Blackfeather Woods Dancing on my grave

Yay!

Aeronwyn said nothing to his arrogant statment, merely nodding. Why yes, that she was. He seemed arrogant, eager, something that made Aeronwyn's eyes narrow the subtlest amount. His response only fueled her desire to prove herself, to perhaps knock this male down a peg or two. Though she doubted that she would best him easily, she would, she thought herself a little arrogantly. He invited her to make the first move, and for a moment her mind spun. A lunge for the throat or shoulder would be too obvious, too simple. He would expect that, and it would not serve her well. Her silver eyes glanced at an empty space over his left shoulder, tracking an invisible distraction. After mere seconds, she lunged forward, eyes flicking forward while she was in motion. Her fangs sought to grasp his upper leg, her whole body weight flung forward, and hopefully catching him off balance. 

Would you like to act this out entirely ICly or do a dice roll? Don't mind either way :D