Bearclaw Valley «The Thorns of Roses»

As the moonlight embued Alpha twinned the position of play, and Cry tensed himself, preparing for whatever the Alpha had up his paw. 
Well, shit. Almost everything.

The sterling had tilted his crown, and the silent guardian too was confused. He was confused as to his leaders confusion.

Deceitful!
After the ploy had been pulled, Raziel launched his playful assault, leaving Cry in a seconds delay to retaliate. 
It only took that one second for him to lose the advantage, because his Alpha got an extra second worth of height in his leap, while Cry wasn't yet there. 

Collision happened, and due to his unusual disadvantage, Cry had no idea what was going on, so everything that wasn't pitch black coat was sure as hell getting nipped, till he did! Jesting barks and half growls were issued in between the light bites.