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aquene was swift. her tactic was a hard first strike but one measured in its calculation. germanicus brace himself, stepping away at the last moment. he did not mean to avoid her attack but draw it out. her teeth flashed for him but he did not think she would allow them to land.

he swung his hip into her own with the same weight of force. his muzzle rose, attempting to grip below her ear and thrust aquene away from him. 

it was a good first gambit. germanicus' sense of what ruenna had suggested was in the dark woman was rising. "defend." it was another order. he advanced swiftly, hindquarters bunching as he lunged for her elbow.