Haunted Wood Excuse me while I hit that Woah

astara's attacks had yet to land, but at least her defenses succeeded; after a few wrangling moments she had broke free, and valour's attempts to reclaim his grip upon her were thwarted. she moved sinuously away, attempting to weave and snake her body to confuse him.

in the process of her advancement, she tally'd when she should have ho'd -- for that reason, her next attack (a swing at his face with a big ol' mitt) went unmet; back into dirt her paw landed, and back to the drawing board they were..

astara squared herself anew, her chin jutting slightly. come hither, biznitch.