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

Her brow furrowed as Engel moved up, looking as if he might collapse any moment. Her tail paused its flicking and she relaxed, glancing at him in slight concern.  "are you alright?" His movements were stiff, tired, and she abandoned her own attempt at a fighting stance to peer at him hawkishly. "maybe you should rest a moment. I don't want you fainting on me, Engel."  She said with dry humor, ears pressed forward as she watched him carefully.