Only Death Can Stop Me

Zhavvi was glad for the brief pause she got to catch her breath. But the break was a bit too short so she didn't expect Kivi to jump her. The slender female was knocked over on her side. "That was unexpected." But she wouldn't let herself be floored like that. She was more determined. She would need more focus. She hopped back to her feet the moment she could and then nodded courtly. She listened to her surroundings. The sounds she wasn't used to. So they distracted her for a moment when a weird bird twittered loudly. This caused Kivi to tackle Zhavvi again.

She let out a frustrated growl and raised her tail. Damn Birds! "Again!," she huffed, ready for another attack. This time she would dodge it. She had learned from her father to listen with her paws. Something that was really useful. She had not only scent, ears and eyes but also her feet. She learned how she could feel the tramping of Bison, now she needed to adjust that scale to soft wolf steps. She concentrated, even closing her eyes so she could hear and feel better. At last, and just in time, she dodged the next attack.