Stavanger Bay saltwater running through my veins

Oh, it's ON! Hit!

The two stood there in a rare moment of inaction, flanks heaving as they exchanged exuberant grins. His pale blue gaze glinted with the rush of the fight. The moment was brief, but it was enough to keep Embry on his guard. There was no better sign of cunning than a wolf who knew when to let emotions leak.

Sure enough, she swiped at his head. Fortunately for Embry, he had been ready, and ducked just in time. Seeing as she was in the perfect position to get a good blow in at the chest, he followed the motion by ramming his head forwards. His nose plunged into her ivory fur, clouding his vision in a fog of the silken snow. The course was set so that, moving as it would from a lower to higher point, he might be able to carry the majority of the weight to his shoulders and maybe even lift the girl from at least her front feet. The move was more of a stunner, and intended for usage as a shift into the offensive.