Sun Mote Copse Women, who run with the wolves

Towhee had learned from her earlier mistake and quickly changed her tactics. Instead of making a straightforward move she did a little dance to mislead about her plans. When the mercenary lunged for Wraen's outstretched forepaw, she was ready to snap back, only to hear her teeth click in thin air and feel a bump on her hip. She dropped on her belly, tail wagging and eyes smiling, looked over her shoulder at her opponent and grinned. Two could play this game. What would she do, if Wraen pretended to do nothing this round?