Blackfeather Woods You ain't seen nothing yet

Of course she was special - did he not see her spots? She had been kissed by the stars themselves, and what did he have besides a terrible pathetic way of showing dominance? She smirked at him, looking him dead in the eyes, almost awaiting an attack of some sort. Her words had meant something cruel, and her face was showing just what a bitch was under that layer of cute. 

As he jumped at him, she tumbled backwards, sending them a little downhill as a ball of limbs and poofy fur. Astrid was still chuckling, even as he grabbed her fur but not her actual skin. She hoped the tumble would make her come out on top, and physics were in her favor. She was smaller and lighter than him, but their puppy-strength was equal. She tried to grab at him too now, already predicting her the winner of this fight.