Redsand Canyon ornatus

Her blood was pumping hotly, her muscles twitching in agony. But in the thrill of this training session, she found that she almost liked it. It was like a missing piece of a puzzle in her life that she had finally found. Happy that her teeth had hit, she got a knock to the chin. That smarted, but she only grunted, determined not to let the pain shake her focus.

No sooner had he ordered her to defend herself, and he was coming for her. Using his muzzle to strike at the soft spot between her neck and shoulder. She whirled back, in towards him this time. Recognizing that she was smaller in stature than he, she ducked down just a little. She used the said shoulder he had his eye on to try for a strike at his jaw, to set him off target. If it worked, she made to back away, out of immediate striking range, like before.