((Ack! Sorry, I didn't realize we'd started a new round.))<br/><br/>[Unarmed attack 1d20 (15) + 11 = 26, hit]<br/>[Unarmed damage 1d8 (2) + 7 = 9]<br/><br/>Sherani sneers at the coyote's plea for mercy. "Some pred you are, changin' your tune like that! A<span style="font-style: italic">real</span>predator keeps fightin' until they got a meal in their belly... here, lemme show ya how it's done!" She lunges at Sheera, casually swatting Bolag aside in favor of her latest chew toy.<br/><br/>[Unarmed attack (touch) 1d20 (1) + 11 +2 (flank) = 14, auto-miss]<br/>[Fumble check 1d20 (17) + 11 +2 (flank) = 28, no fumble]<br/><br/>In a more coherent state, Sherani might have noticed the tankard on the floor, dropped by on of the terrified patrons at the beginning of the fight. However, between rage, hunger, and inebriation- a state her current blood loss is<span style="font-weight: bold">not</span>helping- she manages to step directly on the empty mug, ruining her footing and sending her crashing into her intended target.<br/><br/>[Action point spent to roll second attack twice]<br/>[Unarmed attack (touch) 2d20 (8) + 6 +2 (flank) = 14, hit]<br/>[Grapple check 1d20 (6) + 17 = 23]<br/><br/>"W-w-whaaauuugh!" the half-tigress pitches forward, smashing unglamorously into Sheera's armor. Only the combination of the coyote's surprise and terror keeps her from delivering a cheap shot while Sherani is off balance. Thinking quickly, Sherani goes for a low blow herself- instead of hauling herself upright, she grabs Sheera by the fur and bends her double, throwing an arm around her neck for a crude headlock. "You ready to find out what it's like to be prey?" she growls in her victim's ear.