Hideaway Strath I'll take it

They went for each other's legs.
With a spectacular fail on both parts.
She drove for a foreleg, but he could dance away as she missed anyway.
His ears slicked back, keeping himself streamlined. Less things to grab on to.

He drove for Nyra, aiming to latch teeth into her thick ruff hanging about her neck.
He slipped, falling short, and he had to save himself from face planting the earth.