Zelda Kimson vs Moon Goddess

"Ya say it like it's a bad thing," she scoffed, but cursed quietly when Moon broke free of her grasp. "Shit."

She'd try to get to her feet before Moon did, but she had been on top and would have more of an edge on the race. If she beat her, she'd try and throw a direct punch for her stomach to knock some wind from her. Assuming she breathed, that is.

Moon danced around a little. When Zelda threw a punch Luna attempted to grab her fist. If seccessful Luna would then try to hook her other arm between Zelda's legs and lift her up the mat.

Zelda scowled as her fist was caught by the gracefully bobbing goddess, but yelped when she was suddenly grabbed around her groin and lifted up into the air. “Hey! Shiiiiit!” she shouted, kicking and flailing helplessly, as she knew hitting any of her limbs would just make her drop sooner. The best she could hope for was to connect with Moonâ€s head and knock herself down and try to land on her feet.

"Hold still" Moon said right before Zelda's foot connected with her head knocking Moon onto the ground. She laid there stunned for a couple of seconds.

Zelda screamed in surprise as she actually connected, dropping to the mat and landing on her side. She coughed in a bit of pain, but managed to drag herself up to a sitting position. She'd reach over to grab the Moon Goddess by her shirt and yank her towards her, trying to switch arms to hit her with a clothesline while she sped towards her.

Moon felt her shirt being grabbed as she was pulled towards Zelda. All that Moon did was try to keep the shirt on as Zelda clotheslined her and made her hit the mat. "Ompphh". She had the wind knocked out of her

Zelda quickly moved in behind the goddess, not willing to find out what the wolfish woman could do when on the offensive. She'd wrap her legs around her neck in a figure-four like fashion and squeeze them tight, leaning her arms back and body with it to try and clamp her leg scissors tighter.

"Bet you still have to breathe like everything else, wolfy," she'd grunt.

Moon coughed and tried to breathe. It was true she did need air to survive but she could go longer than mortals when it came to holding their breath. Still she had to get Zelda off. She tried to get her arms free and if she could use them to try to pry Zelda's legs off her neck.

Feeling the wolf-woman pull at her thighs, struggling against her hands but only slow her escape. Desperate to try and stop her, Zelda would start to mutter something in soft, rapid gibberish. It was something she picked up from a perverted pixie's antics at a girl's camp. If she could get it off in time, she'd release a loud whisper of "Probing Hands!", giving the Moon Goddess the sensation of about two dozen tiny hands groping at her sensitive bits at random.

Moon felt like there were a bunch of hands groping her. "EEEE" she cried out as she got off attempting to swat the hands away.