Stavanger Bay all change

Power-playing a little... let me know if you mind. You're welcome to do the same.

Ragnar coaxed her to show him and, as usual, Junior didn't need to be told twice. Thrumming with excitement, she got into position: legs firmly braced against the ground, head low to protect her throat, tail up to offer balance, ears thrust forward, roach hairs hackling and black lips skinning back from her teeth. Although she wasn't quite moving yet, she wanted to show the Alpha male what she knew about proper preliminary posturing. She was surprisingly methodical about her form, considering her unchained excitement a moment ago.

That energy showed itself again when she exploded forward as if fired from a cannon. Teeth gnashing, she aimed for his left foreleg. He was too quick for her, though, and shifted his leg out of range, leaving her teeth to click together on empty air. Used to landing her hits (most likely, her family had humored her somewhat), she shook her head and snorted, then backpedaled and attempted to renew the attack on the same leg. Someone (she couldn't recall who) had explained to her that enemies sometimes expected the unexpected and that striking the same spot twice might catch them by surprise.