Blacktail Deer Plateau Round 2: What are you made of?

She approached Engel trepidantly, eyeing Pema once. Engel certainly behaved like a young male, but he was a little on the elderly side; she would allow him to make the first move. She shot him a grin and moved to face him, tail waving at her haunches lightly as she faced him, confident and yet totally lost. Her fighting experience included the previous spar, and little else. 

Still, it couldn't be that different from putting an end to a buck or a ram - could it? Her first spar had been won by a combination of luck and odd bits of skill, additionally, she'd been fighting an amnesiac.