Her childhood training had prominently featured limb-damage; she was accustomed to expecting the worst of even training-opponents.

One of the disadvantages of her thick, muscular neck was that it didn't bend quite as far as a human's; this was good for Morgan at the moment, because it meant she couldn't turn and sever the tendons in his forearm. Instead she reached forward and up, laying as much of her arm along and around the one holding her by the scruff of her neck as she could. She twisted, hard, clawing for a grip with her fingers, torquing her torso, kicking off with the foot still on the ground, aiming a punch at his side; the lower ribs and diaphragm.