambled against his side and her claws scraped through his fur as she tried to keep her grip on him as best as she could. The wound was more likely to scar but she couldn't help but hope that it damaged his nerves and hindered him throughout his life.
His short life if she had anything to say about it.
The sound of motion caught her attention and Ixora felt more than saw Enya attack. The Sabre jerking at the pain of sharp teeth shredding into his legs. The sudden coolness and glittering spikes against the black stones was a sight to see even as she felt the feline stumble over them. His motions turned jerky and his sudden movements caused her to lose her grip, much to her disappointment. Jumping clear of him, she landed on the outer edge of the sharp spikes snarling even as the Sabre's pale form jumped onto the rocky mountainside.
Blood dripped down her leg as she stared at his retreating form. Her lips still pulled up into a snarl and ears pinned as she watched him ascend. Taking a step forward she tracked his motions.“Not so fast you flea bag.” She growled head lowered as her body paled with her Specter magic. Sinking into the dark stone she flowed through the dark stone, her magic singing in her veins. Using her senses she surged from the stone right as the Sabre crouched to make another jump to escape the two wolves that he had found himself fighting against. Jaws wide she snapped her jaws in an attempt to tear into his stomach, her body shoving forward as it materialized on the small ledge that he had been on.
He whirled on her his own jaws opening. Long sharp fangs aiming for her back as he tried to fend off the wolf that had suddenly appeared all but under his paws. His pale form and her red one a tangled mass of snapping jaws. Kicking dark rocks to roll down the side of the mountain.
Art by SgtRayFox ^^
Sabre HP 6/10
Ixora Attack
Success: Tears into the Sabre's stomach -1hp
Fail: Miss judges and snaps air
Ixora Strength Check
Success: She stays on the ledge
Fail: She slips off and starts sliding down the sharp stones -1hp to ix
Sabre Attack
Success: Bites down onto Ix's back (Hits shoulder blade so no permanent damage) -1hp
Fail: Misses because he is too slow
Sabre Strength Check
Success: Stays on the ledge
Fail: Slips off the ledge and slides down the sharp stones -1hp to sabre