Ouroboros Spine first blood

it seems her partner in crime was not too pleased to be in the line of fire for an extra rain shower. a scattering of soil against the agouti causes her to spin to face the man, noting his mischievous smile and posture. she takes a step towards him, ears airplaning for a moment before they settle forward. a propeller for a tail, the smaller woman leaps down into a bow -- an invitation for play, or perhaps a light spar if he willed it to be more than nips -- and her paws tap against the surface.

a low rumble in her throat. she dares him to make the first move.