Haunted Wood Like a Forgotten Song

He was once again only slightly surprised by the willingness of the pup to rip his own face off to win. The pups teeth had only slightly punctured the soft flesh under his maw, and he reared back to avoid the pups series of furious bites to his face. 
Good. With the pups young age it was natural to be over-eager, to let the rage overtake him. His own blood pulsed in his ears, urging him forward. 
He let out a snarl as the pup's jaws closed on the tissue below his already torn ear- a lesser wolf would have submitted. But Nix taught him two things- never surrender, and think before you act. He would use the kid's pride. 
"That the best you got, kid? I've seen coyotes kill faster!" He taunted, slamming his front paws into the kid's chest, and pivoting his head to bite anything within reach, his fangs hooking the side of the kid's head. He felt flesh tear away from skull, his fang hooking the tender flesh near the eye. If he didn't release, he would possibly be blinded. Even if valor used his current lack of reasonable balance against him, memory would simply bite down harder. 
"Give it up kid." He huffed.