Blacktail Deer Plateau Walk the line

Though Dante fought hard, it was pretty quickly clear that Koda had the upper hand.  Despite the Alpha's size, the younger wolf was quicker, able to break through his defenses and leave wounds that would last.  His training did not help him either, for most of it lay in fighting to kill, and it had been a very long time since conflict had been something he had found necessary.

Though he got in a good bite or two, an opening allowed Koda clear access to his side, which the other male took full advantage of.  Now sporting a large rend, and standing heavily on only three steady legs (the fourth having been injured somewhere along the line), he gave a snarl of defiance.  This was his home and these wolves depended on him.  He wasn't going to turn aside so easily, though the fact that this battle had gone so far south so soon was a massive jolt.

Lunging, he made one last desperate attempt to grasp Koda's muzzle, hoping to dominate through sheer brute force.  It was a sloppy move, but he was tiring quickly, loss of blood telling him that he needed to end this quickly or it would definitely not go his way.