It didn't bother Dove to be early, to be there first or even when others were late. She took the time to stretch and warm up -she knew from school and cheer practice that warm up was important, so she made the effort to fit that in before Bear arrived so there wasn't a wait around.
She figured, with a name like 'Bear', and one that was supposedly given to him by a handler rather than anyone else, he wasn't going to be a small man. She did not expect the mountain of a man in any way, but in reality, should've. It was a little daunting, considering she small frame, the fact that he had to be a foot taller than her, and had muscles on top of muscles, she felt a little drowned by his size.
Managing a broad smile, since she really didn't mind the nickname at all, "That's easy?" Okay, so attacking a Goliath when she had no actual training of concept of 'fighting', that was something new. But she guessed it was a way to gauge just how inexperienced she was and how much he'd need to teach her. Stupidly, she was worried about maybe hurting him, even as her face screwed up in serious concentration and she attempted to apply cheerleading routine to fighting with mock punches and a high kick which likely had little to no effect on Bear.