Redhawk Caldera In screaming color

OOC: OMG, I want to join the other thread you posted tonight because my fiance's name is Blake. :P

IC: The thought of Finley snapping Elwood "like a twig" was hilarious, but he was quickly learning not to underestimate her. For a small wolf, she certainly was a firecracker -- and he couldn't forget that she was the one that had brazenly challenged a bear only a few weeks ago. She may not have won the fight with the ursine, but she had escaped with her life, which was an accomplishment in itself.

So he prepared himself for whatever her attack would be; though he had a size advantage, her petite frame could prove to be beneficial. She was likely light and quick on her feet, and she could definitely run circles around him if she tried. However, she was still recovering from her injuries -- a point for Elwood, had this been a real fight.

Suddenly, she lunged, striking out with a forepaw. Her teeth simultaneously snapped just inches from his nose and he recoiled, though he wasn't able to dodge the punch that she delivered to his snout. He yelped, then began to formulate his retaliation. Finley was in more of a standing position now, so he aimed to headbutt her (gently!) in the chest, choosing to use his noggin rather than his teeth and claws.