Duskfire Glacier kimutjuk

She saw the uncertainty in his body language as her request settled over her nephew. She did not feel bad asking it of him, though; it was the best way to learn, so he would need to get over his hesitance. 

She watched as he finally readied himself to attack her, searching for any indication of what his move would be. Sos sprang forward and the malguk lowered her head, militant gaze trained on the boy's movements. She saw when he decided on a point of attack and was able to move and intercept him just as he neared her left hind leg, attempting to stop him by planting her teeth firmly but gently on his scruff; enough pressure to stop him, but not enough to cause any pain.