Swiftcurrent Creek one for the money

As soon as she had her hold on his leg, she released herself from him. Perhaps if she had been playing for blood, she would have held on longer. As it was, it foiled his attempt to bring her closer, for she sprang backward. His lessons would be taken to heart, and Fox would apply them to future spars. While her mind was often slow (except in those instances when she was upset), the yearling did manage to keep useful things in the forefront of her thoughts.

Moving into a play-bow, she silently invited Njal to come at her. Even with the best offense, there was still some defense that needed to be done. Fox tended to use her speed to her advantage when it came to that sort of thing, though she wondered if she could couple that with the faking maneuver. Or perhaps there was another technique that worked better for this sort of thing.