Sleeping Dragon Imagine Dragons

Sorry for the delay, been a bit busy; I know you will want to keep this moving as fast as poss :D Not looking good for Cirr xD

Cirrus was deposited like a sack of potatoes in the snow. Where Golaith was bleeding all over the snow, the silky-smooth Cirrus's injuries were mostly contained within. He could feel a tender point in his chest every time he breathed - he was pretty sure he had a cracked rib if not broken. He gasped in shallow breaths as he dragged himself off the ground. He could spot that Goliath had headed a little bit away, and appeared to be steeling himself. Cirrus was pleased to see that his opponent looked weaker than before.

Cirrus expected another charge was coming. With all the strength he had left, the lone wolf charged at Goliath in an attempt to play him at his own game. If he could catch the huge male straight away, perhaps he could topple him and escape. Cirrus felt his hit land, but he hadn't banked on the excruciating pain blossoming along his side. His sight was lost behind a black sheet of pain, and he stood momentarily stunned as his broken rib tickled his lung, teetering dangerously on puncturing the organ. He had no inclination to see whether he had knocked Goliath or not.