Games at the border

Spreading out his attention was one of the things the boy dearly needed to work on. As it was, he was lost in the motions of the fight, kicking back imaginary foe with a powerful sweep of his paw, buffeting them with a motion of his right wing. He was enjoying the made up battle so much, that he had not noticed his patrol buddy had found him. Not until she was upon him, and knocking his badly balanced body to the ground. He made an 'oof' noise as he ate dirt, and his wings spread out either side of his prone body. If Mal landed too with the force of knocking him over, at least she would have a soft landing.

He groaned and got to his feet, shaking out his body playing it up, and looking like he was about ready to topple over. Dazed, and beaten up by her violent attack...
And then he launched himself at her with a battle cry, recovering with remarkable speed, and a grin, as he dove low, aiming to smack into her forpaws in an attempt to see her go tumbling this time around. As he made the action, the young boy was laughing. She had gotten him fair and square, but that didnt mean he wasnt going to retaliate.