fite me pt 2

The boy had succeeded in his strike to her head, sending her reeling to the side in obvious confusion. While she’d been partially incapacitated, he’d intended to tackle her to the ground in a pin, but she recovered faster than he’d anticipated. Whirling around, the girl struck out a paw at him, the dainty thing connecting with the side of his skull in much the same way his had to her. It felt like more of a dull thud than an actual hit, thanks to his larger size and thicker bones, but that didn’t mean it didn’t still sting. He side-stepped with a wince, glowing red gaze blinking in surprise as how quickly she’d moved. Touche, he thought. Touche.