The Heartwood busted teeth

Akantha's paw suddenly slipped from his back as he released her and shifted so he stood near her flank. She had little time to react to her freedom when, suddenly, he was pushing on her and she was slipping. The Matriarch bellowed a sound of alarm and anger as her shoulder twisted and pain bloomed, spiraling around her elbow. She went down, hard, but immediately rolled to free her hind legs from the tangle of limbs. She kicked at any spot of him she could reach, her restraint gone—she would disembowl him given the chance and bring an end to his arrogance.