The Sentinels Mean enough to stare your demons down

Aria growled to the male in response, playful yips escaping her jaws. Even in her battle stance the girl was having quite a bit of fun, and found her tail wagging when she wasn't using it for balance. The two were equals right now. It did not matter their rank or status, it only mattered how they sparred. Right now, the pretty wolfess was not ready to lose that opportunity to prove herself 'equal', in a sense. 

She fought on, struggling to keep from being fully pinned and somehow not failing. Perhaps Dante, not willing to kill his sparring partner (go big or go home jeez, that's not how you win stuff) was at a disadvantage. He obviously couldn't harm her or they'd be down a young and able body, so instead he needed to be careful the damage he inflicted. Of course Aria was in the same boat, but unless she stood directly on his throat with all four paws, she probably wouldn't do much damage weight wise. 

And so, when the Beta slipped, perhaps it didn't come as a shock, and Aria was just as eager to roll away as he was. She scrambled to her feet as gracefully as she could manage and stared at the male. She took the time to regain her breath, eyes locked on him to await his next move. She was not ready to lose, but appreciate a 5 second breather, and was sure the older male would take advantage of such aftee their scuffle.