Ouroboros Spine for my unconquerable soul

Can wrap this up with her pinning him fully, as it wouldn't make sense that she would give him time to get fully back up?

He saw her coming – a force to be reckoned with, and for a moment the fiery wolf was tired of trying to dance around her. His creamy paws shifted, moving his limbs farther apart as he made to brace himself for the blow, hoping his own solid frame was enough to keep her from completely bulldozing him.

It was not – Tonravik clipped him with a hefty thrust, and the loose ground beneath him would not keep him upright. Ivitaruk was down, his flame-kissed pelt twisting, though he landed with a heavy thud. He would not be back upon his paws in time of her strike, given their proximity, but had this been a true fight, it would grant him his death blow.

So he twisted, attempting to maneuver away from her jaws and gain his footing, his own jaws shifting to seek her forelimb and antagonize her.