[center][b][color=ccffcc]Madison 'Nightingale' Johannson - [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/2713188][LINK][/url][/color]
[color=yellow][b]Energy:[/b] 10/10[/color]
[color=00ff00]20[/color] / [color=00ccff]4[/color] / [color=ff0000]6[/color][/b][/center]
Pressing her advantage Nightingale charged forwards with a roar [color=ccffcc]"Rrraaaaagh!"[/color] SHe cried out as loudly as she could, swinging her medical kit over her head with both hands and slamming it down towards the injured dog's head with all the force she could muster.

She felt a little bad about attacking the poor, bleeding creature like this, but then she reminded herself that this was all just a game after all, and that she was here to win. With this in mind she swung her pack again and again, smashing the doberman's head several times in the hopes of stunning it, or knocking it out.

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[b]Attack:[/b] Doberman B - [i]Manic assault[/i]