Skill:
Rolling 1d5: 2
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He seemed to read her movements,
his body somehow fluid for a man of his size.
Tiberii had a lot to learn, even now.
She fought with her heart, not with her head, and that much was evident as Wolf easily moved to the side, lifting his paws to push backward against her chest. She'd had the intent of hooking over his shoulders, but her paws landed only on the air as he cast her aside with ease. Her ivory fangs would grit, the sting of her muscles not nearly as painful as the sting on her ego.
Her paws re-connected with the earth, chest heaving in a soft pant as she used the last of her strength to swing her head, aiming a simple blow to the crest of his chest. If she couldn't get him to the ground, well ... she'd have to wind him the old fashioned way.
With a headbutt.
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