Aesira took a deep breath. She stood up, standing tall again. Skylar was certainly fuckin feisty, to say the least. Aesira grumbled. Skylar rushed right towards her, Aesira standing her ground. A lockup wasn’t what she expected, but Aesira slipped her hands with Skylars, shoving back. She was taller and had the height advantage, so if possible.. she would attempt to push her back, shoving Skylar back and trying to keep her close.
She suddenly grinned. Aesira gave way, suddenly not pushing back against Skylar! She kept a hand on her foes hand.. pulling her arm behind her shoulder and a leg between her own, trying to slide her foe into a more comfortable hold for her.. her signature move, Cold Stretch!