Lost Creek Hollow cause everybody plays the beautiful game while out in brazil

You know, given how little she'd been able to spar recently, maybe that was why she was so into it and probably took the spar a bit more seriously.  Terance had humored her.  Or something like that, and she'd appreciated it, even if that wasn't entirely what he'd reasoned when he suggested it in the first place.  Good job maybe accidentally putting her in a good mood.

Treason's tail also wagged as she dragged her teeth through his fur up to the corner of his jaw where she murmured deviously, Too bad we weren't playing for keeps.  At this point in the timeline she was probably (?) sort of joking, but clearly enjoying the momentary bit of power she had over him.  She did let go of his neck at last, smirking as she kept him pinned beneath her for a few moments longer than needed or necessary.  Anyway, she had to let him up eventually so she got up, shook out her fur, and took a few steps before looking back to wait for him.

She liked winning.  It gave her a slightly different twist on her normal self-sure attitude, adding a confident buzz that made it seem like she probably could have kept sparring for days.  Instead of prowling along she moved with a bit more regality, tail slightly arched because Treason was totally the boss for the short term.  But let's be real, if Terance had won instead she probably would have been all over him  because strength and skill were things she found particularly attractive.  Instead, well...  So, pick up some food... Then back to your place?  Apparently she'd decided she liked the idea anyway.