Silvertip Mountain Go on, give it all you got

Niita nodded, and Zeke was back on the game. She was fine, which meant he didn't have to worry about being too rough. He'd give it his all like with any other. While Ezekiel was bigger, Niita had skill as she was limber. She swiped at him next, attempting to push him backwards. He leaped back, her paws only meeting his chest fur for a moment before and evaded her grasp. In return, he darted forwards and grabbed at her paw. He of course didn't bite, but he pulled down in an attempt to pull her to her knees.

As much as he hated to admit it, he'd learned this trick from that vicious wraith of a  female he'd met earlier this week. If he did it right, her knees would buckle and she would fall, and he'd grab her scruff to keep her down.