The collision between them would jar her, a snarl ripping free from ivory lips as they slammed together, a severe bruise welling upon her right shoulder as she slid back. Through narrowed eyes she saw his head come flying at her, and she would duck in time as she felt his large head graze the top of her crown. He was a large brute, perhaps it hadn't been the best idea to try a head on attack, but she would learn from this. She would quickly ensure her defenses were in check.
Hackles remained bristled, eyes narrowed as her ears remained flattened to her head. Her lips were drawn back in a snarl, brows furrowed as she bared her fangs. Toes splayed, nails biting the dirt to keep her from slipping up as she evenly distributed her weight, legs spread shoulder and hip width apart. Her tail was tucked then, head lowered slightly over her throat. The girl lowered her center of gravity, since he was much taller then her, there was a chance she could use this to her advantage.
Crown tilted then, jaws darting upwards to place a deadly grip on his exposed throat. She sought to bite and crush, striving to drive the wind from his body and choke him out. Right paw would lift then, seeking to stomp upon the left toes of his front foot. She sought to smash his toes, to bruise if not fracture them.
