Ouroboros Spine for my unconquerable soul

They were quick, when compared to one another. Both were large, both had the same abilities on the field. Their speed was one and the same, neither truly out of practice. He peeled away from her and was able to orient the whole of his body forward, and again they were head on. He was quick to advance, and Tonravik watched him rise to go for her nape. She moved to skirt away, but certainly not before she felt him there... and she knew, were this a serious battle, he would have been given the opportunity to grab hold and push. She was swift to shift gears, keeping close.

Her left foreleg lashed out to attempt to wrap around a presently unlocked foreleg. Her other legs she rooted, and her jaw dipped easily over her throat. The attempt was quick, for if she succeeded, and even if she did not, she would ground that leg again. It was a truly bold move, but she kept her leg close to her body while also keeping close to him.