((Off topic,Hope you don't mind i end it early, i can't think of many more ideas for now, and my life is getting a bit more busy for a while. Maybe we can spar again in a few weeks?))
Banana saw his opponents blade raise. He looked around at the area to see his options. The predators glowing eyes were still glowing. He could jump back to the tree, but his ennemie would be ready for that. He could fight back, but his ennemie had the advantage, so he wouldn't have time to strike back. He could block, but that might cost him his arm and any chance of fighting back. Seeing no other options, he did what he thought would be best. Warn his siblings of this evil predator who would take there lives and maybe even there mother's. He screeched as loud as he could, hoping his family would heed his warning. Sudenly, a piercing pain started in his head. It hurt so much he couldn't screech anymore. He started scratching at the predators arm, but it didn't do anything. He was blacking out very fast. The last thing he felt was his warm, acidic blood trickling down his dome. He was dead. It was the end. Or was it?