“In that fight…” She said, picking herself up from the ground, “I had magic and was healthy. Here I hardly get fed, I get no sleep, and I’m constantly poked and prodded at for no reason. Don’t pretend this is a fair fight!”<br/><br/>With a seemingly renewed energy she began wailing at him furiously, her claws catching the cloth of his shirt and even grazing his skin a bit. She blocked the blows from his sword easily enough, seeming to take closer combat better then long range. She started using her tail more, the appendage fast and whip-like. It was sharp on the end, curved like a smaller version of a scythe.<br/><br/>f-list ~