Mcnus was panting. His latest sparring match with Aileen got out of control. They were fighting on the field, then a forest, and somehow they ended in a cave. Fighting in the dark was no problem for their feline eyes. The problem was the destruction they caused within caused the cave to collapse. Aileen refused to let that stop her. She kept fighting, destroying the walls of the cave, but ultimately bringing it down on herself rather than continue the fight outside. The black cat was exhausted. All of his fights with Aileen left him out of breath. This one wasn't the exception. She was buried under rubble. He was sure she was still alive as he saw her survive worse. That being said, there was one major difference in this spar. One that he just realized when he felt the sunlight and fresh air hit him. "I won," Mcnus told himself as he sat on one of the few rock walls that remained in the cave. All of his fights with the cougar ended with him losing badly, usually with a paw to the face by the end of the fight or after it as a celebration of victory. This time, he wasn't the one lying on the ground getting squished by paws. I wonder if Aileen will reward me for my victory or she'll be a sore loser about it. Better not think about it. I'll just enjoy my win. His ears picked up a sound coming from the rubble. Mcnus felt his hairs standing up as he slowly turned his head to the mountain of dirt and stone, noticing that two corners were moving. He wanted to stand up and leave, but he realized he couldn't move. Fatigue and fear froze him to the core. Please just let her be asleep. BOOM! Two large muscular legs burst out of the rubble. They carried cyan tattoos on the thighs and silver anklets. The left leg was more adorned with tattoos as it had two sets of rings on the calf and one on the paw that he got to see up close many times. "MCNUS!" Aileen screamed from under the rubble. However, from the cat's perspective, it looked like her paws were alive and talking to him. Considering that Aileen had a number of paw techniques in her unarmed arsenal for grappling, he wouldn't be surprised if those appendages had mind of their own. This time is going to hurt. I know it will. The legs lunged at him. Instinctively, their knees folded to avoid crashing paws first into the wall or empty space. The change in angle caused the legs to accurately reach Mcnus, precisely on the head. SMACK! SMACK! The left paw slapped him across the right side of the face. It's size was greater than his entire head, a fact he knew from his first paw-to-face encounter with Aileen. He felt her toes clamp on his skull like that time, the only difference was the angle and that she was pinning his ear to his eye, blinding and deafening him in one side of the face. The right paw slapped him on the left side of the face one second later. Fortunately, she aimed slightly higher so she didn't catch his ear between her toes. The drawback was that the higher angle exposed his face to more of her paw, giving her a better grip than its sister. That's not fair. She's buried in rubble! She can't see me! How can she wake up, kick through stone squashing her, and then put me in a perfect paw hold without looking?! The paws squeezed. Mcnus grunted as he felt the cougar use the full strength of her legs to tighten the vice grip of her paws. He even saw her leg muscles bulging. He threw a pleading look at the packed dirt where Aileen was buried. He imagined her grinning confidently or scowling at him for getting the best of her. He tried to beg. He tried to give up. But the paw squeeze prevented him from vocalizing. "Mcnus..." Aileen spoke. Her paws tightened the hold. This time though, her legs pulled. The small cat grabbed the cougar's ankles as she bodily lifted him with her paws. He started kicking his legs in defiance, but it was futile. No escape was available and no resistance could be given. WHAM! Aileen pushed with all of her leg strength. Mcnus was slammed against the rock wall where he was leaning. The back of the head hit the wall hard thanks to Aileen tilting her paws at the last second to maximize the impact. I should have run away when I had the chance. "We..." Aileen pulled him again and slammed him. A crack formed from the impact. "Are..." Aileen tightened her hold by gripping harder with her toes, squeezing with more paw pressure, and adding more leg strength. The resulting impact sent fissures across the wall and the floor. "Not..." Aileen added more variety by lifting Mcnus in the air before slamming him with perfect accuracy on the wall. The added gravity caused pebbles to jump from the collision. "Done..." Aileen pulled and twisted the black cat's neck for roughhousing before giving him the next slam. More pebbles rained, but this time Mcnus was seeing stars. "Yet!" Aileen punctuated her sentence by slamming harder. Yet more pebbles rained. This time, there was a small tremor. It's official. I lost. Aileen squeezed and squeezed until Mcnus felt his vision blurry. Then she softened her grip and adjusted it so that Mcnus realized her paw position when he could see better. Both paws were on his face, gripping it. She was ready for a double-barreled kick push. "Game over, Mcnus..." Aileen pushed with all her strength. The paws slammed the black cat's head into the rock wall, pulverizing the rock into tiny pieces. Without the obstruction, Aileen's legs were free to extend to their full length with Mcnus still clamped on the paws. Once the limit was reached, Aileen's paws uncurled the toes, releasing Mcnus from the hold and sending him flying to the ground. The blow took its toll on Mcnus. Between exhaustion and multiple head banging, the last blow finally brought him to the edge of unconsciousness. As his eyes were closing, his last sight was focused on the tan paws stretching and wiggling their toes in victory. Somehow, despite the pain, this is all worth it. I wonder what those paws will do to me when I wake up. Satisfied with his performance, Mcnus finally slept, dreaming of his next encounter with Aileen's paws.
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