Swiftcurrent Creek but dreams come slow

Njal's partial attack (5 HP damage) + Jinx's partial dodge (-5 HP damage) = 0 HP net damage.
Current HP: 17/24

She was not allowed long to be frustrated about her failure. Njal's breath whistled through his fangs into the air near her face, warding her away, and she failed to see it for the distraction that it was. Jinx was unpredictable in some ways, but often forgot that other creatures might also be unpredictable. To her, his snap was his offensive move. So when she felt his legs press upon her spine and felt his weight hoisted above her, adrenaline rushed through her system and she growled a warning, uncertain what he was doing. It didn't seem that he was mounting her maliciously, however, and with a few wriggles she managed to pull herself out from under him and paced a few steps away to give both wolves extra room.

From here, she spun about and began a head-long charge at him. Her mouth gaped open, her tongue and gums flashing pink warning signals as she closed in on him and struck for the side of his neck. Her intent was to grab and hold, firmly enough to keep him there but not enough to draw blood or otherwise injure. It was not prudent to harm a pack mate, even when the heat of battle pumped through their veins and invigorated them as it did Njal and herself.