Blackfeather Woods He thrusts his fists against the posts

The others go first, the apparent leader of the group encouraging them on, and she barely sees who is paired with whom. She barely recognizes Kove is with them when one surges for her. Her head is low and she shuffles back only to plant her feet on the ground and garner a little solid ground. It does go without failure as she feels teeth tear against her skin, canines grinding through fur as she yelps out, more startled than anticipated. She is much out of practice and still travel weary from her time alone, and to be rushed into war isn’t what she really wanted to do.
 
Shivali snarls, leaning forward despite the sudden break of her skin, and snaps her teeth around the side of Whip’s face, attempting to latch onto the skin around his ear and tear him away while pushing forward with all she has.