Redhawk Caldera Hitting the tables without you again

Peter had little time to avoid the swipe - it hit him directly in the chest and he toppled over like a beetle. "Ow!" he huffed and blinked few time, looking up in sheer surprise. He did not know, what kind of game this was - usually he was offered a paw or tail that "ran away from him" not attacked him directly. So changing the roles and becoming the figurative "prey" was something entirely new. 

He rolled to his side and lifted his head to eye Peregrine quizzically.