Swiftcurrent Creek battleaxe

Her reasons for starting a fight were very playground in their origins. She couldn't articulate her feelings, so a friendly tussle seemed like the only way to vent the energy that bubbled in her gut.

The two of them lunged, side-stepped, and tumbled, Bazi focusing her energies on upsetting Scimitar's balance. If he got hold of her, she wouldn't stand a chance. It was a strange dance, charged with a heat she did not yet know what to make of.

I only just noticed that you responded to the spar, durr. I think they need to go in the post log. >:) A few rounds of 'battling' and a tense Simba/Nala-style ending, maybe?!