Nimbus Summit Of dust and ash

Giana had been paying close attention to the woman, and when she sprung the Ferretti was ready. She sprung to the side a little too late, feeling teeth scrape her pelt, but no harm had been done. 
      She's quick... But I can be quicker.
The white queen lunged next, clearing the feet between the girls with ease and barreling towards Aerowyn with jaws snapping at whatever she hit. Her aim was the silver shoulder her stormy eyes were fixed on, planning to rip and tear. Hopefully, if she hit at all, she would be able to yank herself away.
Should she hit or not, Gia would back away and await the stranger's move, if not already fighting one off. The woman was young and strong despite the famine, and she was indeed quick, but her lack of a full belly for the past month and a half would drain her energy fast, she knew. This couldn't be prolonged, and her blows would need to be shorter, precise.