Stavanger Bay saltwater running through my veins

this is getting intense 0-0 
oh, yeah, and HIT by the way! muahaha

Embry was pleased at having his intentions successfully executed, but the exultation was short-lived. His opponent had managed to keep her footing - a (literally) pivotal factor in these kinds of ordeals - and she was recovering at record-breaking speed from that (literally... again) hearty jab. 

He had been certain she would recoil, or maybe even make for his nape by dint of the old squirrel attack; meaning she would fly over him like a little, rabid beast. Thus, he was not prepared for his snout to be mashed into the sandy ground below. One moment, plush white fur, and now, mouthfuls of gritty beach dust. He snorted as the grains tickled his nose; grunting beneath the female's surprising surplus of thew. Lucky for him, he had a few more tricks up his sleeve. 

Embry strained against the girl's force just enough to enable himself a gentle nip at her exposed underbelly, hoping it would throw her off enough that he might recoil and make an exit from that poor position in which he was cornered.