Two Rivers Isle Tag, you're it

Confidence riddled his form as his paws hit home and Aeronwyn was flung off course. He landed his pads back on solid ground, using the few seconds he had gained to catch his breath and return to a neutral stance as the pale wraith recovered quickly.

As she began her series of blows, his gaze trailed her movements, his muzzle lunging in an attempt to parry her first blow. Should it succeed, his fangs would make connection with her maw and prevent it from reaching his flank. Either way, he retreated back into a defensive posture as she drew back from her first attack, trying to waste as little energy as possible, his reflexes improving as she moved in for a second snap.

Using a technique he had watched Aeronwyn do in their first spar, the agouti boy feigned a lunge for her maw, his jaws snapping shut as he pulled away, quickly darting under her brawn as he expended the last of his energy on tackling her throat from the side, careful not to let his teeth puncture her skin. With any luck, he'd get a grip yet he wouldn't be surprised if Aeronwyn had one last trick up her sleeve.