Iktomi vs Toraki - forest battle

"If it's like this... okay, then. Let's fight!" She got ready for the second round as Toraki came closer. Predicting his attack, she crouched and put her arm in front of her midsection, blocking his two strikes. As it was expected, his strength wasn't exactly impressive in this new form, but he was also a great deal quicker. Because of that, Iktomi couldn't react in time to the other part of his attack, and his sweep hit her ankles squarely, making her lose her balance and fall on her butt. "Ah!"

"Aha... gotcha!", exclaimed the cub-looking fighter, crouching back for a moment (which gave him the looks of a furball playing the part of the "feline predator"), before he would pounce onto the grounded opponent, his soft paws pushing her shoulders down while his small frame straddled Iktomi.
"You give up?"

Iktomi looked up at Toraki, just as he straddled the ample chest where he had slept moments ago. Her shoulders were pinned down to the ground, but in his current size and weight, Toraki had left most of her body free to move even after being straddled. "I'm not giving up from this!" Iktomi said before suddenly turning her body to the side, trying to displace Toraki and send his small frame rolling away.

"Gasp...! Mrwewrr..!!". Toraki made a funny sound as he was almost flung away by Iktomi's sudden maneuvre.

Though, he was still a half-feline, so he quickly rolled onto an all-four position, ready to pounce his opponent again.
Which he was planning to do as soon as Iktomi would stand up, willing to jump forward for an aerial full body tackle with his small frame.

It was a mistake he often fell into when into his diminutive form, that to overstimate his current chances to perform power moves successfully.
"Here i come..!", he yelled, either tackling Iktomi down... or jumping matter of factly into her awaiting clutches.

As Iktomi recovered and got up, she saw with the corner of her eye that Toraki was standing on all four paws, looking like a small but feral tiger. It wasn't hard to see what he intended to do, so she readied herself for it as she got to her feet.

Even with her prediction, Toraki's fast pounce was a challenge for Iktomi's reflexes, but she was able to catch his body in mid-air at the last second. She staggered back but didn't fall, and in the end she was holding him up awkwardly with one arm around his shoulders and the other one at the leg.

"Mrwewrr...W-What the...???", he would blush bright red, realizing that his supposed-to be power move had ended in his smaller body being cradled in Iktomi's arms, his eyes blinking in uneasiness.

Iktomi looked down at the tiger cub between her arms; now that she had caught him, she was unsure of what to do with him. But, since she was already in position, she decided to counter his power move with one of her own, lifting him to shoulder height before slamming him to the ground.

"MYAWRR..???!! Unghrrr.....!!!" Toraki's current size would make him an easy prey when it came to power moves, so he could not avoid getting slammed into the grass, where he laid stunned for a moment trying to recover, dark spots dancing before his feline eyes.