Hoshor Plains fire in my eyes

Azzaro did not seem to have rammed hard enough and Rhanno managed to keep himself steady as the boy charged, it did not matter, the dark furred yearling would succeed another time. A smile tugged at the aspiring Lajak's lips as their friendly spar continued, the older man mimicked his move and attempted to slam his own body against his side but the lion was faster and easily sidestepped the elder, lissome legs bringing his brawny body away from his opponent.

Azzaro's muscles coiled as he sprang forward lowly, seemingly attempting to once more charge into Rhanno's flank but switched at the last moment. Jaws wide and snapping, the dark agouti yearling attempted to close his strong jaws around his elder's hind leg and pull it backwards, to make the other wolf stumble and fall. If that happened, he would easily win the fight.