Pokemorph 1 x 1 with BlossomTail and Epsilon

[~Tosuka~]

N i c o l e t e
A small shadow came above her, and her eyes closed tightly. What is Drake doing...? Waiting for me to move or something? I can't move anymore...Another burst of coughing came from her, multiple specks of blood landing onto Drake's pants.

[BlossomTail]

Drake wasnt sure why she wasnt attacking, and growled, kneeling down beside her. He ignored the blood on his pants, his eyes still slits as he glared at her. He growled louder, the seal still glowing.

[~Tosuka~]

Nicolete blinked, her eyes becoming somewhat narrow. She slowly pushed herself up, and glared at Drake, who was kneeling down next to her. She raised one of her hands, trying to slap him against the face again. "Keep going!" she hissed at him.

[BlossomTail]

Drake hissed when he was slapped across the face, instantly slashing at her when she did. He screeched at her angrily, growling lowly.

[~Tosuka~]

(Is the only thing he can do is growl/screech? xD)

Nicolete winced, the slash cutting her cheek. A slight flow of blood trickled from the wound, and her arms started to wobble somewhat. She collapsed, her chest now heaving inward and outward. Her eyes closed tightly, another fit of coughing finding her.

[BlossomTail]

((Lol.xD I'm having major writer block/distractions, sorry xD))

Drake smirked slightly when she collapsed, looking pleased with himself. He eyed her, waiting to see if she would get up.

[~Tosuka~]

( Haha, no problem. xD)

Nicolete coughed again, starting to shake somewhat. She was unable to move other than that, and her eyes cast upwards, staring at Drake. Blackness started to sweep into her vision, her breathing getting more raspy and short.

[BlossomTail]

Drake glared at her when he saw her gaze on him. He waited to see of she would make another move, or if he had "won". He waited silently, his eyes still narrowed.

[~Tosuka~]

Nicolete's eyes fluttered again, closing again. A slight amount of blood dribbled from the corner of her mouth, and she curled up into a small ball. Her hands were placed on her knees, her nose sniffling somewhat. Her wounds kept bleeding, tears starting to form in the corner of her eyes again.

[BlossomTail]

Drake watched her, deciding she wouldn't attack anymore. How anger began to die down, and the seal ceased it's glowing. He slowly returned back to his senses, blinking at the figure in front of him.