Silvertip Mountain Not to young

Zaria opened her mouth, all went in slow-motion for her. Once she tried to clamp her teeth into Fitz' butt nothing was there. She took a bite of the thin air, grunting softly. What she hadn't expected was that Fitz instantly moved forward towards another attack, which was for her too late to respond to anything. Zaria was a slender thing so when Fitz, a good sized male, went into an attack like that Zaria was easily unbalanced. The female was thrown into the grown by the impact. This was not something she was expecting to happen, she was never really leveled.

Yet, the female wasn't going to let herself be put in the ground like that. But curiously she stayed on the ground, curling up like a smaller ball, hiding her face, as she made whining sounds. It had hurt but not so badly like this. The trickster of a girl was going all out now. Once Fitz would come in close to check what his attack would have she would launch another attack to anything that was close to her, probably his neck though. Zaria wouldn't be Zaria if she wasn't going to have some trickery in her fights.