Hoshor Plains No one needs to hear your words...

7 points.

She managed to successfully so, but he preformed a similar maneuver of brute strength and pressed upon her chest. She could feel her paws slide alongst the mud as he pushed her so, and her momentarily grasping for air. Pain from the chest, as he too carried muscles of a warrior. Though it wasn't the end. Her balance felt off, and and if she didn't act fast, Orlaith could fall.

She raised her head high, and brought it down to his head, a motion to grab at anything. She preferred right at the neck, but if it meant simple grabbing a shoulder, or chest for balance, then so be it.