Nova Peak sentiment is a chemical defect

They fought, teeth and claws flashing in the sunlight. Arion had to admit, Scimitar fought well, even with his burly and blundering build. His blows connected to the chocolate wolf's body and the aspiring warrior finally admitted to himself that he was out of practice, this fight was the message the gods sent to him, telling him to practice and train once more or he would not survive in these wilds.

Lose jaws clamped around his nape and forced his head towards the ground, of all things the Alpha could have done, he chose the most embarrassing one. Scimitar couldn't have bowled him over or shoved him onto the ground, he had to shove his face into the dirt and force submission. Pride kept him from relaxing and he struggled as best as he could but in the end, the agouti wolf won.