Hideaway Strath Whims of Fate or was that strings?

you are right she would be to small in comparison to get a decent grab I was just going for something more vital with a 10 roll, let’s fix that with this 4 roll shall we :)

Whrist held on furiously despite the tumble, but felt her lucky throat grab grip slip lower, it quickly became clear that her grip on the throat of the white witch, whom now pinned her down, was far to low down the throat to cut of any wind pipe or even jar the brute off of her,

The jaws about her throat were in a much more vital spot and the hefty weight of the wolf above her, pleaced the black femme at a distinct disadvantage. She still gripped the white flesh tight tenaciously, feeling she still held at least the jugular in her grip, though that was not as good as the wind pipe. Running though her options she could still bleed this wolf out if the need arose with this grip.  Preferably before she herself was bled out

She would not give in to panic regardless other dire circumstance, her head remained cool. This was supposed to be a spar and not to the death but she would not take anything for granted. She had been in tougher spots before, of course she couldn’t think of any right now….

Whrist shifted her body carefully, trying to get her paws between herself and Nyra was it. If she could she was going to shove with all her might at this brute, and maybe shift her neck in such a away she’d get her more vital bits away from those white teeth of her opponent.