Golden Glade The edge of the land

just as she mentioned, this woman was fast. she had the advantage there-- for jhala was big and burly and not so light on her feet. she was good at defense though, so she knew what to do. the pale fae dove for her hind legs, but jhala was ready. the alphess had eyed her as she skirted around, but stood still until the last possible second. she jumped forward, avoiding most of the attack. the other still got a quick nip on her ankle to which jhala shook off with a quick turn. she dropped back down to a play-bow, a neutral position for her. she had recognized the move-- she herself had done it on larger game. it was effective there, but wolves were smarter.

"if you move to the back, your opponent will pro'ly anticipate that you're gonna go for their legs," she pointed out, not in a rude manner but in hopes of teaching. "it's cliche, or whatever, but your best bet is gonna be surprise," she then added. she nodded again, smiling a bit, and added, "try again."