Nyra just taught him all about strategies. How to get his enemies and opponents where it hurts and how to find weak spots.
But she promised him a spar. So he plans on getting one. So when she offers he lights up. He doesn’t even hesitate when she says it. He goes straight for the kill. Running towards her sloppily to bite at her legs and, once, he even tries to jump up and bite her throat. Sadly she’s too tall, so he doesn’t have much luck in that regard.
Nyra sees Alduin's excitement and she chuckles softly as he rushes at her legs.
But once his young jaws wrap on her foreleg, she aims a sharp nip at his back, circling halfway around him with a teacher's purpose.
"Be mindful of when you open yourself to attacks, Alduin. In a life or death situation, every hit needs to count." She states, tail waving slowly.
He makes a careless mistake and his back is getting nipped. It hurt a bit, but he doesn’t yip or cry — he’s tough dammit! So he whips around to look back at Nyra as she shuffles to the side and informs him of what he did wrong. He nods with determination and focuses his gaze on the white she wolf once more.
He concentrates on where to hit, but really he can only reach her legs, chest, and belly. So without many options he moves forward once more. He runs to her side and tries to bite at her soft, but toned, belly. He remembers what his father told him: ‘gut ‘em if you have to.’
She watches him calculate with keen eyes. He's looking at her stomach, it seems. He's analyzing. She knows.
So as he rushes for her belly, Nyra rounds inward with a snarl, aiming to try and push him over sideways with her crown.
If she scared him, she'd apologize. No physically battle has been won in silence, though.
Right when he goes for her stomach, Nyra is round to him. Curling in on herself to push him with her massive head. She succeeds in barreling him over, but she doesn’t scare him. Rather, he laughs. Rolling onto his side he lies on the ground with a dorky smile.
“This is hard when you’re small.” He admits with a sigh. Then he finally jumps up again. “I don’t feel like fighting anymore. Let’s hunt!” He says enthusiastically already running away and expecting her to follow.
He rolls!
Thankfully he's not scared by her snarl, though.
As he lies there, Nyra watches as Alduin muses that being small makes it harder to fight adults.
And just as fast, he's off to hunt.
Chuckling, Nyra follows behind him, ever the dutiful guardian.