Battle of the Shadow Furries

Yori would continue to to jab with her fan, not getting anything in edge wise as Hairou managed to deflect it, pushing it off to the side before attempting to strike her with a spinning kick. She'd back with impressive flexibility, forcing her to flip back a several feet with an impressive flip. The vixen would in spectacular fashion toss aside her jacket and in spectacular fashion completely completely changing into her rather revealing kunochi garb. She'd land down on her feet gracefully, her chest bouncing around somewhat in the strained material. The old Takibi family clothing change technique, passed down through family for several generations.

She grabbed a new fan in her hand, pulling it out from between her breasts before opening it, slowly fanning herself, "Well then, it looks like you have me, what do you want exactly?" she says pointing her fan towards him.

Changing clothes in such a swift quick backflip? The Takibi family sure wasn't a mere hoax of a ninja group. But, he commented mentally on her red attire that exposed her assets. She was a kunoichi so that was to be expected, he thought.

"Nothing personal or grudgingly. Just desired to test my skills after being dormant for so long" As he finished his words Hairou began walking slowly, gradually taking speed to get closer. His light body jumped into the air to meet Yori reminding her this wasn't a good time to relax, feet going for an axe kick right to guillotine her forehead.

"Rather rude way to ask for a first date then huh?!" she says just before he began to gradually charge towards her, jumping up into the air before attacking her with a guillotine style axe kick aimed straight for her head. If it wasn't for her own quickness and agility she would have easily been hit by hit it, jumping back as his the kick nearly grazed her. She'd toss at him her open fan as she then went in for her own attack, throwing out a left hook while preparing for right spinning kick.

"No roses either!" she said as she put on her own attack back at him.

If she would be defeated by this attack then the fun would be over which he was glad it wasn't. This vixen's senses were also sharp which might be troublesome on the long run. No, a countermeasure well be needed later on.

Hairou easily backstopped from the hook yet at the same time applied the same spinning kick forcing both their shins to collide. As soon as his foot touched the ground hairou plunged forward his arm aiming at Yori's throat with the his index and middle finngers.

Yori would no doubt not be an easy opponent to defeat. While she held back most of her talents in the ring she wouldn't here, for a ninja a mistake could be a matter of life and death. Such a mistake as leaving herself open as he stopped  the left hook and blocked her kick with his own. He was quick to try and push the advantage, aiming to strike her throat directly.

Her eyes wide, she moved to dodge out of the way of the strike, feeling it as th middle and index grazed the side or her soft throat. She'd retaliate back by whipping her tail right back at his head. Aiming a hard round ball that was fitted to it.

For a moment he thought this would be the finale against Yori but her sharp reflex was prove of her mastery of the dark arts. Maybe such dirty maneuvers should be used rarely, he thought, which might lead to her being too careless in the end.

The sight of what looks like a large red marble coming for his snout was a rare view, shocking him as he backed away wobbly and back crashing into a tree trunk. "Who would actually attach such an ornament on one's outfit?!" The wolf was bewildered by her choice of feminine accessory.

The impact of the hard ball obliterated the side of the tree, causing it to splinter with nit even a scratch to the ball. She'd hold to her tail, now standing a somewhat safe distance smirking, "Old Takibi family technique, passed down in the family for over ten generation. If you like that," she said before making some sort of sign with her hand and swinging the heavy ball towards him again.

The ball would suddenly spark as it skidded against the concrete path, catching fire. A flaming ball now headed towards him, "I'll show you some more cause I'm all fired up!"

What was worse, her puns or the fact she wanted to to burn his fur to crisp? He pondered silently. Though he never saw such a use for a fire technique like that. Usually fire jutsus would be blown from the mouth but Yori sure knew how to use it differently.

Hairou simply jumped above the fire ball that struck the the tree with a burning mark as pushed his body from the tree darting for Yori. His body twirled like a screw cutting the air with both feet pinpointing to stab her belly.

The fiery fox kunochi thought she had this, unrelenting in her assault as she twirled her tails around her, spinning herself in a torrent of flame. She used ki to control, intensifying the blaze as much as she could with it. However again it appeared that Hairou was able to avoid most of her attacks. It was somewhat annoying but she suspected that she was dealing with a rather skilled individual.

Once again he found his opening through the fiery flames of her attacks, a hard feat to do, spinning through the air to strike her stomach, the first strike to land in this fight as she was thrown back. The vixen would flip over on the ground, landing a few feet away in in a kneeling position, one hand at her stomach as the flames sizzled out.

He felt relived that he managed to strike her with all her dancing around but now she's wide open. The kunoichi weren't that of an easy opponent and mostly used their willy charms to their advantages, but now Hairou planned to give her the royal treatment.

"Here I go!" The wolf dashed towards Yori like a speeding arrow as he jumped above her crouching body. His paws latched benetah her armpits as he flipped forward using the momentum to toss her to the other side with brute force.