wears down my bones but they're not broken
So far, Aisha had been dominating the spar. Her lithe but sharp form bolted effortlessly across the snow, latching on and pulling where she could. She'd once taken down an ursur in this form, she carried with this skin a lot of pride. But even one as athletic as Aisha the leopard made mistakes. One false step or overzealous lunge and she could be in trouble.
So was this fight at least. Too much fun is a dangerous thing, and as she felt the fur slip away through her teeth she recklessly tried to go back after it rather than reposition. The bear's teeth closed around her shoulder blade, one fang cutting into the skin. He would taste the blood there surely, though it wasn't too much it cause the leopard to hiss and seeth. Instinctively she lashed out with her claw, aiming a swipe at his maw to get him to let go. She'd made a mistake, but she wasn't out yet. This was a spar after all, making mistakes could be a good thing, that way she wouldn't make them when it mattered.
So was this fight at least. Too much fun is a dangerous thing, and as she felt the fur slip away through her teeth she recklessly tried to go back after it rather than reposition. The bear's teeth closed around her shoulder blade, one fang cutting into the skin. He would taste the blood there surely, though it wasn't too much it cause the leopard to hiss and seeth. Instinctively she lashed out with her claw, aiming a swipe at his maw to get him to let go. She'd made a mistake, but she wasn't out yet. This was a spar after all, making mistakes could be a good thing, that way she wouldn't make them when it mattered.
AISHA
