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Deathstorm grimaced,this time putting a large wing to his stomach,staining his primaries with blood. "Ouch," He kicked at Cherrypaw,managing to send her flying into the air. He looked up from his wound and started to walk over towards her,eyes full of hate.
She watched him coming, standing lightly on his feet. Once he got close she darted a little further away, always staying just out of reach.
Deathstorm smiled and lunged for her,using his superb flying abilities to his advantage. He tackled the pullet,grabbed her by the wing and twisting it,making escape impossible. "Now,where were we?"