Redhawk Caldera windworn

Just going to sum things up here and do some power play for funsies, since the victor was determined already. ;)

The two tossed and turned, taking jabs at one another. Elwood would feint one way, and Fox would attack another. Their bodies collided on several occasions, and if anybody had come across them, they might have thought it was some kind of silly dance. Tails wagged, tongues lolled, and eyes gleamed. There were a few moments when Fox thought she might actually be bested by her best friend's romantic interest (no matter how much the two of them denied liking one another ~like that~), but in the end, Fox was victorious.

Fox planted a paw on Elwood's chest now that he was belly-up on the ground. "That's right, buddy," she proclaimed, "You ain't never gonna beat me. I'm the queen of this game. And there's no room for kings!" Briefly, Fox wondered if Peregrine could beat her at this particular game. Now that she thought about it, she couldn't remember if they had ever sparred in any formal manner.