itching and itching and itching - for a fight!

"Oh, oh, oh..."She squirmed and pranced as she weighed her options. Both of them were very good ones! But, realistically, the one that was slightly less work was the simpler option: fighting him, of course! He was sitting right in front of her! Makara sunk into a wriggly play bow, her tail flung up high and wagging in an excited blur. "YOU!" she declared firmly, then raced a few clumsy circles around Grimshaw before skidding to a stop in front of him. The young princess decided the best attack would probably be one that caught him off guard... how could she catch him off guard if she was right in front of him? "Okay, close your eyes! I'm going to surprise you!" she yelled, then bolted towards him with her head lowered to slam into his chest skull first.