No Mediocre

An inaudible sigh would escape her ebony lips as he would ask her to make the first move, though his defenses would kick in as well. "Okay," was all she would say, thinking over how she could start. They were practically in the same position as far as defenses, which gave Misha an idea how she might attack the male. She would run at him and slam the side of her body against his chest, attempting to knock the air out of the male, or at least to move him. She would wrap her jaws around his left foreleg around his elbow, twisting her head around to get a better grip on his leg. He jaws would clamp against his leg, and if she succeeded, blood would fall from his leg. Her eyes would narrow to protect her sapphire blue orbs, ears staying pinned against her skull. She would bend her joints, distributing her weight evenly on all fours.
FIGHT
Round 1/3
Misha vs. Atlas for spar
Attacks; Charging at Atlas and slamming the side of her body aginst his chest. Also jaws clamping against left foreleg around his elbow area for blood draw.
Defenses; Narrowing her eyes, ears pinned, weight distributed evenly, joints bent. Also head twisting, to protect her neck.