Hoshor Plains fire in my eyes

The boy was solid, he'd give him that. With a grunt, Rhanno felt his paws slip off the boy's shoulders, his attempt to get him onto the ground and into a vulnerable position being met with the stubbornness only a yearling could possess. He back-peddled away a few steps after all fours where on the ground again, tail raised and eyes locked onto his opponent. Maybe this would prove to be a challenge after all.

Without hesitation, the boy made his next move, seemingly taking a tactic that the bison used against the wolves. Not wanting to be winded, Rhanno turned so his shoulder would take most of the impact, though apparently he was a bit too slow. He released another grunt as Azzaro's head collided against the side of his chest. Thankfully, it had not been the center, though the blow still left Rhanno with little air in his lungs. Sucking in a quick breath, the man then released it with a low growl, flashing his teeth as he aimed to bite at his opponent's scruff.