Silver Moraine Wearing a Warning Sign

I use a D 10

She smirked, eyes glittering mischievously as he pulled away from her. The warning usually was sufficient-however this peasant seemed to have a chip on his shoulders. 
"I don't... Practice is for pups. Play fighting is to keep children from killing each other." The idea of him teasing her filled her with an anger, and as he rushed toward her she dipped low, teeth opening deep ruts in his shoulder. She used her momentum to pivot, as he no doubt circled back for a second attack, and snapped her teeth full force on the tender flesh of his ear. She gave it a violent shake and released, licking the blood from her lips. 
"I am easily faster and skilled enough to kill you. If you don't want to die, I suggest you submit."