That would be enough

He asked some follow up questions about Avantika and what she did and Briar thought back for a second. "She's shorter than me - around the same size as Ophelia I guess. I got her scruff and then she turned her head and bit at the lower part of my neck, by my throat." She pointed to the general area at the bottom of her neck, between the beginning of her throat and her shoulder blade. "I tried to claw her cheek to make her let go, but she didn't right away and then when she did she knocked me to the ground and pinned me down right as I was going to let go of her scruff."

Hopefully that was a good enough explanation. It was hard to describe all the actions in a fight - especially when she didn't really want to think about it. That fight had led into what felt like the worst night of her life so it was pretty painful revisiting it. But she didn't want to turn away Mort's help when she was so desperate to get better and make herself feel like she was worthy of the name she wore and the boy she loved. "What do you think? What should I have done differently?" she questioned, taking a small step back to look up at her brother.

"Briar Fatalis"