Ravensblood Forest Training is Training...

He would look back upon this, and appreciate the first signs of just how fast she was. His closed on air as her leg retreated from his searching grasp. He growled playfully as he felt her grab his scruff and tried to push him away, her font legs coming up onto his shoulders. As a large wolf, he wasn't too worried about the female getting too much of a leverage on him this way. 

He used the position to his advantage, digging his claws into the ground to keep his place. His jaws opened once more, this time searching for the soft underbelly of Shalon. If he was successful, he wouldn't grab on; his intent was only to nip quickly. His heart raced with the rush of endorphins that the spar brought on in Steady's body.