Romance of the Shadow Furries

The ball smashed right on top of his head, but as Yori touched back down to the ground, she was surprised that he was still standing. It wasn't a good situation, already knowing that a man of his size, strength, and weight could easily crush her like a twig if he wanted to. She had already firsthand experiences, having not too long ago been caught in his clutches when she had returned home and was ambushed. Stealth was now no longer on the table.

"What do you think?!" Yori spoke back in response as she leapt into action quickly after landing from her first strike. She'd jump up, attempting to strike out at his head again for a second time. This time she came in with a spinning side kick, not holding back at all.

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The wolf caught both of the by surprised, thinking that they'd be relatively safe this far behind the layers of patrolling gangsters, making their rounds. Of course, the quality of said patrolling was much left to be desired. The two were utterly terrified, never having come across anyone with such a raw furry and deadly intent.

"Basement... in the basement... one spoke as he was being choked out.

"Haneru...my name is Haneru..."

"Idiot, he means the gang... not you... were the Razor Fist gang."

As Yori was attempting to subdue this giant wrestler of mass and weight before anything might occur to her family and herself, she might get surprised over how mentally prepared this one was. Grabbing her kick mid way and leaving dangling on one foot was a terrible situation for an martial artist and more so on a battleground.
Her sole was grabbed so tightly with the giant hand almost crushing her with sheer force "Let's see if you can fly" Said before using her small body as a living hammer with enough momentum to send her crashing through the dojo's main door without regard to her safety.

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Hairou had enough playing with these mooks before understanding that Takibi family was probably in a big trouble with these hoodlums looming around like insects. With a simple push, both guard's heads were shoved into the cracked wall  instantly KOing them and leaving them dangling by his fists "Thanks, but no playtime for the two of you" and like that they were tossed like a bag of trash bags into the nearby dumpster with legs and bunny ears sticking from it, unknowingly to him that hidden cop beneath them was there......

Yori had tried kicking the large sumo, but even that seemed utterly useless as he grabbed her leg right at the end of her spin kick. She was now dangling precariously from his strong hands, sole feeling crushed miserably as she hissed in pain. Anymore and he'd certainly had broken her ankle, or even her whole foot with the strength one like him possessed. It instead went to hurtling her through the dojo door, into the room proper, wood and paper splintering as the traditional entrance was decimated.

The fox kunochi would bounce off the floor twice, skidding partially before recovering the best she could. She was already not in the best spot considering her current condition, but she wasn't going to be beaten again, by a bunch of hoodlums that dared to invade her home, "Alright big boy, time to stop playing with ya," she got into her typical stance, pulling out from between her chest a bladed fan. She'd waste no time in fluttering it before her in a quick motion to fan herself.

With a quick motion she began to rush him, throwing the fan at him as she came in close. Her real goal was to try and distract him aiming to kick his legs and try to hobble him. If she was able to do that she could at least try and do more to attempt to take him out.

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There was an audible cry of pain as the two thugs fell a top the undercover officer. There was a sound of thunder in the distance. A storm was brewing in the forecast but not until later that evening. Besides the distance voice of other gangsters, the manor property was somewhat quiet all things considered.

"H...help... spoke a tired and injured voice.

The sumo gangster panda man was apparently of the pro type who dealt with many challenges before him, ranging from normal gang wars to even brutal one on one battles. Little did Yori knew how tough this cookie was as he slapped the fan taking the bait and receiving a strike to his log-like sturdy leg, almost unbalancing him as he barely wobbled in his place, a necessary core for any sumo wrestler worth their salt. With wide spread legs he would raise one foot into the air to perform his signature sumo stomp hopefully ending this woman's career as a shinobi to her spine.

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Hairou on the other hand managed to infiltrate the almost none existent estate with it's minimum guards unsure why it's little ion man power, hiding between the dark corridors and sneaking silently before noticing how many bun men were unconscious god knows why. Hearing some scuffles around the estate he would try opening an unguarded door hoping to find his golden vixen's in it.

"Woah!" she exclaimed as his stomp near crushed her, what could have been a near fatal blow as all the weight came down his foot with a force that was rather hard to rival. In fact, it cracked the reinforced floorboard of the dojo. She was sure if that she was just a millisecond off, her body could have been so easily broken, like a toothpick. Of course, she had speed on her side, and so continued her offensive, hitting at his legs from behind now.

She smirked, "Gotta be fast than that big boy!" striking at the back of the knee.

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The search was getting closer and closer as Hairou could hear the commotion coming from somewhere in the home. It was obvious others had heard it as he continued to encounter easily dispatched bunny gangsters. He'd open doors, anywhere from closets to bathrooms, until hitting a small zen garden where a group of thugs had their back turned as they quickly made their way to a larger door on the other side. Their leader fuming.

"What the Hell is going on in there!?" he shouts out, his subordinates somewhat cowering.

The sumo gangster was actually having a hard time dealing with the vixen's super speedy attacks that his large limbs were becoming easily bruised with black and blue, a sweat strolling down his head as his hands were trying to nab the little ninja. "Aughh! Just stop it already!" The big guy was mostly used to fighting with larger people of his cali8buer and such situations like this were a bit of a challenge for him.

Hoping to stop her movements, he would stomp into her large dress ornament with the giant red ball into the ground pinning her speedy maneuvers. His large hand came rushing with a lariat attack with a wide arms aimed to guillotine her already injured neck.

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Hairou managed thus far to enter the household without being noticed seeing how the many gun men were sleeping from some reason making his task more easier to sneak around. Crossing and walking around the garden he was hidden behind the door overhearing someone being upset, barely seeing the bunny guards backsides.

Yori was moving fast and quick, attempting as many small hits as she could to his legs and lower body in order to topple him. Every time he'd try to grab at her, the vulpine acting far faster than he could react to do it, "Then get out of my house!" she'd respond, hitting him in the back of the knee. The movement low was just enough for him to stomp a foot down on her ball, stopping her in her tracks

"Wa!?" was all she would could say before his arm struck towards her upper body and neck, sending her flying back across the dojo proper, skidding along the floor before recovering. Even if it was a desperate move, it still hurt bad, Yori being barely in a condition to fight but not allowing herself to quit. This was her home after all and she wouldn't stand for such crooks being here.

It was just then that the group of bunnies and their leader would open the door from the garden, "What the Hell is going on here!?

As things were becoming bustling with too many people who were uninvited in the first place, the wolf ninja could hear unrecognizable sounds and voices that were between angry and upset and probably not from the Takibi family. As he was still insisatigning the place and looking from his hideout behind the door with the two bun men showing his their backs, Hairou tried looking at whom they were talking to.

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The estate was becoming a giant mess with all these many species, a giant panda, two many bunnies, a cat, and all just wanted someone to break and maybe a little quick cash from this house. With the many enemies that entered the fry the vixen should be careful not to get riled up unless she wished from something broken in her already degraded body.

The sumo man would grab a tatami mat from underneath his feet using it with one hand like a giant hammer "Now Now, better stand down before I break your tiny body into little scraps, no?" Said while the other goons would surrounded Yori and unleashing their weaponry between rotating chainmail's and butterfly knives all pointed at the little heroine Hoping to shred her skin off.

Yori's breathing was hard as the previous beating and her fight with the panda was now catching up with her relatively quickly. She dodged the tatami mat now being used as in improvised massive hammer, only to feel the fabric of her clothing, or near lack of be ripped through as a blade narrowly hits it mark, leaving her partially exposed at the right side of her chest. It wouldn't be the only one, but she refused to be taken out again by all these creeps, jumping around and using some of their heads like steppingstones to get behind them and away from the crowd.

She'd manage the feat but sporting an attire that had been cut and hit, her a few managing to slice her with a narrow cut. Yori would tumble out into the garden, exhausted and in pain. There had been just too many of them for to handle, the Takibi style built for dealing with only a few targets, not this many and so direct. She could feel the cool coming night air, trying not to lose her balance as she stood, "Come on boys... light my fire..." she'd taunt.

By the time everyone was gathered outside the main garden the place was crowded with too many people holding sharp objects and blunt weapons to be ignored and all was aimed at the lonely vixen. Yori was alone in this rough battlefield and now she needed to defend herself against the vile clutches of these wire-gloved bunny men and their leaders. The sumo man stepped outside holding his makeshift hammer "Just back and don't make me snap you like a twig!" Demanded as the rest charged to punish her!

A blue furred cat man was watching everything as he leaned on a wooden beam around the garden, flipping his butterfly knife and wondering what's the outcome going to be.

Hairou on the hand was being distracted by the nosey commotion that he opted to see what's going on and prayed to god that Yori isn't in a bloody mess.