Sunbeam Lair The game is on Like donkey kong

The cream wolf grinned as she saw Avannon's attention shift to her and her own invitation had been accepted. Muscles tensed up in excited anticipation and golden yellow eyes fixed on the white wolf's movements . It seemed as though it was to be all brute strength for the other female's strategy as she bolted towards the Italian - Menta leaned back a little smugly as she braced for impact.

The white was a solid force, with more mass and stature than the cream had, but Menta had the advantage of knowing what was coming for her. Preparation had done her well as the impact reverberated through her body and claws dug into the moist ground. There was no need to even shake her head to loosen the slight dizziness that the slam had caused; Menta had anticipated being a little off kilter as she quickly whipped around and reached her jaws out for the exposed gruff top of Avannon's neck.