Stavanger Bay Everyone knows how to fish...right?

His approach towards her indicated the start of their little spar, though Lunaria's lack of experience caused her to just.... akwardly freeze in position and stare while he approached. She didn't know what was going on and was a bit panicky when he towered over her for a second, which is why the feeling of a harmless nip at the shoulder just before they bounded off was met with a moment of bewilderment. Did...did he just pull a hit and run on her? In a way this felt no different from when she used to play fight with her siblings — and If that's the case then this should be an easy spar....well, that's what Luna thought at least.

 Just as Donovan was about to create some distance between them, Luna turned her body and quickly followed suit with one thing in mind: That tail. The femora had been curious about the unique feature he carried since seeing it and vaguely wondered what would happen if she tried to touch it. She sped her pace to keep up with his own and her jaws opened to catch the bushy appendage in front of her. But when she bit down, instead of feeling a ball of fuzz in her maw, her teeth painfully bit the air instead. "Damnit!" Luna cursed out loud for missing her target (and the nerves in her teeth that stung from the impact). Those small paws never stopped moving though and continued the chase while she tried to locate a new target area.