Swiftcurrent Creek an occupation popular with demons and ducks

Had he not dropped the stone to guarded it between his legs, the coywolf probably would have side stepped out of her way and then seized the advantage of her exposed backside. Instead, he was caught in a possessive panic. Rather than get out of her way, Rhakios dove for the rock — forgetting entirely his plan to simply fend her off and hold his ground. This put his skull right in line with Tiercels and SNOCK! they collided forehead to forehead.

Rhakios went tumbling. He had just managed to scoop the stone up and so that went flying off to the side with slaver stringing off of it. The coywolf staggered to his feet, disoriented and dizzied with a throbbing headache. For a moment he focused only on the pain in his head and forgot about the scenario that lead to it. Then his molten eyes clapped onto Tiercel, and beyond her the rock, and he remembered in a real damn hurry.

Infuriated past reason, there was no preamble this time. Rhakios launched himself at the younger pup in a blaze of unbridled savagery, seeking to sink his fangs into her scruff and pin her down.