First step forward

He saw no hesitation in his young pupil, he joined her in the ring, and the two of them seized each other up. At his motion, she plunged into action, moving, to his surprise under his belly, and swiping at his paw, dragging it with her in an attempt to topple him. He spread out his right leg further, digging his feline claws as hard into the sand as he could as she dragged her paw right, in an effort not to let his weight fall to his left, or on top of the smaller wolf.

He grunted as he rearranged himself after her departure. “Alright, you’ve got spunk, and you're not afraid to dive in, but here's a couple things you need to know.” he said, looking at his young pupil. “Putting yourself under me like that, puts you fully at my mercy. For one, you go past my fangs to get there. For another, If I chose to sit to balance my weight, you would have lost your exit, and I would have you squarely in front of me. Your small and light, that would make it hard for you to win your way out at close quarters. Not to mention..” he twisted his ankle, and the hidden blade popped out. “I could have compromised my balance and scored a cut in you with my right bracer blade before I went down.” he carefully showed her all the little ways he could have countered her attack. “As a small wolf, you want to stick to the outskirts of a battle, come at me from the sides, without compromising your escape with such a direct attack as going under me.” He explained, settling his weight and balance back to normal, popping the blade back into its sheath with a push from his elongated fang.