Hoshor Plains Fire, Hell Fire, This Fire Burning In My Skin

rolled a 7 for Nyra's retaliation <3

 


The man swung for her hip and her hocks when she backed off. He had thrust her aside easily enough and to that she grinned with an approving acknowledgement in her gaze.
When he went to connect with her hock, Nyra swung her jaws for his own hip, or perhaps his ribs if he was close enough, but she'd take what was available. 

Perhaps some loose kind of friendship could grow from this event today. Though she'd never know until at least the end of their spar.