Ronan arched a brow, practically saw her toss the fishing line right at his paws, the way her eyes sparkled as she waited for him to follow through. He'd indulge her this once, because more than anything else he craved peace and a sense of normality. Worms and dying could wait, it had to wait.
Rolling his eyes, he took a couple of steps away, his tail swishing just barely. Admittedly, he wasn't much of a teacher. His fighting method had always been brute force over anything else with just a smidgen of finesse thrown into the mix. It wasn't clean and he rarely fought fair, but with the shit he'd seen and done, honour and fairness had long since left the building.
"First things first, say I was gonna attack you, where do you think I'd aim for? Think the obvious spots. Get ready, position yourself. " He obviously wasn't, but lowered his centre of gravity, angled his shoulder blades and let his wings flare out. Put on a demonstration, since she might be a visual learner and all.