Gyrfalcon's Keep Like the whole world died

She felt joy blossom within her as her challenge was met. She did not feel threatened by her opponent, as she would happily strike up and lose a brawl simply for the adrenaline rush and the entertainment value. Dreven, she thought, was a serious fellow- perhaps a bit of wrestling might loosen him up a bit. 

She reined in her smile just enough so he wouldn't think she would be slow or foolish. She watched him move and she crouched as she prepared for his approach, swaying to her right and then to her left to mirror his movements. She knew not to fall for the first swerve- and he lowered his head to charge in the last moment like a bull. 

She likely could have neatly sidestepped like a matador- but this was not a game of no-touch. This was a game of force.

She lowered her shoulder and braced to keep him from striking one of her legs out, and felt the impact cause her muscles to shudder. She dipped her head and pressed her temple against his shoulder to push back against him, testing to see out of the two of them, which might win a simple shoving match.