It was clear that he was surprised by her attack and she used the surprise to push harder with gritted teeth. Her muscles were aching and straining but she kept pushing with small grunts, auds laying flat with exertion. She would keep pushing until she got out of him what she was looking for. Luckily, however, it didn’t take as long as she thought it might. He let out a growled sentence, then with a final mighty shove sent them both reeling backwards. She stood up and gave her pelt a shake, white clouds of breath billowing from her jaws but an otherwise pleased expression on her petite features. She knew that the male could easily beat her in strength, but that wasn’t what she was looking for. She had been looking for the drive, the will to say I have something more to work for and to turn that into an advantage. He’d done that and she was perfectly pleased with it.
“Well, I think that went rather well,” she puffed, tail swinging at her haunches. Namid moved forward and stood squarely in front of him. “With that attitude I have full confidence in your abilities. Do not ever lose what you just felt, only build on it. You have my blessing to continue working toward being a Guardian of Fallen Tree Cove,” she said, giving her approval with a smile.