Moonspear heavy

isilme was quick -- quicker than he, quicker than dragomir. arcturus noted this with a thin smile: she made a quick study.

her teeth pull away, and arcturus readied for her new attempt.

keeping his balance and weight low, he braced against isilme's impact, feeling her shoulderblade dig into his. her teeth swung towards him, and at that moment he ducked (her teeth clipping his ruff as he went down)-- only, it was not so much a duck as a drop.

lying down in full across the stick, arcturus grinned widely -- and then aimed a playful snap at her toes.