Terrence's Wabbit Hunt

Terrence got up a little wobbly. He glared at this upstart making fun of him and lunged forward intending to lock up.

Hayate grunted as they both locked up, pushing against Terrence, wondering if the boy was stronger then he looked.

Terrence locked up. He wasn't necessarily strong but after being in this fed for a while he was starting to learn some things. Plus the fact that tai and the other had inducted him into their group was giving him some confidence.

I will show them! I will prove I belong!

And then Terrence would go to break free from Hayate and attempt to dive for one of Hayate's woman-like legs and take him down with a single leg takedown. Terrence would wonder briefly if hayate actually shaved those limbs.

Hayate grunted as he locked up with Terrence, before crying out as he was suddenly taking down with a leg grab, Terrences hands tickling Hayate's soft legs.

"H-hey! I just shaved my legs, dont bruise them!"

Terrence gave him a brief look of disgust as he stood bac up trying to secure the foot of that grabbed leg under his armpit. His own body barely had any hair on it but it was probably due to the act that he didn't mature as fast.

In any event, if Terrence secured the foot he would then try to turn Hayate over and sit on his back for a single leg crab attempt.

Hayate gasped and groaned as he was turned over and cried out as he was locked in the tight half crab.

"H-hey! Leggo of me!"

Terrence was starting to feel somewhat ecstatic. Maybe he could finally win a match on his own. He would start to reach for Hayate's other leg and then attempt to stand up with both ankles in his grasp. His growing euphoria was giving him the arenaline to attempt a move that was usually beyond him, an elevated boston cra similar to the old school Walls of Jericho. Now it remained to be seen if Terrence could execute this move and maintan it for any period of time.

Terrence would be shaking a bit with some exertion as he did and if Hayate did not submit particularly fast to this hold, Terrence might lose his grip and drop his legs.

Hayate cried out as he was bent even further, almost in half as he was locked in the elevated boston crab, screaming in pain and trying frantically to reach the ropes!


"AHHHH!!! Leggo! Let Go!"

Terrence was sweating bullets and his frail body shook as he tried to maintain the hold. If Hayate did not submit in two full seconds, Terrence would suddenly lose his grip and let go, collapsing in a pool of sweat near Hayate.

Hayate cried out as he failed to reach the ropes, the pain being far to much as it blazed across his back and legs, finally, just a second before Terrence would release the hold, Hayate would tap out on the mat!