See you on the Malibu beach

Deluge's smile took on a feral edge and she chuckled at his counter offer. If she wasn't a prisoner, what was the point? But she nodded her agreement and watched carefully as Dread drew closer.

The raider didn't mind letting him get a hold of her, bringing her own paws up to grab at his shoulders with feline claws. Now she had fought other Armada wolves one on one, she doubted a bit of scratching was unfamiliar to the young prince. She didn't miss how his fur seemed stiffer, thicker, almost like her mother's quills but not quite. But that would have to be a thought for later.

Her jaws parted to grab hold of the thick fur and skin towards the back of the left side of his neck. She threw some weight into the move to bring their chests closer together and to try and throw him off balance. No point to trying to keep their distance or circling like pups that lacked any certainty. They both knew what they wanted.