Log:Cat Fight!, Scene 1

There is a strange sight. Just coming out of the gym is a massive figure. Almost ten feet in height and covered in white fur with black stripes. There is a pack ackwardly held in one of her hands as she glances around and then starts to move away from the Gym.

Primal has been hunting. Just what she has been hunting she doesn't know, the scent isn't right, it's wrong in a lot of ways, but it's feline enough to get her curiosity up and the fact that it's also female is enough to get her hackles up, sort of, things are confusing for Primal still sometimes.

Bounding across roof tops at speed and clinging to building walls the smaller feline makes her way towards the source of the old scent and then catches a stronger fresher sign and adjusts course appropriately. The problem with cities is wind can go down any alley, down any street, being altered by the buildings and vehicles and even the fact that it's a coastal city can shift things suddenly.

So it is that Primal leaps through the night air to land on the side of Steel's Gym on the third floor looking down. Her ears flick this way and that as her eyes easily cut through where the streetlights dim in the hunt for her quarry and that's when she finds it. A frown touches her face and she studies the other feline for a few long moments with a sadness growing in her expression.

Tigress is a bit alert in this form, both with her enhanced senses and nightvision, so when a scent comes to her on the wind she starts to look around for it. She sets the satchel down and off to the side and takes a crouch, as her eyes search and then come to rest on the upper floors of the Gym, "Wwooking for Fight?" some of her sounds are off due to the prominent fangs in her mouth. Her voice is deep and almost growly.

Primal springs into the air, flips about and the lands easily on the ground with a spring in her step and stands back up to her full height as she looks at the bigger feline, "I'm not sure yet." She says seriously and honestly, her english not as affected as much by her more human features. "I haven't made up my mind yet." She lifts a shoulder in a half shrug before she folds her arms under her breasts and reaches up with one hand to tap her bottom lip lightly with a claw, looking thoughtful, but still sadness grows again. Her tail swishes slowly back and forth behind her, "Curse?" She asks only half curious, "You're not like me." She seems to be trying to make up her mind.

Tigress shakes her head, "No, I waff born thiff way, wewww, not fuwwwy thiff way." she cocks her head to the side. "I am wwycanthrope. FFhapeffhifter." she adds after a moment. She seems to be looking at Primal for a moment, "Awwien, metahuman?" she asks. She sniffs at the air just a little bit, "Or ffomething Ewwffe?"

Primal wrinkles her nose a bit, "Not a very good mouth for talking is it..." She hmms and leans forwards a bit, planting her hands on her hips to get a better look at that mouth and those teeth, "So, Miss I was born cursed Lycanthrope, what are your intentions in my city. Do you intend to spread your curse?" She straightens up again to her full height, which while usually she's taller than most, isn't quite as impressive compared to the other Tigress. "As for what I am, I'm an immortal tiger guardian spirit embodied in a human host. So!" She smiles fangily (though not as fangily as the other), "Depending on your answer to that question I'll know wether or not we're going to fight. I've never met someone born cursed with lycanthropy before, but Weretigers, oh yes, I know all about them. Much more common than werewolves where I'm from."

Tigress shakes her head and growls a bit. She takes a deep breath and starts trying to talk slowly, "Not Cursfe" she gets it a little closer, "Genetic trait, awww my famiwwy can." she shakes her head and then shrugs, "I cannot infect otherff." she listens to the words that the other spoke. "You know other weretiger?"

"Mmmm." Primal frowns, "Maybe things have changed over the millennia..." She purses her lips, folding her arms over her middle again, tail lashing behind her more agitatedly. "A weretiger is a human cursed with Lycanthropy. When the trigger of the curse is met, usually via the blood of an innocent being smelled, or on certain days or times, and some every night depending on the curse. Some curses are more elaborate than others. Anyways..." She pauses, gesturing with a hand as she does so, "When that trigger is met the weretiger turns either into a mock tiger or a tiger beast, like you are right now, and goes on a murderous rampage until they devour the heart of the innocent or whatever other trigger is met. The curse can be spread by bites and claws during the rampage. At least... that's the way it was in my time. My original time... I am kind of working on outdated info and my memories are foggy... the human ones get in the way..."

Tigress shakes her head, "One moment, mind if I change?" she asks as she looks at her after listening to that.

Primal blinks, "You can change at will? Oh go ahead then." She smiles.

Tigress looks around for a moment and seeing few here, moves back over to her satchel and then takes a few deep breaths. Her muscles start to pop, bones start to crack and her fur seems to fade as if it is being absorbed into her skin. She looses muscle mass and size. Then before long there is a girl there, a young woman, she pulls sweat pants and a windbreaker out of the satchel and put them on to cover her nakedness.

Alisha shakes her head, "Easier to talk like this."

Primal watches the transformation without blinking, intensely curious and then once it's done even while the other woman is getting dressed she starts to circle around her, leaning in to catch her new scent, or see if it's really changed all that much or if it was what she was tracking to begin with. "That looks painful... and... why would you ever want to change?" She asks, "I mean, if you can be superior, why not be superior? Being normal human... ewww."

Alisha looks at her, and breathes a bit easier, "Because it is easier to function in society like this, my instincts are stronger in that and my tiger forms. My blood lust. Its like the tiger is always in me. My family have been weretigers for generations. It might have started with a curse or magic, no one remembers." she says softly, "It skips generations, I first changed when I was 6, spent my first decade learning to control the beast, to not change when I lost my temper, to not be affected by the moon, though my anger still rises around the moon, I control the beast." she looks at Primal. "I am stronger still, and hard to hurt, and all that, its just more when I change." she looks at Primal. Her scent is a bit less, not as strong, but there is still feline to it, like the tiger lays beneath the surface.

"Well..." Primal says with a shrug, "I still think it's an odd thing to do. Tigers are superior to people in every way." She frowns, "Now I don't know what to do with you... if you were just a tiger then we could fight, and divy up the city and stay out of each others hair, but humans... humans don't respect territory..." She frowns, eyes narrowing slightly as her lips purse, "How do I qualify you..."

Alisha looks at her, "Divy up the city?" she asks, and there is a feral look in her eyes for a moment and then she forces it back. "Do we need to have territory?" she asks a bit strained.

Primal smiles, "Well there's two ways we can handle this. We can claim territory for ourselves, and we'll have to fight and see who gets the bigger portion because until you got here this city was all mine. There was this lizard thing a while back, but he was a lizard and wasn't a threat. Anyways, sidetrack... we can divy up the city or you can simply not challenge me and what I say goes. If I want something, it's mine, not yours. If I want a mate, he's mine, not yours." Her eyes halflid briefly and she licks her lips, "Otherwise... yes, /I/ need to have territory, even if you don't. See, so that's the way it has to be."

Alisha cocks her head to the side, and her scent rises a bit, and her eyes flare for a moment, and then she takes a deep breath, "I haven't ever been told that I can't have something." she says as she looks at Primal, "I don't like to have to fight like that, especially since its something that could make me lose control." she shakes her head, "Its a constant struggle to not want to rip someone's throat out." she looks at her for a moment.

"Then I think it's best we fight to see who gets to be queen bitch in charge, don't we." Primal says softly, her voice lower almost sultry as her tail flicks back and forth behind her. She steps closer to the now shorter woman, "Because /I/ am a tigress. /All/ the time. This is who I am. If you can't handle being a tigress then stay human, stay mortal, and stay out of my way. You're either a threat, or you're not." She shrugs, "That's the deal. If you don't want any territory then it's all mine by default and what I say goes."

Alisha loses it. As Primal comes closer the instincts in her flare again and she shows that she is a tigress too. She can't help it. The moving closer became too much of a challenge and she screams out as she releases her hold. Her bones start to pop and crack, her muscles start to swell as she grows, tearing and ripping the windbreaker and sweats. Fur grows from her skin as she becomes the Tigress.

"There's a kitty." Primal says as she watches the transformation again and she is /smiling/ happily like this was the best day in the world. She doesn't transform, her fur doesn't puff out, if anything she lowers her arms to her side and shakes herself out once like she was loosening up or limbering up. Blowing hair out of her face she flexes her hands, fingers flicking out to pop her own claws free as it's about to get 'real'. "Good. You've got some fight in you." She practically purrs and she waits, letting the other feline make the first move.

Tigress growls out, as the pain of the shift fades and she cracks her knuckles and rolls her head a bit, getting used to being in the new form again. She smiles, "Let'ff pwway." she growls and then lashes out with a barrage of attacks, slashing a claw, then the other, then lashes out with her teeth.

Primal is nowhere near as big as the other Tigress, but she is fast. Fast enough to easily avoid all three strikes that come at her by twisting, leaning back, and stepping to the side, "Play?" She tsks, "This isn't a game child." And she steps forwards underneath the outstretched swings of the larger feline and lashes out with a swipe of her own, leading with her claws towards Tigress' midsection and trying to make her /feel/ it. She assumes it isn't going to be life threatening, not if the weretiger is anything remotely as tough as the ones in her memories.

Tigress takes the claws to her midsection and she does feel it, but maybe not quite as much as Primal might have been hoping, her skin seems tough and deflects or absorbs most of it, and she slides back a bit from the blow and gets knocked on her butt.

Primal smirks as the larger cat gets sent sprawling backwards well out of hand to hand range now and so she'd have to move to approach. Her feline eyes narrow, slitted, studying her opponent and the 'wound' or lack there-of left in the midsection of the Tigress. Primal smiles and then leaps forwards try and pounce atop the Tigress, "You're not taking me seriously." She hisses, tail flicking even as she tries to drive her toe claws down into Tigress' body and flip to a perch so she's crouched before the downed feline rather than standing on her.

Tigress growls out ferally as she gets leaped on like that and the claws dig into her flesh again. As Primal lands in front of her she leaps up off her back fluidly landing on her feet and then lashes out with her teeth, trying to seek to score Primal with them.

Primal gets caught flush by the claws, apparently not taking her own opponent seriously and she gets sent flying backwards, instinctively flipping about to land on her hands and feet but she crumples to her knees afterwards and stays there for a few seconds, catching her breath after getting the wind knocked out of her like that. She grins fangily after she recovers though, tail flicking again as her fingers flex her claws once more.

Primal continues to smile, "Strong... Good." She then springs into action, leaping to her feet an in an instant before closing the distance to Tigress and then shooting past in a practical blur! As she rushes past Primal lashes out with her claws trying to strike at the bigger target even as she skids to a stop some 38 meters from the other feline!

Tigress growls, "Fafft." she says as the claws miss her as Primal goes by. She eyes her and then turns and beckons with her claws, "Come Pwway."

Primal hmms and she studies the other feline for a few moments and narrows her eyes. Her tail lashes behind her though it slows and she smiles, absently catching her bottom lip behind a fang for a moment. She then stands up and stretches, "What's the matter? Can't keep up?" She asks in a lazy drawl even as she takes a moment for herself as well. Afterall that one swipe was a painful one. Equal to two of her own!

Tigress growls a bit and then leaps towards Primal, but she doesn't make it all the way, whether limited in her leaping, or something.

Primal cocks her head to the side at the movement, clearly expecting the woman to be able to move further than that. She contemplates and then takes a gamble. Darting forwards again she tries another raking pass at the other Tigress but this time she stops right in front of the larger feline, trusting her speed to carry her to safety! She can't get hit every time, right? Right! That's her plan though as she leads with her claws, trying to sink them into the other feline's flesh and rend.

Tigress gets hit and knocked back. She growls out and roars a bit. She doesn't fall this time and roars as she leaps forward to land in front of Primal again.

Primal smiles as the other feline gets sent flying backwards again, and when she leaps right into primals face again she asks, "Am I playing good enough for you?" Even as she swings with both hands in a quick flash, slashing at Tigress with her claws once more!

Tigress growls and howls again as Primal slashes at her though the strike isn't as powerful so she doesn't go flying back though it does score her a bit. She shakes her head and then slashes her own wicked looking claws at Primal.

Primal is a lot tougher than she looks too, and though the claws land true, even though the smaller feline tried to avoid them they don't manage to cut into her skin. They do however shave fur off and open up slashes in her top baring fur underneath! Fortunately like Tigress the fur does protect her modesty as well, even if she does wear clothing... at least a /little/ bit. She hisses and then smiles, "Mmm ok... good, now we can settle this." And she flexes her hands and claws again. Settling this might take a while indeed.

Primal looks down at her shoulder and chest where she was struck and watches the hair regrow quickly and she frowns, "Oooh that itches worse than the shirt does..." She scowls and then looks back to Tigress, "So you want to play like that do you?" And she lashes out in a quick strike, this time angling her claws for something more mortal than she had before, "Like blood, let's see your own!" She hisses as she tries to claw Tigress' throat out!

Tigress roars furiously as that scores and while it doesn't do a lot, it does cut really really deep. The wound does clot rather fast but its a deep laceration. She looks at Primal with feral anger and lashes out with her claws again.

Primal leans back to avoid the more angry swipes of the larger feline and her nostrils flare wide at the scent of blood, her eyes widening also and ears twitch. She licks at her claws, tasting the other felines blood for a moment before she presses the attack. This time it's her other hand lashing out, in a more powerful blow than cutting, trying to send the larger feline flying again! "Give up. You can't win." She suggests with a roll of her shoulders in a shrug, "There's no shame in losing. I am thousands of years old. You're just a kitten."

Tigress gets knocked back a little but keeps her feet and shakes her head as she gets a little scratch, "You give up, you no hurt me." she roars.

Primal smiles, "Then I guess I'll just have to try harder. Oh, and you're bleeding. Shall we see how much blood you can lose before you fall unconscious?" And then she lunges forwards again, closing the distance rapidly before slashing upwards with both claws trying to cut into the other felines belly and keep pushing her back and away!

Tigress growls, "That Tickwweff." though she does off a bit as she gets knocked back considerably landing on her butt. She kicks up to her feet, landing in a crouch and then leaps at Primal, slashing with wild abandon.

Wether it's luck, skill, or just fate for whatever reason Primal isn't able to avoid any of those wildly powerful attacks and she is struck all three times. None of which cause the feline to bleed, but she oofs at the second and then the third swipe sends her flying backwards where she hits the ground hard, not even trying to land on her feet like she normally does. After she slides to a stop Primal lays there, limp, and unmoving except for her breathing as she's been knocked completely unconscious by that rampaging set of blows!

Tigress moves over and sits on her, well not quite sits on her but more stalks around her in a bit of a predatory manner, making sure just isn't faking.

It'll be at least 15 seconds before Primal starts to move, which is a good long while really but she groans softly after only six, starting to come around and come to her senses even if she's not capable of getting up and fighting immediately! She's clearly alive, and not even really hurt, just knocked around to the point of unconsciousness. Not that any bruises would be able to be seen what with her coat of fur, but she's definitely not bleeding or in any danger of dying.

Tigress cocks her head to the side as watches her, "Continue or have I proved my strength." she growls, she speaks really slowly so her words are understandable.

"Alright alright..." Primal says as she comes to and starts to pick herself up, "You win. Whats yours is yours." And she pulls herself into a seated position, raking clawed fingers through her hair and stretching her arms up over her head. "Karma is what it is, and I lost." She smiles, shrugging, "Good fight." Then she is standing up and brushing herself off. She apparently, holds no grudges at all. "What territory do you want and I will stay out of it."

Tigress cocks her head to the side, and that laceration is healing now, the flesh knitting together and fur starting to grow back. She looks at Primal, "We share territory, there is abundance here. And we might both be needed fight those who do wrong." she speaks slowly still, "I will not interfere unless you try take something I want." though she names a single block, "That is completely off limits, just as one block around your den."

"No." Primal says, "You won. You can go anywhere in the city." She smiles, "If you go somewhere I don't like, then we will fight again and next time, I will take you seriously." She says happily. "I wonder if this will convince Pendragon to let me go around without shirts on..." She muses thoughtfully, looking at her own torn up top after that fight and those cutting claw strikes. "I doubt it," She sighs, "That woman is a prude... I blame King Arthur..." What's she talking about now?

Tigress looks confused for a moment and then offers a large clawed hand towards Primal, "Good fight, need those now and again."

Primal reaches out and takes the hand but she doesn't shake, instead she licks the back of it then rubs her cheek on it, like she might be grooming another feline. She'll let go the moment Tigress pulls her hand back of course, but clearly, for the moment, Primal's not being the dominant type. "Mmmm we'll fight again. Later." She says happily, "I'm glad you're strong though, it doesn't do for a Tigress to be weak."

Tigress doesn't pull back at all, letting that be done to her hand, "You are strong too, not weak." she says softly, "Fast." She nods her head and gives a toothy grin. "Would introduce you to family sometime, but that would lead to lots of fights." she chuckles.

"Oh I know I'm strong." Primal says releasing Tigress' hand after that bit of cleaning and then she bounces on her toes like a chipmunk with ADD. Her tail switches behind her lazily, "I've fought and killed demon lords and demonic power armor and well, didn't kill a bunch of other guys but fought a lot." She smiles fangily, "And wouldn't fight your family, be their territory, not mine. Be very rude to do that, I couldn't hold it anyways. This is my home, for now. In a century... who can say?"

Tigress nods, "Maybe come for visit, we have 1000 acres in the mountains on the western states. left mostly wilderness, we hunt traditionally." she says and then looks at her and nods, "That is one reason I come here, to take photos in another."

"We'll see." Primal says simply enough, "I have school still, so maybe in the summer." She looks around, "Oh... and I have class in the morning! I should go sleep or I'm going to miss it." She grins fangily, "I'm Primal, but you can call me Anahi. That was my name before I became this."

Tigress nods her head, "I am Alisha, or Tigress." she says softly.

Tail flicking behind her lazily Primal waves a hand towards Tigress, "Bye Alisha, see you around. Maybe we'll get to fight some bad guys together." She grins and then takes off, at a good clip, outrunning all the cars on the street before she leaps up into the air and onto a building rooftop and out of sight!