Otter Creek what is dead may never die

Airi smiles with excitement as she felt her blow connect: first blood! It brought a sudden surge of prid that made her instantly cocky as she held onto his muzzle, even as he roared in pain. That her first fight would begin with such a victory already made her judgement begin to cloud. Despite his physical strength, he was nothing compared to her, absolutel-

The girl's happiness did not last for very long after tasting blood, feeling a paw slam into her cheek. She let go with a shriek of pain, but did not let it last for long. She snarled, whirling to take advantage of her slightly perpendicular stance and lunged to grasp his scruff, her paws raising, one above aimed to land towards the base of his head, the other at his shoulders, to help cement the success of her attack, if it came.