Redtail Rise the sphinx

Redd is first, of course. she strikes low. Avicus doesn't make any evasive movement, watching her daughter's progress—and letting her collide if successful—keeping her indigo gaze instead on the waiting Masquerade.

they are sisters. they've hunted together, play-fought together. they'll have learned to communicate without a word.

sure enough, Masquerade strikes—and she's intrigued by the girl's move, for as Redd goes for the flank, Masque goes rear-end, too. 

her tail.

she'd have thought her shoulder or nape would be a better target, but perhaps her lithe, rangy girl is too timid. in any case, Redd's blow to her flank strikes true, and she responds by skittering back, leaving Masquerade's teeth snapping just shy of her tail.

now whahh'? Avicus barks in command, and taking the opportunity, she lunges toward a hopefully-distracted Masquerade and her exposed midsection.

she won't do much more than lightly pummel her ribs—but how will they respond?