Rise, and rise again

So much for trying to get his dad off balance for a chance to get him out of the ring. Kotori was grabbed, brought down to roll on the ground, and a paw outside of the ring.  Glancing at that the proud boy’s ears flattened in anger.  The challenge was fun but his own pride was bruised now.  It didn’t matter that his adversary was dad who he’d never been able to beat up to this point, it still wasn’t acceptable that he lose.  Kotori couldn’t let himself fail!  

Kotori got up, a fierce stare at his father.  He loved dad but right now he wanted to thrash him good! Kotori ran in, mouth open and lowering his shoulders as if he might be getting ready to jump for another head-on clash.  This time Kotori aimed to slam his horns into his dad’s chest if his chest was still there.  If his dad’s head was in the way Kotori would at least try to shift his target to his dad’s shoulder, not wanting to stab him in the eye or anything.  Once again it was trying to get his dad off balance to get him out of the ring.  

This was in a number of ways harder than just a regular fight.  Easier to try and win with some well-aimed bites than having to move his bulkier father and his dad already knew what Kotori wanted, to move him and that was also in dad’s favor.

"Kotori Fatalis"