Nova Peak spin city

She made to move, a feint to the left and the right, and then fully lunged at him. The large wolf knew better than to dodge his agile wife, and so he swung his form to the side, attempting to close back upon her with a swing of his heavy shoulder – trying to push her.
 
His muzzle lowered and his muzzle swung to her chest to latch upon fur and gently upon skin and tug – more fiercely than if they were playing, but nothing to break her skin. They had not sparred since long before the pups were born – not since they had both remained below Fox within the hierarchy at Swiftcurrent Creek.
 
He could no more determine what move she would make next in a fight than he could emotionally.