Can't hold the storm

As soon as he made his choice, which was what she had been hoping for, he started to circle around the small clearing they were in, waiting for her to make the first move. She chuckled, hoping he was prepared to get his but whooped.

Her eyes tracked his every movement, the way his paws took on a pattern and how his eyes followed her as well. She decided that since he had started circling her, she could use that to her advantage. If she could disrupt the pattern his pawsteps had adopted, bang, he would be on his face in seconds.

Quick as a snake her front paw darted out, going for the back leg the was closest to her but at the last second, she moved her aim to his front paw that was facing the outside of the circle, aiming to hook her paw around it and pull it out from underneath him so he fell to the side, exposing his belly to her.