Cerulean Cape crustacean frustration

Pipit cut her eyes at the male, narrowing her gaze into slits as he insisted on belittling her frustration into nothing but a joke. She would have been offended, if her spirits weren't so naturally light, and her inclination for competition wasn't so strong; but as things were, she took his words as a challenge, and the petite fawn was not to be daunted by the strapping pirate before her.

She was on her feet in an instant, curving her spine like the arc of a bow as she dug her forepaws into the chilling sand and stuck her rump in the air. Her tail lifted, swinging tentatively back and forth as she targeted him. "Any last words?" she growled, unable to keep the elvish grin from her face before she suddenly lunged at him.

You're free to do whatever PPing ya like ;)