Two Rivers Isle Teach me, young one

Her strike, he blocked, twisting his tank-like body to better protect himself. There would be no circling, attacking every few minutes, she decided. Highly unrealistic. So as soon as she saw her strike was to be deflected, she feinted a strike for his flank, then another for his upper throat and head, letting her grip all where it may. Her bite was carefully controlled, she was in no mood to give her Lord new scars. 

This would be tricky, as with his bear-like body and advanced age, he had a whole host of experience behind him. But she would preserve, as her goal was not to win, but to launch a whole series of different style attacks to better help her Lord improve, as he so wished.