Kale thumped his gloves together as he looked across the ring at the cat in the other corner. Her name was Deborah, and from what he'd heard from the various other gym-goers she was actually pretty good; their descriptions of her beating various opponents in both boxing AND wrestling had piqued his interest, and so he had challenged her in an attempt to see if all of the hype was true. Deborah had accepted eagerly, and now the two stood across the ring from one another, Kale in his customary black shorts and brown gloves while Deborah wore a green two-piece and gold gloves. Her long black hair swished from side to side as she tossed a few warm-up jabs before she looked up at him, grinning. "You ready?"
"Whenever you are," Kale replied, grinning as well. Biting down a few times to make sure his mouthpiece was in securely, Kale approached Deborah as she reached the center of the ring, extending his gloves to tap. Deborah thumped hers against his, yellow hitting brown before they backed away, getting their guards up and circling. Deborah's tail flicked eagerly, her ears twitching as she waited for an opening. As they continued to circle, Kale took his eyes off of her briefly to see that they had an audience, the various gym-goers now distracted from their own workouts by the fight.
Deborah took advantage of his distraction to shoot forward, one glove swinging in a hard right hook. Kale turned back just in time, ducking low to avoid it. Deborah's punch sailed over his head, ruffling his ears before he swung a left hook at her ribs. They connected with a solid THUD, Deborah grunting in pain as she backed up. Kale straightened up and advanced, shooting out a pair of jabs that she was able to block with her gloves. She countered with a right cross at Kale's face, but he jerked his head to the side, feeling the edge of her glove grind across his cheek as he circled to her left and swung a right hook at her face. Deborah ducked under the punch and then swung a left uppercut aimed at his chin, Kale fighting through the slight burning sensation on his cheek to take two quick steps backward, avoiding the uppercut. The exchange over, they continued circling one another.
She was quick, Kale had to admit. Her moves were sharp, strong, and hard. But while she may have been quicker, Kale was stronger. He would have to hit her as hard as possible to put her down before she could wear him down with her hits.
She took the initiative again, shooting forward and this time throwing a hard uppercut aimed right at Kale's stomach. He spun to the side, feeling the wind from her punch as she went by. Kale bunched his muscles and set his feet, and as Deborah regained her balance after the uppercut he grinned. Gotcha!
A hard left straight rocketed forward, Deborah not having time to dodge it before...
Kale's glove buried itself in Deborah's cheek, turning her head to the side as she gasped in pain. Spit flew from her mouth, the skin on her cheek rolling up far enough to push her eye closed as Kale's glove skated off of her cheek, sending her stumbling to the ropes. Panting lightly, Kale relished briefly in the cheers of some of the crowd. He dropped his guard briefly, watching Deborah as she rubbed her face, leather burns from the hit to her cheek already visible through her fur, matted in the shape of a large boxing glove.
"You okay?" he asked, raising one eyebrow.
Deborah gave her cheek a final rub with her glove and then grinned, nodding. "Yeah. I'm good." She got her guard back up and Kale mimicked her as they advanced on one another again.
The first page of a three-part commission from
, showing my character Kale Jumper boxing his character, Deborah the Cat. Expect two more really quick after this one!