Heron Lake Plateau Your love is like a car crash.

Niamh had been willing to spar- and knew that it would likely be good practice, but in this sort of situation, she knew she'd have no luck against Towhee. Though Towhee was her closest friend, and she felt comfortable sparring with her, she also knew that Towhee outweighed her, and likely had more experience than she did, having been higher ranked than Niamh had ever been. In addition to that, there was the fact that Towhee was angry, whereas Niamh felt completely bland, and that would immediately put her at a disadvantage as well. Normally, Niamh would have been up for a challenge- but not on a day like today. Not when they'd lost Screech's trail, and had had to return home empty handed. But still, Towhee needed cheering up, and she'd wanted to get some of her anger out, so Niamh would never walk away from her friend when she was in need.

She was surprised by how quickly Towhee attacked, though, and immediately she tried to bound back and away from Towhee, whose unorthodox attack caught her offguard. Rather than actually going for a bite or hit, she swept her paw along Niamh's side, drawing an unbidden smile to her face, which quickly turned to a look mixed of delight and horror when she realized what Towhee was doing. Niamh was horribly ticklish, and wanted no part in that. "Nonononono!" She cried, immediately dropping to the ground as quickly as one might when told to stop, drop and roll...Which was exactly what she did. Flinging her weight sideways and toward Towhee, she aimed to basically roll the legs out from under her friend if she wasn't quick enough to jump over her or move out of the way.