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She remained unaware of what exactly consumed him. If it was just the welcome of an outlet to vent his frustrations, or a deeper desire to get the blood moving in the thrill of the fight, she could not know. For her, it was the latter of course. That.. and she liked seeing Swiftcurrent wolves in this way when given the chance. Just to see what they could do.

And it seemed they had a penchant for looking to smash her shoulders. She had grazed his chest, of that she was aware, but he was quick with a retaliation. Amekaze sucked in a quick breath to prepare; he was reared up, and coming down fast. She took some of his force, as she had to, but instead of bracing against it she went with its flow and tucked herself down low. There was a fleeing moment of vulnerability as she rolled away yet she did all she could to keep it quick, and her legs close to her to guard in case his teeth were swift to follow.

As soon as she was able, she righted herself and created some distance between them. Her shoulder ache from Danica was renewed, but adrenaline kept this thought on the back-burner. She swung around him to lunge her jaws towards his back legs. Uninterested in letting him stomp her anymore, she would aim to compromise his balance instead.