The young girl was practically out of her wits when it came to fighting. She held her defenses true, her claws digging into the ground for more balance as she attempted to mimic his defensive structure. Her knees bent slightly to lower her center of gravity and her legs spread themselves out to bring her close to the ground. She was not fast enough in her attempted reflex and his left paw slammed against her right one. With this, she saw an opportunity and went for it. She would try to shove him again, since one of his paws was off of the ground to throw his weight off. His teeth would go for her shoulder and quickly she would try to make her move. She would push off with her front legs (like doing a push-up with your arms type of push off), sending her backwards on her feet in order to narrowly avoid the attack on her shoulder.
It was then that Calypsei would make her attack, her eyes narrowing as her scruff tightened as a pre-attack defensive maneuver. She would rush his flank towards his rear, aiming to slam her side into it while she made an attempt to grip any piece of flesh along his side that she could find. She kept her breathing controlled as a small hiss was omitted from her lips. She thought she was starting to get the hang of it.
