Hoshor Plains reflections

Ira rears out of his attack. The sliver of the opening made Evergreen step forth out of instinct—prepared to tackle underneath and throw the roan wolf completely off balance. He catches himself in time, just as she had to keep from worsening their injuries.
The snap towards his neck is answered with a sheepish grin, the bearish boy has more in store, however, as he dips to aim at Ira’s ankle and bully her into moving a hair more.