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Gabriel had not been a Reaver very long but she did love the job. Vikings were quite fun, heck she had even brought a Thrall back on her first one. That stupid hyena was finally learning its place and in doing so, showing how capable Gabriel was as a Stormborn and a Reaver. Who would have thought that pesky creature could have become so useful? The lioness certainly had had her doubts about it, that was for certain. Thankfully the thing had enough sense to respect might and realize that its imagined might was much lower than Gabriel's actual might.

Gabe was just patrolling the border, watching for any challengers, but not many were out today. She had seen all of two so far that had come to the border at all, and they both had retreated when challenged. Rogueland scavengers, maybe even dirty pirates, one never knew. The whole thing was getting quite boring, so she had put herself into some shade to wait and watch. Maybe she would get a better bite soon. She was itching for a fight, to test someone's worth and see if they could make it into the pride.

Gabe certainly wanted to see someone do what she had done, powerhouse their way in past the Reaver opposing them. If it was her that took the beating, oh well, she could handle it. SHE was a Reaver, if she was meant to lose, she would do so without complaint. She did not figure on losing any fights, today, though. Perhaps she would beat on someone to prepare them for the next try. She perked up at the sight of the male approaching and his voice. She stepped forward with a raised brow and not much else on her expression. "Big words for an Outlander."

Gabriel gave a small smile as the male rushed her. Ah, the eagerness was so well placed. Now if he could just back it up with the force he needed. She did love a good test of force. She stepped back from his slash only to lunge down at his paws and belly. Instead of biting into her face, those claws were given her shoulder and back, but it did not bother Gabriel that she had let him get a solid hit on her. The lioness was a firm believer and sacrificing one thing for another, and she knew she was a bit shorter than some of the males, even this one. She also knew that it could be to her advantage.

Her aim was to try to get his supporting paws to put him on the ground. Gabe had the speed that she should be able to take his paws out from under him and still retreat that he would end up on the ground. It sounded quite good and sound in her head. The problem would be seeing if it worked when put into action. Things did not always go as one planned them to, even when they were well thought out. Gabe just hoped she didn't end up with the lion on TOP of her. That would be awkward, if amusing.

Since she was already under there and the male was now supporting himself partly on her back, Gabe decided to go for his back paws and twist her body to the side so that he might drop off of her. He was slightly heavy and she figured it might be amusing to dump him after his rather interesting rearing act. She did not appreciate the perching on her that he did, but eh, that was her own fault, and besides she could still reach those back paws and that belly above her under here. There were other places too, but she really was not interested in making him unable to breed.

IF he turned out to be a decent warrior, he was going to need that ability to help the SB blood. Gabriel wiggled and both used one paw to swipe at his back legs and her mouth to n** at his belly, ever trying to dump him off her back and onto his side. She did not exactly play fair, and really he could only do so much damage to her rather hard arse hide while he was laying over her. One thing the lioness could say was this was the most amusing fight she had ever had, and probably would remain so for some time.

Gabriel was satisfied that her tactic to throw the male off balance and onto his side had worked. She took a step back to get away from the snapping teeth and smacked at his head for his effort. She had claws out only part way, more because she liked giving bruises rather than cuts. Bruises hurt longer, if you asked her. She took hard swings at his head and paws just to see if he would stay down or manage to get back up by taking hits from her. She had used a similar tactic on her now thrall hyena once, but she doubted this male would retreat quite as quickly as the hyena had.

Gabe was enjoying the fight. It really was quite an interesting one and this male was proving his worth in many ways, just not proving it well enough to get past her. She did hope that if he lost this, he came back. She would like to see him keep knocking paws with a Reaver, even her, until he got into the pride. He had the determination and the fierce streak for it. The fact that he amused her, did not hurt either. She needed someone besides her brother to amuse her from time to time.

Gabriel watched the male take a few steps back, but did not let him stop there. She followed him and tried to cut off his attempt at circling. She did not swing while she was out of reach as it only would have slowed her down to do so, but she did not let the male really get into his circling. She was going to keep him moving the way she wanted, herd him as it were and force him to make a move. The lioness wanted to force him to think on his paws and see how he worked under pressure.

Gabe kept pressing close to the male taking a swipe here or there to try to get him to either back off or defend himself. She was not one to give her opponent time to think and plan. She liked being in their face and a rather big cloud in their judgement. The lioness had certainly done it to her brother enough times in training. He usually just buckled down and started swinging back, though as he knew he wasn't going to hurt her anymore than she did him.

Gabriel watched the paws go past her face by a few inches, judging that the male probably was getting tired if he was missing on what probably could have easily hit. Well, her tactics were certainly working int his fight and winning it from the looks of things. She would have to wrap this up soon, if the male kept this up. He obviously needed to go lick his wounds and practice before he tried again, and she was of the opinion the sooner the better on both of those aspects.

The lioness tried to take one final swipe at the male to knock him back before she fell back and looked at him. Unless he followed after her, she was done with him. "Are we done, Outlander?" She tried to keep all emotion from her voice as she spoke. "If so, go practice and try again. I will be here then as now." Which was the truth. She was not going out on a Viking any time soon, so he could come fight her again. Then again, she did not drop her guard just in case.

Gabriel nodded and retreated back to her shade to watch the boarder some more. "It was a good fight and please do return when you are ready to try again. I do enjoy a good duel." The lioness sat down on her haunches and watched the male leave. He would get there. Just as she had done so before him. She had not won her first duel either. If he was as good as she thought he would be, he should win the next one. Of course, even if he didn't, he had that look in his eyes that meant he would keep trying.

Gabe loved that look. They made wonderful Stormborn, usually reavers too. She did love to see new blood in the pride. She settled herself down to watching the border for any more challengers, enjoying the shade on her dark pelt. The sun had been hot, and she certainly was glad to be out of it again. Hopefully the next challenger would not come when the sun was so high in the sky. That fight had taken more out of her than hit should have because of the heat.