Navarre watches her closely. There was no denying the excitement that danced in her eyes as he agreed to tutor her. Amusement dances in the shadows of his own golden gaze but he was quick to push it away. Now was not the time. A single flick of his onyx tail is given as she drops into position, pushing the majority of her weight into her back quarters as though she were preparing to pounce. He smiled at her and dipped his proud head into a nod. She speaks her first words questioning but nonetheless she continues on, working the question out in her own mind. Navarre nods once more and steps forward, his massive paws spread to allow the webbing between his toes to keep his great weight from sinking into the drifts of snow that covered the mountainside."Yes, you are right... in concept. If your opponent is larger than you then you might possibly hold an advantage with your agility... but there is something far more obvious that I am looking for...." he says with a knowing smirk. "Your mind Citlalli." he says taking a single leap forward, pushing past her and using the bulk of his body to knock her off balance. He did not intend to send her flying across the mountain slope, but he did hope to unsettle her balance enough to force her to take steps to right herself or risk falling over into the deep snow drifts.

He pivots his heels in the snow bank and turns to gaze at her once more. "You are a smart young wolf. Your mind will be your biggest advantage in any battle situation. Your mind will allow you to use as little or as much effort in every situation you find yourself in." he says stepping to her side and stopping. "For instance... you may be smaller and more agile than myself, but unless you are familiar with the mountains in winter and walking on snowdrifts, than that agility can quickly turn into a disability>" he says, pausing again to lift his forepaw and spread it once more carefully in front of him, "Your mind will allow you to play out your moves in strategy... I suggest three." he added with a coy grin. "Think 3 steps ahead of your opponent... and careful to take into account your surroundings and what may not be seen ahead." he suggests jumping up once more and pacing to stand just before the forest nymph. "Now...lets have a go. Let me see you think." he said with a playful gleam in his green and gold gaze. The mountainscape could be a precarious place to fight on for the slanting slope made it hard to keep ones balance. But Navarre was used to it and felt that the slanting slopes was useful in helping to build up that agility and balance. He rolled his stiff shoulders now, flexing the muscles that have long been unused. This would be good practice for himself as well. A single ear flexes to the left as the black dragga turns towards her now, circling to the right, careful to extend his pads on his right front foot to keep himself from sinking or sliding into the snow.