Morning Stretch

Her left shoulder would crash into his left(?) shoulder - and the mild bruising would definitely sting for the both of them. The area pulsed, throbbing slightly - but the one eyed woman had been through worse. It was something that she could for now, shake off. What she wanted, she would get as she gauged his reactions and discovered that he was a quick opponent - but he was definitely holding back while fighting against her. His jaws would not be used as a weapon, but as blunt force against her attack to his neck - the sudden crash of their muzzles would surprise her somewhat, and teeth would flash momentarily in the vision of her left eye. Out of a second's worth of reflex to protect her remaining sight - jaws would immediately close, and the woman snarled as she shifted her weight to her squared hind legs and lowered her body by folding her front left leg. Her muscles were tightened and it was clear that she was ready to spring at a moment's notice. Her hackles would raise along her spine, and her rolled shoulders would create a layer of fat that creased along the sides of her neck. The brute would shift and push forward as she pulled back - but as she pulled back she would attempt to keep her right leg hooked around his left and yank him toward her. "Show me your teeth." She would quickly say, a not so subtle effort to get him to give a little more in this spar. They weren't going to hurt each other there was no reason to hold back so much.
His body would collide with the upper left side of her chest, but his collision into her would be a failed attempt to get her to back off with little to no force from him - and the woman would hold back a snort at his retaliation. Because of their close proximity the damage from Alpine throwing his weight was minor at best - and she would waste no time retaliating - hopefully she could react faster than he would be able to pull away from her. With her eyes narrowed and ears pinned, her jaws would open in an attempt to close around the left side of his throat. She would use her somewhat lowered position to try and spring up toward him and put a bit of force into her attack - but if she managed to grab him, just like previously, she would not grip the other in a way that would break his skin. Her stomach was clenched beneath her, her toes splayed and gripping at the ground to aide in her balance and any sort of backlash she might get in the form of physical force from the brute.

defenses: hackles raised, muscles tightened, shoulders rolled, eyes narrowed, ears pinned, jaws open, stomach clenched, toes splayed, tail acting as a rudder for balance, back legs squared,
attacks: attempting to drag alpine forward by yanking on his left leg with her right, biting at the left side of his throat
injuries: bruising to her chest and left shoulder