Stavanger Bay Will they ever reach the floor?

As the grey woman crouched again, Doe let her jaw hang open in her fearsome coyote-gape, warning the other female to keep her distance. Shoulders hunched, legs coiled to spring once more, Doe did not feel it when she let herself slip away. Rather, she felt the something else that sometimes lived in her as it rose up to take her place.

Eyes glinting, she searched for an opening, and found herself both pleased and strangely wary as several routes of attack screamed out at her. Why was she intentionally leaving herself open?

This isn't real.

!!! - Oh!

It wasn't real fight; Laggy wouldn't hurt her! She was leaving herself open to teach Doe, and the only way to learn was through trial and error, so... Doe picked the easiest plan of attack, barreling straight toward her and feinting a bit to the left, before darting to the right at the last second and snapping her teeth softly at the shield-maiden's thickly-furred neck. At least, that was the plan - things got a little mixed up when she finally got near enough to the other girl, and she wasn't sure whether or not she'd hit her mark when she tried to slip away again.