Emral points a single flaming finger at the Boneral, his lips twitching in unspoken vengeance, and moves into the stadium.
Let's do this!
with that THE COAT! starts thrumming out a thumping baseline reminiscent of Queen's "another one bites the dust". Emral prowls forward to it, but not in a walk or even a revenge-fuelled charge. No, the fiery intensity of this movement is a dance! The primal dance of those two great tribes, the Jets and the Sharks, off to make war upon one another: a crouched gate, then a lunge, then slide, slide, slide, stop! Leap, roll, spin, back into a crouched gate, then bam bam bam, clap!
[sblock=ooc]Okay, let's see a map! I want to know where twinkle-toes is spreading death and destruction.[/sblock]