Sleepless I dream of the day [m]

maybe we should mark this mature in title / OP just in case? we're not being overly gory but idk where the limits are so better to be safe :)

Charon's teeth clasped together, eager for the taste of more blood, but they caught nothing. Charon kept his nose low to the ground on instinct -- to protect his neck -- and turned his eyes sideways as he looked at Dante. His breathing had sped up in the heat of battle, something that Charon was not as accustomed to -- had not had as much training in -- as Dante, adrenaline gushing through his veins, every move each of the wolves made crisp and sharp, crystal clear, and at the same time distorted and chaotic, easily forgotten a second later.

When Dante feigned attacking on the left, Charon met him head-on. The youth extended his teeth to try and grab part of Dante's face as he attacked, but once more his teeth caught nothing but air. When Charon saw that Dante was going for his left foreleg instead, it was too late to act upon it and Dante had a firm grip on his leg, which did not only cause pain, but also caused Charon to lose balance.

When Charon felt that he might fall soon, if Dante put any pressure on the leg at all, he tried to make a go for Dante's head again, teeth parted. He hoped that attacking his bad side, the one with the ripped ear -- only now did Charon see the damage done to it in some degree, by the flow of blood that came from the wound -- would cause enough pain and distraction for Dante to either fall as well, or back off long enough so that Charon could scramble to his feet again. It was possible that he'd miss because he would not be in time after falling, but Charon at least hoped to damage Dante or make him back off by keeping the attacks coming while he fell.