Her last match had, unfortunately, been a forfeit for the other opponent. It was a bit upsetting that she couldn't finish the match, but life must go on, and so did the tournament. Her next opponent was one of those annoying furry things, like the green wrinkly annoying furry thing. She snorted; she hoped this one didn't have magical powers and was easier to hit. She wasn't very fond of all that dancing around and fireballs. Opening her jaws, she waited until she heard the commencement call for the round, and lunged towards her opponent.
(Using lunge)