Grouse Thicket Queen of Diamonds

His paws connected firmly into her chest, knocking her backwards as well as achieving his desired goal: for her to release her grip on him. He was about to back away when she tucked her head in and rammed her head straight on his underbelly, causing him to stumble, skid backwards and fall back on all paws, panting slightly. Nico narrowed his eyes then, and without waiting to regain his breath, he charged forward, crouching low as he skidded to a near stop before her, ears flat against his skull as he lowered his head and snapped at her right forelimb, hoping to grab it and pull it out from beneath her, thus unbalancing her.

      Nico's mind was whirring now, his brain coming up with numerous attacks, defense and strategies that he could use to defeat the female, but really, right now, he was relying mostly on muscle memory and instincts. If his attack worked, he would take the opportunity to approach her from the side with running with his head lowered like a bull and ram straight into her flank, hopefully pushing her over, or at the very least, cause her to stumble.