And the flames, they went higher

It did not take too long to get an answer, if that could very well be called an answer. Here she was, shoving herself so rudely into his rump, but he had gotten worse from her. The jolt sent him forward, very much off guard to know that she had once again managed to sneak up behind him. How could someone with so much firery energy manage to be so quiet. Or was it that he just wasn't really paying attention to his surroundings. Yes, he would have to work on that. Focusing now, he used the momentum of his jolt to move a few paces out of her path, shifting his hind limb around to the left. The bite would land nearly instantaneously along his hind flank, along the right of his gluteous medius(Reference). With a his he's lower his head to align with his spine, shifting his weight to balance himself, his core strong. Tail would swish under to cover his, well, most vital areas from her teeth (not that she'd go there! Low blows were always off limits between the siblings) Toes would grip into the ground as he braced himself, curling his body into a "C" in moments. Her leg would try to wrap around his hind limb, which he'd allow but not without a fight. Kicking his hind limb to try and get out of her grip he'd snap forward in an attempt to get a solid grip along her lumbo-dorsal fascia(Reference). Lips were curled, eyes narrowed and ears pressed back. Fur along his neck would piloerect, shoulders raised to protect the vitals along his vital spots.

Lightbutt vs Firebutt
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