Sleeping Dragon i am made of shrapnel

He mirrors her movements, beginning to form a sparring circle with their movements. He feels as if she would take the first move, and he waits for it, eyeing her body for any sign of tension — there!

She goes for his shoulder, and Hush knows that if he doesn't dodge this, or soften the blow somehow, it'll hurt. Even if this was a spar. He ducks under the blow, shrinking his already small form and removing her target from sight, letting Heda tumble over him, if she doesn't catch herself first. From there his head turns back to aim a weak blow at what is hopefully her passing flank, hoping to inflict the little attack and wriggle back to a stance.