Ouroboros Spine In the fell clutch of circumstance

y'wanna start the roll dye thingy!?!

Tonravik was very, very still as Kroc's demeanor changed. She stiffly feinted forward, but only managed a small hop, to provoke Kroc into action. Her ears fell backward defensively, and Tonravik offered a low growl, waiting. Tonravik was more than happy to spar with the other, that in itself her own form of play. It was something she enjoyed after all. Her own tail offered a sweeping wave.

She remained in place, waiting for Kroc to come against her, distributing her weight equally on all fours and narrowing her eyes. She waited patiently for the move of her subordinate.