Sunbeam Lair The weather outside is frightful

Airi smiled, the prospect of fighting taking over her brain. The possessive, furious dragon-part of her flared to life, barely absorbing most of what Avannon said. Duck underneath the larger wolf, use your size to your advantage, blahblahblah. All this was obvious. She wanted a real fight; something that these larger wolves could not truly give her. 

As Avannon's paw raised, Airi ignored Avannon's instructions and fought her own way. She knew she had to dodge, to slip and slide underneath the larger wolf. The Draconid dodged to the side, now facing the shoulder of Avannon's other front paw; the one that stayed to the ground. With a push of her hind legs the vessel slammed into her shoulder, attempting to tip the woman over.