the "strangers in my kitchen" effect

Her invitation for a fight was met with a bow and her grin grew. Her siblings were reluctant to spar with her in case they knocked a mushroom off, but it didn't mean she was completely useless. Watching as her opponent set his defenses, she wouldn't allow him too long to get comfortable before she moved forward and into the boys space. Using her height to her advantage she threw a paw over his left shoulder and aimed her teeth at the thick fur around the back of his neck. It was only a playful movement, one with no malice. He wasn't exactly far off the mark when he asked if she was looking for an excuse.