Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-69.31.217.91-20141120035513/@comment-24408187-20141127013652

Char held his jar and gasped, winded. Clean boxing was not going his was not going his way, time to fight in his own more street style.

He watched Sob rebound up and siftly swept his legs out from under him knocking him to the mat before singeing the tips of the fox's hair with his breath, roaring loudly. Before finally just geting mad and kicking the boy in the stomach.