"And our next constant is the one you've been waiting for! He's a real brute, that one. No wonder he's managed to climb his way to the finals!" A loud, clear voice rang through the arena. Ajax's throat began growling as the crowd underneath the arena began muttering in excitement. It was another day of merciless fighting, and Ajax could already predict how his day would go like. More tussles with masked cats he'll never know. Definitely three or four bruises scattered all over his body. Maybe a scratch or two, bleeding on his flank. And of course, a very "hearty" supper of oatmeal with his siblings. He wished he could do more for Benny and Cammy...

"His opponent is the stalker of the night, the terror of your dreams! Though, it looks like he's been having rather a difficult time winning battles, eh?" chuckled the speaker. Ajax's fur bristled in embarrassment as a couple of other cats sneered at him. /Talk about ignorance,/ he bitterly thought, crackling his neck. His opponent jumped over the ropes. Oh boy, this was going to be a fun one. Ajax could tell although scrawny, this cat had one terrifying feature: those terrifying gauntlets, complete with long, sharp stone talons.

"Aye, looks like you'll be my opponent today, eh?" the cat spoke in a thick accent and he gave a grin- or at least what Ajax thought would be a grin. It was hard to tell underneath the mask.

"Yep, and you're going /down,/" Ajax calmly responded, tensing up his muscles. "Whenever you're read-" He didn't get a chance to finish his sentence, because the cat then lunged forward, claws outstretched. Ajax only managed to duck his head, but the next thing he knew, the cat had landed on his back. With a snarl, Ajax twirled around and attempted to shove the cat