Still causing trouble

Citadel hit the cat hard, his shoulder colliding with its chest as it knocked him to the ground. He was big, but he wasn't his full size yet. His heart was hammering, and an odd emotion was running through his system. Was that fear? He didn't feel fear in battle, he felt excitement. But its bunched legs, and eyes on his cousin had set his heart racing, and he couldn't chase the feeling away. Fear, real fear.


It's paw came down towards his head and he jerked himself to the side, so it's claws scraped across his crystal crown instead of flesh. An odd vibrating ring sounded in the air as it's claws changed the mutation. He raised his own impressive bear paws and smacked it across the nose, even as he scrambled backwards. He needed a better vantage point. He needed breathing room.