The Sentinels Mean enough to stare your demons down

He was already tiring, so when she broke away, he was a bit slower on rising.  His tail whipped playfully behind him still as he did take a moment to try and regain some breath, before going in for another round.

This time he went in first, a head-on approach where he went for her scruff, once more trying to bring her off her feet.  The attack was for two purposes - if it worked, he would perhaps win the spar.  If it didn't, he could see how she defended against a larger opponent.  He enjoyed seeing how defensively others dealt with situations such as this.  Especially since he had offered to train Eilidh in such strategies.