Silverkit snickered as he smoothed his fur, and nodded at his words. "Right." She realized she had a advantage while he was to busy checking the time. She dashed forward, halting and in a fluid motion, rising onto her hind paws. She rained blows to his ears and head with sheathed paws. She staggered when she stepped back, tripping. But she rolled quickly, scrambling to her feet and, probably a little to hard, pelted forward and slammed all of her body weight against Snakepaw's side. I probably could have done better with that.