Swiftcurrent Creek swing dancing

"Agreed," she said, though there wasn't much time to lay down any other rules. Fox was moving before Jinx could even blink, displaying more of the speed she had demonstrated in their first fight. Jinx's eyes were more critical on her adversary now, her mind sharpened... She would not underestimate Fox's abilities again. She was quicker to react to the speedy woman's charge, but still not quick enough to avoid contact altogether. The Kesuk managed to turn partway, redirecting Fox from her shoulder to somewhere closer to her collar bone. The impact jarred her even though she'd tried to take the brunt of it with bone rather than tender muscle.

With her own brand of quickness (not as swift as Fox, though), she sought the flat of her opponent's snout, but restrained her bite. She would not inflict a mark upon her superior. At the last minute, before she felt the successful blow shake her jaws, Fox's own parted to place a row of sharp teeth in Jinx's path. Grunting alarm, she swung her muzzle away just in time to avoid a faceful of teeth, and her own raked over the other woman's lips. The pressure she exerted was firm, but harmless, and she parted from the hold immediately.

Seizing the possible surprise advantage that came with avoiding Fox's toothsome trap, Jinx pushed her weight against the smaller female's own body. Here, she would attempt to force Fox off her feet to begin the ritualistic process of pinning the losing wolf... Though their fight was far from over.