Heron Lake Plateau It takes you back to from where it is you came

Just gonna go off the book rather than rolls.

Clearly, someone had put in some good time teaching Kiwi how to dodge. Though she could be surprised, she was still quite light on her feet- likely a trait she would bring with her into adulthood if she maintained her small, fleet frame. It would work to her advantage as long as she understood that her greatest strength might be speed; in which case, she would also have to face the fact that she may have to bow out of certain fights when faced by someone who could kill her as soon as they got a hold of her. What Niamh wanted to see was how long Kiwi would remain on the defense- as would be her best call when faced with someone with training and credits like Niamh- or would she foolishly try and throw her chance out the window for the sake of landing a few bites? 

So in this situation, where Niamh's experience and build gave her the upper hand, she decided to press Kiwi and force her into a tough decision, to draw from the girl either a fight or flight response. Naturally, flight would always be her best answer in a case like this- but did she know it? Niamh fearlessly remained in close proximity, and leaned into Kiwi's blow knowing that the slap of her paw wouldn't hurt either of them at all. But she whirled with a sudden ferocity, snarling and snapping her jaws as she aimed directly for the girl's shoulder once again, but a bit higher- aiming to grab Kiwi by the neck with her bared fangs. A power move, as she wanted to shove the girl to the ground and then wrassle her into a more vulnerable position- but that was Kiwi's call. Now was her moment to choose fight or flight- a lesson that Niamh herself was only recently beginning to learn.