Broken Boulder look the void in the eye and laugh

She smirked as he played along with her joke, but listened intently as he agreed to teach her, his face shifting from one mask to another. It was serious, now; he was the teacher, and she the pupil. She nodded along with what he had to say, absorbing it. As far as her skill level, well. . .it was the source of some embarrassment for her, knowing she'd likely be worthless in a real fight. But, hey, that was why she was doing this, right?

As he got into position and instructed her to attack, Lily balked for a moment, not knowing how to proceed. "Erm. . ." she murmured, her mind scrambling for ideas on where to begin. Her eyes raked him over, assessing the situation. In spars, she'd seen Jimmy overpower the other wolf, leaping on top and pinning them down--but when she'd done the same, she was too small, unable to dominate from the top. Perhaps. . .

Her eyes flashed toward his belly, then to away, not wanting to give away her tactics. Perhaps if she went under, instead of over, she'd be able to knock him off his feet and get him on his back. Go for the abdomen, ram into him. He had strong, sturdy legs, but he was taller than her; his center of gravity must be higher, and therefore easy to topple. . .if she took him by surprise.

Sucking in a quick, nervous breath, she coiled her muscles and shot forward, charging at him with all the strength she could muster. Lily barrelled into his side, the fleshy part of his belly just before it met his back legs, hoping to knock him off balance.