Redtail Rise [M] Ah but working too hard can give you a heart attack-ack-ack-ack-ack-ack

The girl was relentless!

For every snap she cut through the air, or at his face, or near his body, he parried with his own. She knew precisely where to aim and Glawackus was doing his best to keep up, or at the very least thwart some of her jabs, but it was proving difficult. The only blessing was the mud, which worked in his favor more often than not. At one point she gave up trying to grab him and began to pester him with shoves of her claws, which amounted to a muddy slap-fight.

It was enough to make him wheel his hips away from her, and that was a boon too, in a way. Glawackus could duck his head to protect his throat and face her head-on, snapping at her flailing limbs in an effort to catch one and pull her off her feet, or block her own snaps with his thick skull (which wasn't smart). The more they jostled the deeper both became entrenched in the bog, which neither seemed to notice.