Bramblepoint two hundred miles through the deepest dark forest

The other creature still comes even with the threat of sharp claws and teeth. He may be smaller but with little daggers on his side, he hopes to deter the other long enough to change his mind. He gets a few steps away but the coyote jumps forward with snapping jaws as the feline tries to flee and he's halted by a sudden pull of his spine. Carrots hisses and his body arches away, legs falling out from beneath him as he's pulled by his tail. With his back curved against the ground and arching the front half of him forward, both front feet alternating my seat at the canine's face.