Haunted Wood One After Another

His headbut failed miserably and for the display that he put on mere seconds before made his failure just a tad bit embarrassing. Especially when the male skillfully dodges and tugs on whatever is left of his own tail and hops behind him confidently. 

Santi cranes his neck to the side to gaze behind him, not yet turning around to face him. The smug look on Valour’s face making him bark a deep fit of laughter. “You got me there, hot stuff.” He chuckles back, languidly turning so that his chest faces the other. “I might need some time to cry real quick, si no te importa. That shit was embarrassing.” He laughs as he admits back with a winning smile, showing rows of elongated fangs. 

“No worry, amigo.” His grin is positively devilish now, ivory hues fixated on the other male. “Maybe this time then.” 

After his sentence finishes, he punctuates it by dashing to the right of his subject. Abruptly stopping when he circles around and ends up in his left. His head bows down in a more timely fashion and his hard head sweeps both of Valour’s front paws out from underneath him. All the while his hind leg kicks out one of the other males rear legs as well. Effectively making the other fall to the ground. He backs up and readies his stance, knowing that the other will be poised and ready to kill as soon as he realizes what’s happened.