Can’t take you anywhere

Daphne could all but feel Pandora sighing and rolling her eyes from the sideline as Artorias’s sword swung towards her face. She was lucky it was just a wooden practice sword or she’d be sporting a new scar right across her eye and down her cheek. Wood or not it hurt! And her eye squinted shut, watering against the bruise she could already feel growing there... But she wasn’t going to let that distract her now.

Jaws parted wide to collect the thick fur of his neck, above the leather plates of his harness (little chance of piercing that skin, it was too loose and protected by thick fur). But it might offer her some leverage if she didn’t trip over their tangle of feet. She dipped her hind legs, gathering the muscles there to push forward, hoping weight would be enough to overwhelm her more experienced brother.

"speech".