Moonspear some legends are told

A big part of why she enjoyed casual spars as much as she did stemmed from the fact that she didn't need to calculate her moves extensively when it was in company like him. Without serious risk looming over her, she could just go with it, and whatever happened, happened. She wasn't afraid of a few little bruises and scrapes even if it got rough enough to be like that, so she always felt light and alive in these settings -- so much so that she wasn't even minding of the racing of her heart or just how close they were, and was only reveling in the sensations. She didn't want this to be temporary.

Some of her nips landing their marks gave her something to focus on until his ridiculous face distracted her. Toothy grins and more snickering laughter followed, even maybe a bit at his apparent indecision too. But, even with nips derailed and then discontinued afterward, she got her leg back somewhere in the process and rolled to upright.

Once she was standing again, Amekaze shook out her coat and squared her paws up before she decided how to proceed. She waved her raised-up tail invitingly, and coaxed him with a playful growl since she wanted the challenge.