This is how you defend! ... Right?

The boy looked to be puzzled when she explained how she had managed to defeat him with such little effort. Well, besides the fact that he was significantly younger and more inexperienced than her, of course. When she explained pressure points to him, he seemed even more perplexed, simply repeating her words back to her. "Uh, yeah..." she remarked, giving him a funny look. "The body has a bunch of these spots like that all over it. If you take the time to learn where they are, like behind the jaw and under the forelegs, you can target them in a fight to incapacitate an opponent." Granted, it had taken Satira a good bit of time and lessons in healing and anatomy from both her father and uncle to learn where they were and how to utilize them, but they were a viable method of combat.

Dorian suddenly seemed to snap back to attention from whatever thoughts were in his head, apologizing for surprising her and explaining that he thought she might have been an intruder. What the heck?! What sort of justification was that?! But before Satira could ask him for an answer, the pup was apologizing again, thanking her for... beating him up or something, and then darting back towards the pack lands she'd smelled. With profound confusion in her eyes, Tira watched the boy run off until he had disappeared past the wall of cattails. Strange kid... Shaking off her bewilderment, Tira resumed her hunt for her herbs. The sooner she got done, the sooner she could get back home and out of this crazy place.

"Satira"