@ammakou / swing and a miss.
Unlike the attempt to touch the dog previous, Enya's kick had a lot more energy behind it. Which only brought her to the ground harder when the damn thing moved. She uttered a surprised yelp when she hit the ground, but opted to not immediately move upon landing. Simply sat there, frowning and squinting at the dog.
After a short second or five, Enya slowly began to get back to her feet, keeping that relentless stare.
Then, while still half-crouched, she made a wild lunge toward it, trying to grab a fistful of that white and red or orange or whatever fur, what is this thing.