Swiftcurrent Creek one for the money

He would have apologized had Njal realised the insult behind his words; he had not meant it. But for the time being the man was oblivious to the tiny verbal wound he had inflicted to the girl's pride. Her acceptance of help did brighten his features, adding a fresh glow to the usually dull expression he held. With a small nod Njal adjusted his body and faced her; his head level with his body, chin slightly tucked, and limbs evenly spaced to brace for impact. It was the same situation as with Xi'nuata - he squared off, then grunted to Fox. "Attack me." The only way he could show was if the girl participated. She would be quick and nimble but Fox was not the first nimble creature he had faced - this thought made his eager ears shift slightly, and a heavy thump to resound inside his chest.