This Baby Don't Cry

The Cage 
#1
@KARA


 Here she was, back again, but without having pestered someone into accompanying her. Restlessness etched itself into her, enough that she didn't even think about sitting down at the bar for a drink. Just marched right on into the Cage, feeling wistful for another night that was just for Weres, and stuck her name in the draw. Then, wired with some animalistic aggression, she lingered, not even taking a seat as she watched fights elapse. Hurry up, knock 'em out, let her innn!!

 It felt like hours clawed by before her name was called out with another feminine name. Kai forgot what it was immediately, stripping out of her shoes and jacket, twisting her hair back out of her face. She was fucking amped, and completely lacked the presence of mind to wonder why. It was a feeling that had been slowly building for... a while now. She wanted to fuck something up. Maybe she was going crazy.

 Kai paced in her corner as she waited for her opponent to step in, and fixed the other woman with a crooked little grin. "Glad you decided to show up," she tossed out to the other - wait, was she a fucking Were, too?
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#2
Sometimes, usually, she found an outlet for shit, especially after an unexpected series of calls all stemming from her mother or a tough day at work or really any number of things. A good classic was to go out and ride or tussle with a packmate or shift and let the dog take over and more or less conk out in the back of a straight forward mind. Today was one of those days that left her irritated with no real source and the idea of something physical seemed like a good enough outlet. But there was no pack, this wasn’t her old home so, following direction to a place that had come up before in word of mouth via gym talk here or there found Kara at the Cage.

As soon as she'd crossed into Cedar Creek it was clear to her this was the wolves'. It was perfumed with the very real warning of caution. Unsure if there'd be any of them in the joint, the dog’s hackles were raised, fur prickling, swiveling big ears around, rearing up in jumps every so often to see higher into a cloudy metaphysical space that hadn't had crystal clear visitors to it in a long time, wondering if a sight of canine ears or nose would amble past. Despite the curiosity and general feeling of staying on her toes, she more or less figured out how things were arranged. The dog kept its tail raised high as Kara put in her name and watched the violence.

Time passed, but she wasn't tracking it, sipping at melted ice left of a drink and occasionally biting around the edge of the plastic lip in her wait. Finally, there it was and she slid out of a chair, walking forward while cracking fingers on one hand with the other with satisfying pops, eyeing the woman roughly around the same age she was set to face. Stepping in, Kara looked for any sign of drunkedness to play with, but instead found were and a sense they weren’t entirely on equal footing here. A smile pulled at her lips at the comment. “Couldn't leave ya hangin'.” Finding her footing and distributing weight comfortably, she'd wait to begin.
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#3
 The beast in her head strained forward, and Kai was sure its nose was wriggling with investigation. It made her breathe deeper in turn, driven by curiosity. Dog, sure, but what kind? Undetermined. Shit, there were so many unknowns out there, huh. Anyway, she liked that the other one seemed to have some sense of humor, and her grin grew for it. She popped her own knuckles reflexively for having heard her opponent do it, thumbs pressing tightly over the fingers on their respective hands.

 Kai lifted on the balls of her feet, shook her hands out, and when the bell rang she lunged forward, exuding eagerness. The coyote yapped shrilly in her head as she moved, jumping in headfirst with a left hook aimed for Kara's jaw.



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#4
A smile greeted her own. This should be fun, a were to meet in more fair grounds than just a human. Taking a steadying breath and bouncing with her weight back and forth, Kara waited for the bell. Still not exactly sure what the lady was there was no doubt that hints would be coming soon.

As it chimed, the chick was wasting no time in lunging at her in a rush, setting off twittering growls in her head. Move! Expecting something had her quick to lean to the side and out of the way of a potential harsh landing to her jaw. As air gushed passed her, she sent a retaliating blow with her own fist intended to hit Kai’s gut. With it came a burst of sights including ears and various shades of brown fur, not entirely enough to narrow down anything. It was like "I Spy" with the inclusion of hitting each other it would seem.


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 She missed, which kind of sucked, but it was still exciting. The chick even managed a pretty square strike, busting the air out of her lungs with a grunt, stomach cramping up around the hit. Ouch. With the brief contact came an image of... spots? Like, paint stains almost. Brown and black and white. Then, gone, as she split away. What the fuck was that!

 Okay. Fight. Don't take another stomach hit like that, maybe. One arm stayed low around her abdomen as she moved in again, going for another face strike, slinging her fist right at Kara's eye socket, teeth clenched with the earnest desire to make contact.


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#6
There was satisfaction in the grunt that resounded as Kai absorbed the hit. They were holding their stomach and as Kara made to step away, she just wasn’t fast enough to escape one coming her way too. Who expected to have their face aimed at twice? That was some shit.

Fist slamming into half of its intended target before spilling into the edge of the socket and cheek, she stumbled back a step, naturally pulling her head aways even as it was too late to avoid. The dog showed teeth at the hit while pain radiated fiercely. Quickly, Kara swept out a kick towards the side of a knee trying to ground her and get some space. Another flash, this time of red canine eyes and a long snout. Not a wolf and not a fox… coyote, it had to be!


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 Fuck, there was no feeling on earth like that! The shock of the impact jiggled back up her arm, deeply satisfied by the scrape on her knuckles, the sight of Kara reeling away with the hit. Big ears flashed in her metaphysical brain space. What the fuck was that thing.

 The chick was swinging back with a kick, and Kai bared her teeth in a display of pain as it gave out under her. Extra pain for hitting the ground, to boot. Yikes! Quick, back on your feet. She rocked her weight up, forced it back onto her smarting leg. A couple bounces, then she was jumping for her opponent again, swooping down slightly to drive her fist into the other woman's lower abdomen.


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#8
Satisfaction as Kai crumbled down ran through. Kara shifted her weight to the balls of feet as a hand went up to the smarting in her no doubt bruised face, heat radiating from the point. Geezus.

Suddenly, her opponent was back on feet, walking on the hurting leg surprisingly and then jumping at her with a hurt leg, god who did that? Surprised, Kara wasn’t fast enough to get out of the way as a fist jammed itself into her own abdomen pushing out air and caving in. Naturally, she made to try to get a hold of the arm with both of her own and fall forward with all her weight.


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#9
 The persistent pain radiating out of her knee was, momentarily, easy to ignore in favor of driving a solid punch home. Kai grinned almost maniacally, lips curling up over tightly clenched teeth. Kara was grabbing at her, lurching her weight forward, and the coyote just barely managed to slip away, staggering back with too much weight on that knee. The tendons around it groaned with discomfort. She'd really be feeling that later.

 She kept some space between them, permitting her opponent to get back on her feet if she'd taken a fall. Getting someone on the ground was fun and all, but she wasn't quite ready for that. Instead, once Kara seemed ready for more, Kai would crowd her again, kicking with her bruising leg rather than supporting herself on it, aiming a deft kick to the inside of the other woman's thigh.


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#10
Anddd she fucking lost her grip, falling forward without Kai in her grasp. How embarrassing. Mat meet body. Body meet mat. Arms catching herself so at least Kara’s face didn’t hit, she rolled to her side, expecting a kick or slam or something. Nothing came and instead she squinted up at the woman who’s outline was currently being highlighted by overhead lights. Huh, nothing. That was unexpected and well, nice. At least there was some fairness despite the continued attack towards Kara’s face at the beginning.

”Rolling out the red carpet for me?” Pushing into the ground with a hand to help herself get up, she huffed out a bit of a laugh with amusement sprinkled in. Being up seemed to be the greenlight for the chick to come at her again because immediately there was a leg coming at her thigh. Moving would only allow it to fall further and around, her knee protesting at the awkward hit, wanting immediately to be favored. A puff of air escaped in pain as she forced herself forward after the retreating leg that'd done the damage to use the momentum against Kai and pull it up to unseat trajectory for gravity.


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#11
 Kara's remark, for the record, would only earn a passing grin. Hey, she didn't kick a man while she was down, alright! Not in instances like this, anyway. Depended on the situation. Anyway! Down the mystery dog went, but boy was she quick to get back on the terror train. She lifted her leg, up up up, and the mechanic made some sharply huffed sound of protest as she was forced back, dropped onto her ass to the ground. Her captured leg strained against the woman's grip, intent to get away, and the other one fired out angrily, aiming a cruel heel for the other woman's nose.


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#12
Thankfully, that at least worked. The woman fell to the ground as the leg stayed in her grasp, the dog yipping and bouncing in victory. There was a strain she held against, already thinking of her next move when the other leg finally wanted in on it all. A rush of air was all she got as a heel came flying towards her nose. Flinching away, Kai would miss her target, but hit hard into the middle of Kara’s chin, sending a rocking and cracking noise that tugged at her stomach while a ghost of blood could be tasted. Naturally stepping back, she intended to hold on against everything, to try to stop both legs and roll her over for a pin. However, Kara lost the grip with the struggling of Kai and her own body’s reaction to the kick, eyes blooming into a brilliant shade of orange as she cursed herself on the misstep.


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 Kicks to the face weren't nice! But she wasn't really here to be nice! The impact of Kara's chin rang back up her leg, layering a jolt of discomfort in her knee. Kara released her at least. The coyote snapped her feet down, wrenching herself up to standing in a movement that would have been a lot more fluid if not for her knee protesting like she was some kind of old woman.

 Righting herself, she could see those pretty orange eyeballs! Wuh-oh! Kai navigated closer, trying to keep light on her feet, and launched at Kara with the intention to grapple her with a hold around the back of her neck. This would crank their heads together, each woman's head meant to be clamped against the opposite woman's shoulder. "Not gonna get all rabid on me here, are you?" she asked in a whisper, keeping her stance wide, prepared to whip Kara down to the ground if the coast was clear.


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#14
Arms were suddenly around her throat which did nothing to stop the color and closeness of the dog. Hands curled around the grip trying to get it off, she turned attention to Kai checking in with a whisper. A shift seemed far away. And yet, if another kick like that to her face happened Kara hadn’t a clue if control would slip with a crack. Should be fine.

With a huff, Kara sent a grin the chick’s way,”Nah.” All it took was the simple word and there was a shift in the were’s stance. Something was planned and likely not good. Grounding her feet, she pushed against the arm while trying to slip out of the hold, unsuccessful in getting out and away before the world tilted up, the ground meeting Kara like a long lost friend with an oof.


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 A grin and a green flag was all she needed. Kai lurched, whipping her body weight to the side and down, dunking Kara against the mat. Fuck, that was empowering! The mechanic grinned broadly, swooping down after her opponent with every intention of snatching her from behind and putting her in a sleeper hold.


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#16
Not expecting the same kindness again, Kara was quick to roll to her back, hearing a quickly approaching Kai before seeing. With only milliseconds to react, she leaned back and then kicked out with all her strength, hands splayed on the floor behind to help in the effort.


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#17
 Shit-kicker! That's what Kai would call that move, Kara's heels plowing into her abdomen and sending her flying back a foot or two. She hit her back with a thud, hard enough that it would have evacuated the air in her lungs if the other woman's kick hadn't already done that! A choked curse fell out of her mouth without any real verbalizing behind it, and she used her inhale to rock onto her feet. Steady breath, take two - teeth grit, she lunged at Kara again, whether she was still on the ground or back on her feet, meaning to pin her to the ground and hopefully evade any more gut-rearranging kicks.


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#18
Honestly, that was more than she had expected, but it brought satisfaction rolling through as Kai’s form went away and down, a grin splitting her face. Kara scrambled up in the precious time that had been bought, readying for whatever came next.

Lifting her torso up as the woman took a breath, Kara tried to take her own steadying one. The woman was back at her in no time and she sincerely made an effort to evade, but Kai found her and the force had the ground frustratingly welcoming her right back. Breath coming out in a harsh sigh, she began trying to wriggle back and forth out of the hold, the dog snapping in her head, suggesting biting that would be refrained from.


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 Down they went! She "oof"ed gently in tandem with Kara for the landing, but grinned wildly all the same, trying to get a solid seat through the other woman's wriggling. She worked to lodge her knees down over the other woman's forearms, dropping her own arm across her opponent's throat, driven by more predatory senses to crush the air out of her. Maybe don't commit murder here! Still, riding high on hitting and getting hit back, she loomed, grinning, over the other woman, waiting for her to tap out, or else... shift, which would be a lot less fun!


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#20
All smiles from her opponent was what Kara saw as she tried to make it as difficult as possible for the inevitable pin. And yet, knees eventually drove her arms down while a woman literally sat a hold onto her. An arm went against Kara’s throat, sending all kinds of warning notes that she grit her teeth against. Maybe, not the best move. The dog pushed for its own chance to lay teeth in, wrangling to get out that she pushed back against hard. They didn't need to shift here. This was expected.

Drawing in a steadying breath and swallowing against what felt like a lob in the throat, she exhaled heavily. Calm. Right hand lifting, went down, palm and fingers tapping the mat to end the match. A ding and it was done. ”Get off, you’re heavy,” she asked with levity as a grin mimicked Kai's own.
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