Moonspear tsunami

He would treat this like any other spar.

The girl was well bred and healthy, and as a mountaineer she had a natural grasp of control over both her breathing and her movement, so as to not fall down the side of the mountain. She was young, though. She held no experience in such things as this; even as a predator, even if she had been a greatly skilled hunter, there was a difference between that and the purposeful intent of combat against another wolf. Some could not turn that aggression on when it mattered.

He did not move with Tiuttuk as she began to circle. His remaining ear gave subtle shifts, but that was all. His eyes shifted to his left as she started on that side, and flickered to the right as she circled; but otherwise he merely waited, attentive to her movements without moving to counter until Tiuttuk rushed close.

She did not use her teeth as Glaukos might've anticipated—but she made a swipe for his ankle, reminding him of a child trying to start some kind of game. It was easy enough to move aside and avoid the attempt.

With a grunt he gives her a dubious look, as if to say — is that it?