Redhawk Caldera May the force be with you

Her paws smacked against his snout, harder than she had necessarily intended. She felt a moment of triumph, though as she backed away from him, she frowned a little at his "Ouch!" He didn't actually appear to be hurt, so Wildfire's black tail stirred tentatively. It continued to wave through her uncle's explanation.

"I geddit!" she assured him with an overstated bob of her head. "I just wanna—" she began to say, only for Elwood to invite her to, "Hit me again." She grinned toothily. She had been about to assure him that she wanted to learn both and that she only meant to focus on offense first. But her godfather had read her mind.

Showing none of her earlier hesitation, Wildfire sprang forward, nipping her teeth at his nose. She fully expected him to block her, so the dropped suddenly. In the spur of the moment, she decided to roll when she hit the ground, then start flailing all four of her gangly red limbs at the Beta male.