Phoenix Maplewood i'll wind up working in the thick of it

all good!

indra was so caught up in the pursuit, she hardly had time to disengage as the male flung himself into the ground. they wrestled for a moment, two sparring bodies of russet and grey -- until phoenix managed a heavy limb across her shoulder and pinned her into the dirt. with a growl and a snap she tried to nip along his outstretched arm, though the manner in which he had her held prohibited any force (not that she was trying to hurt him anyway) in her counters.

"never." the redleaf growled in rejoinder, taking a moment to look deep into the copper of his gaze -- and then, with an attempt at a lunge (that could be easily curtailed, given her present position), vied for his grinning muzzle with outstretched jaws.