Keith
".. Honestly? I'd much prefer it if we weren't."
He rolled his eyes, yawning slightly. He then pounced on her, snarling rather viciously as his metal-tipped claws dug into her shoulders, the two tumbling across the sand. His claws didn't draw blood yet, but they were clearly capable of doing so. He wasn't giving it all he had, and would prefer not to if it could be avoided. It would be pretty easy to slip away from him, but his barbed tail had uncurled itself threateningly. Both staying and getting away had their pros and cons.
Anthony
She half snarled half growled at the sudden pressure of metal hooking into her scales. With her grip on the barb-plate tightening, she scraped at his tail with her hind legs, drawing some blood. She then kicked his underbelly as best she could, starting to shake herself free, unaware of his barb slithering on the sand.
"That's a bit rude, isn't it?" She asked with a smile as she struggled underneth him, her voice challenging but indicated no malice.
David
Not me listening to calm music as I type this- sdbfyb /
Keith
He growled, the wind knocked out of him as his stomach was kicked. He took away one talon to grasp at his stomach, wincing in pain as he started to relinquish his grip on her.
"Stealing's a bit rude, isn't it?"
He retorted breathlessly, trying to catch his breath to little avail.
Anthony
She managed a laughed before pushing herself out of his grip, wincing as she pushed against his metal-tipped claws and gained herself a couple jagged scratches on her shoulder. She could've left, disappear in the crowds and never be seen again, but what was the fun in that? 
"What's wrong? Somebody got hurt?" She taunted with mock pity, beginning to charge toward her opponment with her tail raised and teeth bared, aiming for his neck.