Firefly Ravine fifteen states [m]

She uttered a growl as praise. ”So I thought.” She continued to move, sensing with the turn of his eyes that he fought with himself to remain stil, rather than pursuing her. She admired him for his restraint. As a reward, she brushed her shoulder against his hindquarters as she passed, before rounding toward his shoulder again. 

”And do you have valour? Courage?” She asked next, tilting her head so she could take in his expression once more.