The Sunspire When the Sunset Meets the Shadow

Jace was for a moment scared that he had hurt her, but she got to her feet rather quickly and he silently breathed a sigh of relief. He did not like to cause unwarranted pain, and he was a fighter, a brawler but he hated to throw down. It was that simple, but sometimes his temper got the best of him, or perhaps it was the worst of him.

She hit his side with a hard whumph and though he didn’t move very far he did lose his breath for a moment. Before she could take advantage of his lapse of breath, he inhaled and Jumping on his back feet he sprang forward with a small grunt aiming his muzzle and shoulders at her shoulders to unbalance her from the front if he could.